A person with a batâs radar for snobbery who shades out the snob within minutes of first having to deal with any signs of elitism.
A great person to have in a mixed crowd if you donât want to play nice with a jerk and would rather see someone else call them out.
Nice Person: âOh God, do I have to deal with this BS again?â
Snobcracker: âIâve got this.â
Nobody likes a rough or toxic ride, and that holds true for a lot of things like sex, old rollercoasters, and getting passed over for that job promotion which never wheeled in your direction! So when something involving movement of any sort goes south, and really sucks in terms of what you were expecting ... it becomes - well, ToxUberous.
"How was that online date you had last night?"
"Um, ToxUberous"
The realization that you are beyond question, so done like dinner with everybody else's drama - that you can't get out of the room fast enough!
When she erupted once again into a tirade of dramatic complaints about her life, everyone took a bonafried look to see who could get to the exit fastest.
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What goes on at a public event about an hour after dinner where the food was pot luck chili!
They realized after opening all the doors of the hall that the mass exstinktion was likely caused by a round of bad kidney beans!
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A partially bald dude who's spent way too much time in the sun without a ballcap; can often use the shine off the top of his cranium as a key light to get into his pickup.
The female equivalent of this is a Semi Chrome Domeress.
Most common complaint heard by Semi Chrome Domers: "Put a hat on that bean, will ya? It's illegal to blind-out commercial aircraft!"
What you give up, only to realize not long afterwards that it made zero sense at all to do so!
Getting married a second time was the biggest sacrifarce of my life.
Fear of plummeting bird droppings.
Who HASN'T been crapped on by a junk eagle (aka: seagull), pigeon, or anything else with wings and a sniperous aim? It's enough to induce spontaneous vomiting! Seagulls eat fast food tossaways. Or anything . It's not just the gross green or yellow tinge as the bird-bomb slimes its way down your shoulder or side of the face - which triggers the big puke, it's also the stench.
The intensity of my Aero-Excretory Phobia is directly relative to the number of birds flying above my head.