One who slows traffic during peak hours by blocking entrances, revolving doors, escalators, etc., without consideration of other commuters.
Isn't it common sense that you stay to your right on the escalator if you don't move your ass? Not to mention those fumbling their wallets right at the subway turnstile. I'm fed up with these rush hour idiots!
When one is rather upset and/or depressed.
"Hey Tom, why is Rudi so upset?"
"It's real deano hours out here"
From 2:30-5:00 am
Nigga - When is real boar vessel hours?
Nigga II - From 2:30-5:00 am.
The ultimate in ass-kicking drinks, a 70-30 mixture of Vodka and Red Bull.
Shocks you like Siberian tiger, and keeps you awake like leader of gulag.
Damn, how the hell did you stay awake for 4 weeks straight man?
Easy, I made myself a Soviet Rush Hour!
A polite and less harsh way of saying, “this is not the time to be silly.”
And/Or: “you are acting inappropriately.”
Jason gossiped and laughed in class while another student was doing a presentation. The teacher reprimanded Jason, telling him “This is not the hour for silly geese”
“Quiet down and pay attention.”
24 hours to cry starts at 12:00am April 14th. You have all day until 11:59pm to cry about anything and everything. April 15th, we resume life and have nothing to cry about..hopefully.
Mom: Why have you been crying all day?
Me: It’s 24 hours to cry today and I’m just gonna get everything out that I need to get out.
Named after Interstate 270, a highway that forms a 55 mile loop around the city of Columbus, Ohio, a 270 Power Hour consists of a group of friends driving around the entire interstate and taking a shot of alcohol each time an exit is passed. Be careful, there's 28 exits. Drive at 55 mph to achieve victory in exactly one hour.
I took Lisa out for a 270 Power Hour date; let's just say it worked in my favor.