A place where you go if you are desperate to lose time. A place where you go for experiencing red tape in its supreme form. A place where you go if you want to experience administration as it was handled in the 17th century or earlier.
I have too much timetoday, I guess I'll go to the Italian consulate on Park Avenue.
A place where Romanian people living abroad, go to step on Romanian land. Most of them are looking for an identity, an identity document.
The Romanian consulate in London is a land of great customer services, the only one in the world to have a network of volunteers helping regularly. They have young and smart employees, the best trained security team and the best consuls in the world. Fact!
If you want a taste of Romania, come visit the Romanian consulate!
Wait, you actually can't, unless you have an appointment.
Good luck getting one!
Example 1:
Teen A: What should we do this afternoon?
Teen B: Let’s go stand in a line at the Chinese Consulate.
Teen A: What an exciting and wonderful idea!
Example 2:
I hope the Chinese consulate approves my expensive visa application.
Example 3:
I typed this while standing in a line at the Chinese consulate.
Abbreviation for 'Associate Consultant', some bullshit job title to give younger employees a false sense of hope that their job means something. Commonly found in rural consultancies in St. Ives. Sometimes loaned out sexually to clients to secure deals.
Client: 'The proposal is pretty good, but the quote is too high'
Hobb Knob: 'Have one of my ass. consultants for the night, not the yank though, he's spoiled goods and has an arse like a grapefruit'
Client: 'Deal, we'll sign off in the morning'
The act of measuring the length, girth, circumference, and ejaculatory abilities of ones penis. Often used in foreplay to impress the female.
This is also a standard procedure performed on anyone applying to the Cumpatriot Society of Homies, led by the notorius street gang BC Ballers
D-Shiznit: Woah bro! Did you hear that Miles cockulated himself?
A-Dawg: No, i didnt hear that yet, holmes! What were his cockulations?
D-Shiznit: It turns out that he has a whopping 3 and a half inch penis!
A-Dawg: Brodawg, we should go cockulate ourselves!
D-shiznit: Totes holmes! Il go grab my Cockulator and some Mens Fitness magazines!
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flying everywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.