A square of 5 by 5 blocks in downtown Toronto, bordered on the west by china town, east by the 'fruit basket', south by the lakeshore, and ends in the north leading into hicksville suburbia. The 5 by 5 is a place populated by a colourful circus of extreme rejects and freaks from all walks of life and if there is anything at all happening it will be happening in the 5 by 5.
If you want to see what's on in Toronto, go to the 5 by 5, if you hit china town turn around, but if you're seeing a whole lot of transvestites and men holding hands, you've gone too far.
When you find yourself at one of those conceptual art exhibition but you're not sure what to make of said art, and you don't want to look like and idiot in front of the artist, you just say, mmm, it speaks to me.
Wow, the juxtaposition of the lava lamps and the life-sized styrofoam hippos is really captivating. Plus I love what the artist did with the texture of the non-toxic glue starbusts. Mmm, it speaks to me.
When you continue to lose weight mysteriously like a cancer patient, despite eating like a pig, and working out seldom or never.
Cate: You've lost weight. Are you on some kind of diet.
Natalie: I'm on a steady diet of pizza, cheetos, and peanutbutter.
Cate: You must be working out?
Natalie: Yeah, I do try to alternate between holding my cigarette in the right and left.
Cate: Whatever, the tapeworm diet looks good on you.
Natatlie: There's something wrong with me. I'm scared.
The increasing tendency for the online community to embrace the degenerative tendencies of human anti-socialization.
Example of online degeneration syndrome:
My definition of kitten telekinesis got reject in under 2 hours, however my definition outlining an angsty rant about internet voyeur inorgasmia was published in the same 2 hours.
Babies that are the result of union between a black and a white person because black + white = gray.
My parents expressly explained to me why it would be socially-economically complicated to bring home a gray baby and in the process forbid me from hiring any more homeless schizos to work for their private company.
It's what you call it when, you're family finds you, takes you home from the cult, and deprograms you, then the cult finds you again, takes you back from your family, and has to go through the process of brainwashing you all over again.
Father Sirius: Good news, children, we have located Sally, and she still would love to be with us all when the great ship comes to take us to the Mecca of the stars, unfortunately her family don't believe in our destiny, so I need you to go to her house and bring her back to us.
Sister R5G331D: First reprograming Sally, then saltine, crackers and space milk. It's the greatest day ever!
The incredibly sexy man-whore, responsible for the arbitrarily pitched backing vocals for AFI.
Person 1: *shouts over noise of speaker* AFI's vocals seem very consistent, today.
Person 2: Oh, that's because Greg Kriesel's off screwing groupies.