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A way of saying you are dating someone, often used in a wlw relationship. This originated from the Taiwanese dub of “the owl house” in which luz and amity ask each other to “dress up and travel together” where in the English dub they were asking each other if they could be dating.
I like you in a romantic way do you want to dress up and travel together.
An asshole, usually belonging to a girl who prefers normal sex over buttseks, hence "less travelled"
I personally enjoy buttseks.
Damn look at her road less travelled
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A man from the year 2098 who was much different than the rest of the people at that time, for he was only 3' tall. Everyone else in the world was at the shortest about 5' 2". This troubled Hector cause he was always picked on and people would throw him around much like a football. It being the year 2098, time travel had already been invented about 23 years ago. Hector thought about using time travel to change history so that there would be more short people like him. After acquiring the means to travel through time (which cost him $18.75 on Ebay), Hector travelled back in time many times, but was always thwarted in his attempt to make more short people. After many attempts Hector finally travelled back to the Primordial Soup. The goo that started all life sat before him. Sitting and pondering what to do to change history, Hector came up with the grandest of schemes. "Ah ha!", said Hector. "I will contaminate this ooze with my own ooze.", Hector shouted with glee. After an intense one and a half minutes of self gratification (Everything is shorter for midgets), he dumped his load into the soup causing a mass fusion of his "little" genes into the normal genes. After many eons of Evolution, thanks to Hector's deeds, we have been blessed with many small creatures. This is how the Pterodactyl became the chicken. Its how the shark became the goldfish. Its also how we got actors like Verne Troyer. No one knows what happened to Hector. My thoughts are that since he fucked with the timeline he never came to be. Poor, poor Hector. All this to make a friend and he never even existed. The moral of the story, I guess, is to not throw hair dryers into the bathtub.
Dude 1: "Man I hate that show Little People Big World. Who the hell came up with that shit?"
Dude 2: "Its all made possible because of Hector The Time Travelling Midget."
Dude 1: "Damn you Hector, damn you."
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The year is 2033. The world is blanketed in chaos, as the war between man and machine heads toward a frighteningly close nuclear finale. Grown men cower with their women and children, hiding from the soulless creatures that move silently through the night. However, there is one who walks through the huddled masses, unafraid of the robot killers, instilling hope in all he meets. The world knows him as General “Gene” Snitsky, humanity’s last chance in The War To End All Wars. This is his story.
“I have a job to do.” The gruff yet monotone voice echoed throughout the warehouse basement. Unlike most basements, however, this one is made of 3,000 tons of stainless steel and titanium, contains a multitude of high-radiation areas, and has surveillance systems covering every centimeter within 4 miles of the building. Before the hard times hit, the building also had Guinness on tap. Now, only Pabst Blue Ribbon flows through the slowly corroding pipes, but this is not the time for drinking.
“Sir, you’ve established that. But I don’t see how traveling back in time to 2004 helps us in anyway. The machines will use their warheads anytime now, and the window for a preemptive strike is closing more with each passing hour. With all due respect, General, we need you here.” This type of insubordinate backtalk would normally be met by Snitsky’s stiff right hand, but Jeff Hardy was never afraid of taking risks. While not always the smoothest of performers, as Second-in-Command he knew the General better than anyone; one could argue that he existed simply to inspire him. Now around 60 years old, Hardy also knew the stakes were greater than ever, and that he had to ensure things ran smoothly and without error. Yes, at times the very fate of the world rested on Jeff Hardy not blowing spots.
General Snitsky paused for a moment and looked at Jeff’s face, the middle-aged man’s neon green streaks illuminating the near-darkness. Why was there a blacklight in the time machine room anyway? He turned around and put his hands on a nearby table, palms flat as he bowed his head and leaned like a runner unable to catch his breath after a sprint. A heavy sigh escaped his lips; he never thought that, at 28, he would have to explain to a middle-aged former pro wrestler why he was responsible for the downfall of the entire human race. Rubbing his chin, he gathered himself and faced his right-hand man. Yes, he did have a job to do. First the truth, then the sacrifice.
“Jeff, I’m…I’m not who you think I am. You see, you’ve known me for what, 10 years? And to you, I’ve always been General, I’ve always been Snitski. But I haven’t always worn this uniform and these tags…” He gripped the metal around his neck and stood entranced by the inscribed letters. Although it was only ten seconds, when he continued his voiced seemed ten years older. “These tags haven’t always said ‘Snitsky.’ They used to say…” He paused again, this time deliberately. He turned away again, closed his eyes, and lifted his head skyward.
“Jeff, my name used to be…” He swallowed, fighting to say the word. “Kane. I'm the son of the man who murdered your brother."
Give me your free time if you don't ****ing know what to do with it.
-Blackestmage from Gamefaqs
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A guy will not and should not drive more then 20 minutes to see a girl unless there is at least a 75% chance he will hook up.
Girl: Hey you should drive out here and see me!
Guy: umm idk its like a 30 minute drive
Girl:oh come on, dont worry i know the the 20 minute travel rule
Guy:ok on my way
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fairly popular adage over low-counties, england way.
stems from the crazy-popular fad around mid nineties for local heroes to give in to, wordly: Good, ditch all their property (recoup later) except ideally, their shed, but oftentimes some other household equipment, convert it to a motor vehicle and travel from land's end to John O'Groats, all along motorways all the way.
said fad came to a doleful end when one brave endeavorer try to make amphibious craft from a wash basin and cross to Orkneys - unsucessful. someone coulda died. tomfoolery!
so, sort of this term exudes the joys in realising potential whilst going nowhere fast.
a): you headin off to land's end on your arse on that settee?
b): oh, do moot me a point. nah the shuffle function on my i-pod might present a song ordering that represents a fate i'd prefer not to realise.
you, *eyes skyward*: have shed, will travel.
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who did you get the 'drugs' from? (or not)
used when one is acting crazy, irrational (used by jack webb on drug 'dragnet' (blue boy?) 1967)
a suggestion that one might be "tripping" or high on something
guy going 'wild': whos' your travel agent?
woman seriously pms-ing: whos' your travel agent?
snide remark by 'straight', 'case-hardened' conservative:
whos' your travel agent?
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