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Never mind the quality...feel the width. Phrase used to persuade you that quantity is more important than quality. Originated from unscrupulous London backstreet tailors palming you off with cheap material instead of the good stuff for your suit.
"Hmm. This suit smells of dead germans and cat piss, and is sturdy enough to both restrain a rutting wart hog and give me heat-stroke if the mercury climbs above 60 degrees, my good man".
"Never mind the quality, feel the width my son! They don't make cloth like this anymore!"
...feel the width. Phrase used to persuade you that quantitiy is more important than quality. Originated from unscrupulous London backstreet tailors palming you off with cheap material instead of the good stuff for your suit.
"Hmm. This suit smells of dead germans and cat piss, and is sturdy enough to both restrain a rutting wart hog and give me heat-stroke if the mercury climbs above 60 degrees, my good man".
"Never mind the quality, feel the width my son! They don't make cloth like this anymore!"
In days long past, the Internet was a new and marvelous thing. The web was new and shiny, but most of the real action was in irc and usenet.
Every September, a whole new batch of college students would have access to the Internet for the first time, and the signal to noise ratio would absolutely go to shit. By the end of September, things usually returned to normal, and Usenet was useful again.
In 1993, September never ended. AOL connected its entire userbase to the Internet, and things never went back to normal. Before 9/93, there was (almost) no spam, being tricked into view a goatse.cx-type image was unlikely at best, and porn was free in the alt.binaries.erotica.* newsgroups, with nobody trying to extort a credit-card number.
We still live in the September that never ended.
The internet sucks now. It was a lot better before the September that never ended.
A phrase used to add to the end of a conversation, when you have just realized you crushed the person's hopes and dreams.
Kid 1: Man I wish I could get back with my ex you know...
Kid 2: Well she's back with her ex-boyfriend, and hates your guts.
Kid 1: ...
Kid 2: But you never know...
Kid 1: I know huh.
British music comedy quiz show. Features celebrity guests singing intros and the like. Name is taken from punk band 'The Buzzcocks' and infamous punk album Never Mind The Bollocks Here's The Sex Pistols
Bill Bailey from Black Books is a team captain on Never Mind The Buzzcocks.
A squad, gang, group of african american young men who "never care" Often throw up the N.C. hand symbol as well as have a clothing line. Largely found in Denver Colorado near East Highschool
The Never Care Squad should start caring some more
when trying to reschedule a meeting with someone you don't intend to ever meet. An old New Yorker cartoon?
No, Thursday's out, how about never -is never good for you?