A Gluttonous Gatherer is an intelligent bloxburg player who plays with a dumb bloxburg player just to steal all of the limited and/or non-limited food items in their bloxburg fridge.
Ex:
Matthew: I was playing bloxburg with this clever man Nikolas. When I rejoined the server after I disconnected from it, I went in my fridge to see that there was only a bloxy cola left in there. I think these Gluttonous Gatherers are getting out of hand.
Brandon: Matthew, stop giving random people roomate in your servers, then you might have more food in your bloxburg fridge.
a phrase frequently used by NPCs in the 2012 video game Dishonored 1
Should we gather for whishey and cigas tonight ?
Indeed i believe so.
A woman—typically between the ages of 25-55—that hangs corny, generic signs throughout her house that read "GATHER" or "BLESS THIS HOUSE" or "LOVE NEVER FAILS" etc. These signs are procured from stores like Kirkland's, Bed Bath & Beyond, and Target.
This woman is whiter than ranch dressing, most likely a wino, and lives in the cookie-cutter suburbs but will tell anyone she meets that she lives in INSERT CLOSEST CITY HERE.
*Leaves cousin's housewarming party in Round Rock, TX
"Did you see that wall of corny-ass signs in their living room? I didn't realize Amber was a Gather Girl. Please kill me if our living room ever looks like that."
A mistaken line said in the trailer for an Xbox game, meant to be would you rather hunt or gather berries or fish
1. Discover, Explore, would YOU rather hunt or gather women or fish?
Something which is highly unlikely to succeed.
Comes from Country slang, horners being a field full of adult bulls (they will not do what you want).
Winning the lottery jackpot, it's like gathering up horners.
An event where you have to interact with your weird cousins, where you're grandma still doesn't get that your aunt is dating ''friend'' Claire and when they disappear to another room they ain't knitting, and you're Uncle Terry likes to get drunk and tell you how the Royal Family are Reptilians and 9/11 was an inside job.
Michel: Hey Will, wanna come over this weekend?
Will: Sorry, can't, I have to go to a family gathering
Michel: OK, how many tabs are you gonna need?
Will: Twelve