What you say every time you see a person that exists. You can say it to anyone, anwhere. If you say it near sensitive people, they will tell you their grades and try to prove their not a bignerd.
“You big nerd nerd you is.”
“Ooohhhh nook, I guess I big nerd now.”
Typical George Costanza: Deleted every girl who’s ass I didn’t want to eat ropenerds out of So if you’re reading this what’s up
A Weird Bitch: heyyyyy what’s up?
A humorously-sarcastic addendum included in a web-page where someone posts semi-in-depth info, a link, etc., about something dat only a very few humans on Earth would likely have any significant interest in (such as dat November 12th, 2010 is da FIFTY-FIFTH anniversary of da infamous nineteen-FIFTY-FIVE Hill Valley lightning storm), but dat said data-poster knows would indeed be very interesting to said "select few", and so he's taken it upon himself to scatter around and obtain said greatly-craved resources, specifically to cater to his fellow "nerds".
The Fonz's motorcycle still exists --- here's a link to a nice page about it, complete with nice color photos and fascinating factoids: onmilwaukee.com/articles/fonzie-bike. P.S. You're welcome, nerds! Knock yourselves out! AY-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y!
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”