Firefighter personnel on scene of any non-specific emergency scene who's sole purpose is to give one the illusion of somewhat importance. Yard Walkers tend to appear busy, and almost always are communicating with some unknown entity via hand held radio. The Yard Walker's most difficult job is to answer any relevant question about the patient when asked by EMS personnel. A Yard Walker is the visual stereotype of your friendly neighborhood hero....the Firefighter. No matter how well they play it off, it's best to acknowledge their "importance" and thank them for their service.
" Dispatch to ambulanceunit responding, be advised there is one patient. 5 yard walkers are on scene as well."
"Dad, look at all the firemen working in that yard!
A guy goes into a store and asks the saleslady for some profilactics. She says "what size?". He doesn't know so she suggests he go out back and put his shlong in a hole in one of many holes in the fence and tell her which hole fits his shlong. So he gives it a shot and when he puts his shlong in one of the holes, the saleslady goes behind the fence and pleasures him orally making all kinds of slurping sounds and motions. After finishing, he comes back in the store and she asks "well, what size?" He says "I don't know what size, but I'll take a yard of that fence".
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 real birthday. 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*