Oppenheimer

The guy who headed the project that created the world's first nuclear weapon. He is known as "the father of the atomic bomb", and is famous for heralding the beginning of the atomic age with a quote from the Bhagavad Gita: "Now, I am become death, the destroyer of worlds."

When a mentally unstable leftist woman makes you read The Bhagavad Gita, as she inserts you into her.

A fantastic indie pop/electronica band from Belfast made up of two of the coolest guys ever: Shaun Robinson (lead vocals/drums) and Rocky O'Reilly (guitar (left handed, to further add to his awesomeness), synth, and backup vocals). They made their big US breakthrough when touring with They Might Be Giants. They rock hardcore, so check them out.

Not to be confused with an epic gamer moment.
It is a moment of realisation of how bad of a person you are after killing literally billions of NPCs and/or committing other unbelievable atrocities in videogames.
This expression is actually referencing a famous quote of J.Robert Oppenheimer, one of the father's of US nuclear program. While describing his feelings from witnessing the first explosion of an atomic bomb, he said:

"We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita. Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says, “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” I suppose we all thought that one way or another".

gosh this be giving me goosebumps every f-ing time.

A delightfully perplexing cosmic conundrum paying homage to the renowned physicist J. Robert Oppenheimer and his pivotal role in the development of the first nuclear bomb. This whimsical phenomenon embodies the essence of quantum absurdity, where one's taste buds are suspended in a state of delectable uncertainty. Picture this: sinking your teeth into a freshly baked chocolate chip cookie while simultaneously stubbing your toe on an oblivious coffee table. In that fleeting moment, the universe playfully merges the blissful sweetness of the cookie with the agonizing pain of the stubbed toe, leaving you to ponder the paradoxical wonders of Schrodinger's Oppenheimer. It's a hilariously explosive collision of culinary and physical sensations, a true testament to the peculiar twists and turns of existence. Only those with a knack for cosmic mishaps can fully appreciate the quantum flavors and toe-tapping oddities of this deliciously absurd phenomenon.

In other words, when she bites yo dick and it makes ya feel good.

A village with a very weird name. Most likely a cult but we’ll never know due to the fact residents there partake in the annual Cousin-Dick Sucking Competition that takes place once a year and Up The Ass Day, where you can stick just about anything up there.

An individual known for having large tittays && raging parties for the fab.