Creepy. Describes a middle-aged guy who stares too much and doesn't realize that young girls aren't interested in him. A step below a stalker.
The thing she hated most about the bus were the stares from the pervy guy.
A holy day of obligation in the Church of the Almighty Dollar.
Don't believe that BS about black friday being named after accountants' black ink. (wtf?) The love of money is the root of all evil. Black symbolizes evil, the true reason for the name.
1. to go on a shooting spree, especially at a workplace
2. to snap out
in a psychotic rage
OK OK, don't go postal over it.
some one who essentially eats just vegetables (as well as fish, eggs & milk) who's not too uptight about eating meat ocaisionally as a matter of convenience; a lenient vegetarian
Rather than offend his hosts, he ate a good-sized portion of the spaghetti a la carbonara they offered rather than making a meal out of salad, bread & dessert. Why go hungry? I'm a flexitarian.
A great book and great movie that has been reduced to a line of viscerally disturbing dialogue. This movie did for homophobia what "Saturday Night Fever" did for disco.
Mountain Man: What do you want to do now?
Toothless Man: Grinning
He's got a real pretty mouth on him, don't he?
Mountain Man: I'm gonna make you squeal like a pig. Weeeeeeee.
thinking of the right answer too late; the perfect, usually piercing, riposte that you conceive only when replaying a verbal exchange later in your head
from the French l'esprit d'escalier, the witty repartee you thought of as you're going downstairs to leave
My coworker Ann had taken to calling me "Markus", which I hate. I told her I hated it, and her response was,"It's a term of affection."
I muttered something like "Well it's not".
What I SHOULD have said:
Considering her name, "OK, to cement this 'affectionate' relationship, I'll call you An(n)us."
a habitual bungler, a klutz
's toast always falls butter-side down. A schlemiel always drops the knife.