(adjective) Normally used to describe the snow or weather conditions on a ski mountain when they become stormy, windy, icy, extremely cold or otherwise particularly difficult. Used by snowboarders and some skiiers. Linguists studying the term have concluded that it likely originated in the Sierra Nevada Mountain Range ski towns during late 2007 towards the end of the Hummer H2 age and was primarily used by resort industry instructors at June Mountain, California.
Whoa man, you had better suit up.... it's turning gnarley cakes out there.
A harmless way to spend Friday afternoons in 13AM, until someone brings a shit cake and no one wants to call them out for it, or Will Jackson has eaten the whole thing.
"why is no one in form for cake and games yet again?"
The predictably formulaic ingredients of a programme or ad where almost every group is somehow represented almost as if someone was baking a cake... add a black guy
Few sprinkles of gay
Pinch of disability
Crack a few straight white males
And mix with female lead and bake on channel 11 for half an hour
Oh gawd did you see that ad? Another diversity cake baked and ready to go
Cunnilingus on an air hockey table.
For their anniversary, Dick gave Jane an air cake.
When you fuck someone that wears too much makeup and you are forced to remember her by the makeup of cake build up on your pillow.
"Dude, you got to stop fucking those chicks. I see the ugly cake on your pillow every weekend."
That two people just got married or started a relationship
There's still cake in the fridge I can't believe John is cheating on Emma
A notorious dessert that borders on the excessive, known for its overwhelming assembly of sugary components. This cake is not for the faint of heart; it is a dense, chaotic concoction crammed with an array of sweets such as marshmallows, gummy worms, Oreos, and an excessive layering of icing and rainbow sprinkles. The Limor Cake is the antithesis of subtlety, often eliciting a mix of fascination and revulsion with its garish display of confectionery overload. It serves as a jarring testament to culinary extravagance gone awry, typically reserved for those daring enough to challenge their palate and sugar tolerance in equal measure
Person A: "What was that cake called again, the one at the party last night?"
Person B: "Limor Cake. Why?"
Person A: "Steve... he tried it. He joked about it being his last meal because of all the sugar."
Person B: "Oh no, don't tell me..."
Person A: "Yes, it's just like you think. A piece of cake, a laugh, and then... his heart. I still can't wrap my head around it."