Noun: A plan saved for the worst case scenario, or a backup plan.
According to Sarge from the popular web series Red Vs. Blue, what a shotgun to the face could be considered.
Griff: "And if the plan doesn't work?"
Sarge: "I've got a contingency plan."
Griff: "A shotgun to the face is not a contingency plan. I keep telling you that."
Sarge: "Of course it is! Just look how well it works for insubordination!"
(N.) The state of being such a hardcore Republican/Conservative that one is at the G.O.P's complete bidding, whether or not they truly support the belief in question, as well as supporting/defending even the stupidest beliefs/statements of Conservative politicians.
Derived from the "Grand Old Party" (popularly shortened to G.O.P) and the term "pussy-whipped" (shortened to PW)
Person 1: "(Insert Conservative politician here) is right! Down with Obamerica! (Insert heavily Conservative statements here)"
Person 2: "Wow, (insert Person 1's name here) is totally G.O.P.W."
NOUN: A condition characterized by lack of the ability to sleep for prolonged periods of time, or otherwise extremely restless sleep. Often, insomniacs have trouble either falling asleep, staying asleep, or having a prolonged sleep cycle. If you're extremely unlucky, a combination of two or even all three of these characteristics can be present. Many (but not all) insomniacs tend to have underlying mental or emotional disorders that cause (or at least contribute to) the lack of sleep associated with insomnia.
Also, a pretty damn decent Stephen King novel, if you're into long reads.
Insomnia is the reason I'm writing this after 45 straight hours without sleep.
INSOMNIA (novel), however, is the reason I stopped reading books before bed.
Literally, "Jacking Off (like a) Monkey, Bitch!" Syndrome. First depicted on the youtube video 'Divine Powers" by Makemebad35, aka Damian; caused, as can be inferred, by jacking off so often and/or vigorously that you develop arthritis-type symptoms, usually in the arms and hands, causing you to fail at eating Frosted Flakes. Can only be cured by a clearly insane man pretending to be a "faith healer" slamming the affected wrists onto a table and yelling religious outbursts directed towards the "possessed" appendages.
Victim: "I failed at eating Frosted Fakes!"
Fake Healer: "Well son, it sounds like you got JOMB Syndrome!"
Victim: "JO, what?"
Fake Healer: "Jacking off like a monkey, bitch-a!"
The Internet browsing equivalent of a dried-up phallus rotting at the bottom of a well full of century-old semen and piss.
Internet User 1: "Do you use Internet Explorer?"
Internet user 2: "Do I look like a bag of used tampons to you?"
Internet User 1: "Uh.. no...?"
Internet User 2: "There's you're answer. Now get back on your knees, I still have 20 more minutes."
#browser#internet#chrome#aol#netscape#opera#firefox#safari#oh dear god don't use it