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The equivalent of the modern-day term "flex", or as a verb, "flex-ing"; but with the intent of impressing fellow Chemists/Scientists/Students within said realms of academia or even mere hobbyists keeping the waters of "nerd culture" warm for all. One possible example could be a novel proposed synthesis for a specific analogue of an obscure compound -- would be a GigaChad level Erlenmeyer Flex and would almost certainly result in sexual intercourse (wearing the proper PPE, naturally)
The invention of the Erlenmeyer flask is perhaps the strongest Erlenmeyer flex the world has thus far seen - a true Science Sector Chad
The inevitable end-results of not just supporting, but by active participation in the MAGA Movement. This can include engaging in the politics, conspiracies, rhetoric, rampant criminality and unhinged social decay made exponentially worse by the explosive growth of mis-and-disinformation as it continues to go goblinmode in American society.
Obvious examples of MAGAfest destiny would include: the crazy uncle that the family regrettably disowned after nearly being shot during his most recent Thanksgiving Dinner Tirades.
A more extreme case could be the Q-Anon obsessed Sovereign Citizen who was shot by police during a hostage situation at a DMV involving patrons he deemed "members of a deepstate crime family".
"you hear bout that fuckin diehard Trumper that set himself on fire wandering around the White House lawn til he died???!"
"Nah but I ain't suprised, just another lunatic fulfilling their Magafest Destiny!"
the convenient dismissal offered up in hopes to justify, explain, or excuse the poor behavior and/or negative outcomes of events -- due to unmistakable side effects of benzodiazepine impairment, especially Klonopin (clonazepam)
"I would've remembered that I had court today, but I slept right thru my arraignment onaccountaklonopin!"
-- Said a voice-mail left from a county jail telephone
An extremely rare mutation of the more commonly known Alpha male. The Alphapha male is named after the dorky Little Rascals character -- and plainly put: he is an overpowered Alpha male. He exhibits unfounded excessive confidence, yet dresses like he is still in the 2nd grade. Has a Buzz Lightyear backpack, but the effect on his peers is paradoxical -- he is so Chadlike he can make pocket protectors sexy. His hairstyle changes depending upon the whims of his cowlick(s).... you get the idea. Extremely inadequate social skills, & an almost non-existent ability to talk to women -- yet for some reason, every girl throws herself at him deploying every strategy under the sun to get into his riverwader awkwardly fitted late 90s denim. He emits pharamones that women notice immediately, turning them into wolverines all fighting to burrow down and gobble his musky treasures. As luck would have it, he's 9 times out of 10 either just too cool or too oblivious to notice.
Oftentimes the persona is a total facade that he weaponizes efficiently to reap maximum benefits - at any given time in the school year he is practically swimming in pussy.
"Well gee, Susan, is the sex good? It's gotta be right?"
"Yeah. He has his.... quirks. He sprays his eyeglasses with this steam/fog proof spray stuff so he can still see, and has a little chain so they can't slip off. You get used to it."
"Ohmygawd that's fucking HAWT actually. Total Alphalpha male energy."
short for "involuntary No-Nut November ", the same exact situation as No Nut November, although as a direct result of circumstances or factors that are fundamentally beyond the No-Nutter's control.
"I'm no stranger when it comes to 'No-Nut November' but my congestive heart failure worsened this year to the point I wasn't physically capable of jerkin' up a load - and it was at that terrible moment experienced the misery of a InvoNoNuNov, something infinitely worse!"
... to save his manic tongue the unnecessary syllables, the tweaker told his shrink to henceforth refer to this symptom as Audi Lucy, reasonably she agreed. Suddenly, however, just outside -- sirens began wailing like a fussy baby being fed chalkboard-fed organic rusty nails, giving way to a sound so abysmal and horrendous. He knew that roar. Undoubtedly, it was a homicidal Sassafrassquatch ripped to his tits horny on speed. It's eyes rolled back as he furiously masturbated, bursting blood vessels on his forehead, grimacing, bellowing a sinister, gutteral yelp. & it's meat staff erupted like Pompeii, one could see all over his sweaty body morphing veins as the blood coursing through them coagulated into ropes of iron-enriched lumps of throbbing gristle. Upon the final primordial kung-fu pump Sass echoed a warcry so LOUD ALL OF the streetlights went dark and every car parked on this street's alarm started up as their auto glass shattered . Then Sassafrasquatch quickly pulled up his Dungarees to check for potential witnesses, and his gaze FROZE locking eyes with the thousand-yard stare behind his therapist's sunroom pane... Fuck this! He screamed bloody murder.
Or was that just the Keurig percolator shitting out again? Holy shit did I say this entire-- was I talking? DID SHE HEAR ME?! why's she insist on using such a jalopy coffeemaker? She gonna charge extra for all the Sass cum on the back deck???
La-la-la-la, i grab my tinfoil earmuffs and leapt off the fire escape.