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A chronic disease in which a person is being a dick for a long time
" Accpetance handshake!"- Little brother
"For what?" -Big Brother
"for you coming to terms with your Terminal Dickery" -Little Brother
So thin that if you turn sideways to anyones line of sight, you inevitably... disappear
"Oh god, that kid Dylan Breeze just went all terminal thin on us, I can't see him!"
To constantly behave like a baby or young child as an adult. This may include: being spiteful, crying about inane things, wanting attention, self-affirmation, or seen as a constant complainer.
I didn't realize you could get out of an offer to buy a public company for 24 billion, but damn, this dude has terminal baby syndrome.
the unexplainable feeling of hunger one gets once they pass through security at the airport, no matter how much they pigged out prior to their arrival.
Annette "Why am I so freaking hungry? I just ate a huge breakfast!"
Jason "Must be terminal munchosity, I think the airports pump oxygen through the ventilation system to make people crave food."
The act of retrieving your chain-mail glove after analy fisting someone.
Oh man, I was so embarrassed last night I had to Reverse Terminator my Tinder date
I sit hear and sing ur mad songs,
And hear your rad gongs,
While I hold on my tongs,
I'm so sorry to see eyes fall through out hell,
You know who I am, and who I was,
They've mentioned me for pages,
Centuries past and u still don't repent,
All that money, does it ever taste a little sour,
I can't even mind your hate,
Knew this by now, how much I've ate, how much I've saved,
I will stand on every ground,
And absorb all my sin, I'll use it for fuel,
I wont burn, I just wanna see you fill that flue
Smoke may you call hell,
But satan you don't fucking share,
Your the best way to keep my forge up, you trafficing fuck
I rocked to those zeps, from lead snog, to the rows of skids, kissing metal, and slay'n my sabbath, turn'n every solo, AC power, and every coward,
I will find u when I die,
'Cause I am Warseakah, and I am the ram of iron
I ain't going to hell, and you not gonnah see u on mars,
I'll leave my bones on my cloud, every wave and sand,
And plant my soul in your gates,
When It detonates,
I'll cut down those stairs, And choose who gets some wings
If god don't wanna judge you now,
I will slay my way,
After all these tears and evil smiles,
I can't wait to hang that dragon on every tile, with my own smile,
If I won't recieve what is mine,
Just forget who I am,
I ain't gonnah mark ur soul, u did that ur selves, you may slay in ur federal mob, of some Pentagon cult, know
I am Warseakah, I'LL save my lands.
"Kinda like N.I.B" Inspired
White out Termination, the death of crowns.
This is when a pc or a laptop decides to hang at the most critical e-mail/operation that you have ever done in your entire life.
It is also when IT comes along and states the bloody obvious that you pc/laptop has just hung and needs to quit .It also results in the loss of the data that you were either doing or sending resulting in a huge amount of tourettes from yourself and 4 weeks work down the pan
your pc/laptop has suffered terminal hour glass failure,or has just hung