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You search this up because you know the muffin song.
Dad: I baked you a pie
Kid: oh boy, what flavour
Dad: PIE, PIE, PIE
Kid: Dad, I'm hungry
Dad: Hi, Hungry, I'm Dad
Kid: Why did you make me this way? Why, why--
Hungry: I'M hungry. You locked me in the basement for years.
Dad: Oh, sh--
Kid: What the fu--
Kid: "oh boy what flavor? DEATH, DEATH, DEATH"
Used to express amazement or surprise.
Oh my ticker! That's awesome.
A Canadian phrase often said in response to really any sort of claim or statement from another Canadian. It is meant to mean "right on" or "how 'bout that". Very informal in nature, usually used in conversation between two guys who are friends or at least casual acquaintances.
Canadian Man 1: "So Donny was telling me the ponds are ready to go for the winter eh".
Canadian Man 2: "Oh yeah eh?"
To describe a fierce, intimidating and nerve-racking person. Usually nick named by Asian Students for a discipline teacher.
"Ah Oh is coming, hurry get back to your seats!"
Getting oh-yeahed is the act of losing to a baseball team that is constantly screaming “oh-yeah.”
the DC Kings got oh-yeahed after they lost to that Bison team.
Picture this: an individual reveling in the divine art of indulgence, seated in the plush velvet embrace of a Michelin-starred restaurant. They're not just eating; they’re orchestrating a culinary symphony of epic proportions. Each bite of succulent pork belly is met with an operatic crescendo of masticating mastery and unapologetic lip-smacking—a performance so robust it could rival the acoustics of a sold-out amphitheater. Fork in hand, they sample course after course, their gusto unmistakable, as if every chew brings them one step closer to gastronomic nirvana. This isn’t dining; it’s a full-contact sport, and they’re the undefeated champion of audible appreciation!
I went to a posh restaurant last night, shut up, "OH GRAHAM"........
Picture this: an individual reveling in the divine art of indulgence, seated in the plush velvet embrace of a Michelin-starred restaurant. They're not just eating; they’re orchestrating a culinary symphony of epic proportions. Each bite of succulent pork belly is met with an operatic crescendo of masticating mastery and unapologetic lip-smacking—a performance so robust it could rival the acoustics of a sold-out amphitheater. Fork in hand, they sample course after course, their gusto unmistakable, as if every chew brings them one step closer to gastronomic nirvana. This isn’t dining; it’s a full-contact sport, and they’re the undefeated champion of audible appreciation!
I went to a posh restaurant last night, shut up, "OH GRAHAM"......