Wurzel or most commonly spelt Worzel is a word given to the locals of the many farming communities of Southampton. The farmers speak with a strong West Country dialect, which for the most part is inaudible, they also dress like scarecrows.
Southampton is the most hated part of Hampshire. This is because, when attending football away days, they block and clog up the M27 and other roads and motorways with their slow moving combine harvesters and tractors.
The people of Southampton also love attending annual vegetable show as well as horse fairs and caravan showcases. This is down to their highgypsy population.
“Oi loikes my John Deere tractor ize does”. “Letz go to Shirley Warren an count the Polack me lover”.
“Ize a right Wurzel ize is and oi loikes sarfharmpton ize does”.
When someone says something so incredibly stupid that everyone around them gets an immediate stage 10 headache and refuses to back down when proven wrong
Them: Vaccines contain microscopically transmitters that give your information to the government at all times!
Us: That's a Warge Moment, shut up.
Refers to any of the many unnecessarily specific subgenres spawned out of electronic music, specifically, dubstep, which features "Wubs" characteristic of any dubstep music.
A wubgenre may focus specifically on a certain musical element, such as Trap music, which appears to be characterized entirely by half step beats at high BPM.
Some other examples: Chillstep, Brostep, Drumstep, Future Garage.
A wurfer is a person that either inherits or buys something old and cool cheap, that has no intrest in what it is,the items history or its story, and is only interested in what the items monetary value is, especially common in the retro/classic stereo equipment community. A Wurfer is also usually a person of low intelligence that can't use proper English either, and talks in slang or Ebonics.
Joe is a Wurfer, he inherits a vintage console stereo and talks to his friend. "Yo dawg I jus dun got dis old sterio, what u think its wurf"
Billy the Wurfer buys a old fisher tube stereo at a garage sale for $5 and thinks "yo bet dis is wurf a bunch of money" then posts about it online in stereo groups asking about its value, but never plugs it in and gives it a chance, because he thinks his iPod is better
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my realbirthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*