When a sports team is SO bad that even when things go well for a considerable amount of time, the team reverts back to its loser disposition.
Also is applicable to describe a company.
Yurk: Man, I am so happy the Lions have the first overall pick, We are SO on the right path.
BT: Fam, it doesn't matter who you draft or who your coach is, you cant fix loser. Your team has been tragic for 65 years.
Yurk: Ya but unc...
BT: NO, you can't fix loser. Takes a long time to get rid of that stench, bruh.
The stupidest thing one can say.
Person 1: Hey! I found this cool thing!
Person 2: Fix you're grammar.
Person 1: bruh
A temporary state of bleary-eyed contentment dat a mushy-hearted dude wif a major foot-fetish experiences after having majorly massaged da warm pliable shapely tootsies of one or more cute gals for extended periods. Said swimmy-brained satisfaction can also be assisted/extended if one or more of said blinky-eyed sweeties jerks/sucks him off during said delightful tactile-activity encounters, as well, so dat he doesn't still suffer wif a raging boner afterwards.
Guy, as he's leaving a group of amusedly-smiling hot chicks after warmly/gratefully thanking them for their having obligingly "allowed him inside their sandals": "There --- I've gotten my footrub-fix for the day! So now I can more-serenely go on about my errands around town, without constantly wanting to grab every pretty barefoot-or-flipflops-wearing young lady I see, plop her startled/bewildered self down on a nearby bench or grassy lawn, and totally burnish the calluses off of her lovely toes and slender arches with my thirsting hands!"
The T.V's knackered again. Fetch me my Multi-Purpose Universal Fixing Tool.
A great guy who everybody loves and is way better than anyone named Andre Payawal who is terrible at everything.
Man that guy is a Jagen Fix.... hahaha I love him