I often hear my Afghan roommate screaming in Dari through her cell phone at her family at 3 IN THE MORNING hoping that her increased volume will somehow multiply her comprehensibility over the 7500 miles... that's yellular technology.
The point in a cell phone conversation were one person begins loudly verbalizing their disapproval, discomfort, or other negative emotion. This person usually attracts a lot of attention, and surrounding public may be inclined to ask the person to quite down.
Oh man! Yesterday I was on a date with Lisa, when Stephanie called and told me she had STDs. I totally went yellular on her and rode her ass about how that was so not okay with me.
Then the waiter came and told me to take it outside, so I decked his ass and left.
An old man who never got a vesectamy and shoot yellow jesus juice on his ol lady until she realizes that yellow jesus juice is not common. Now she should be cautious on how much jizz sh eats other wise she will come down with some really fucked up disease that will turn you into a man!!!
I don't buy the schmegegge about Morty sleeping with Moira.
His version of the story was pure schmegegge.
The whole schmegegge was made up to get Liz a little bit of attention.
Looking or experiencing something nice after witnessing something horrid like a disgusting gif or a disturbing video. Typically used as eye bleach are nice images of whatever makes the disturbed person happy.