emporer

one that can not type correctly whilst maintaining a steady speed.

To charge head on without thought or reason against seemingly insurmountable odds and horrors no matter how bleak and dire the situation may appear, and to do so completely at ones own peril while receiving absolutely no personal gain from the action.

In combat this most likely involves giving up a superior tactical firing position for the chance to get up close and use your chain-sword on a 20 f tall monstrosity with a arsenal of fangs seemingly born from the mating of a rototiller and elephant industrial ground beef machine.

Short term unremembered glory for long term pain.

to take a bloody shit in ones mouth

it's how people from Michigan or Minnesota pronounce important. They really can't help it. Someone from Michigan might come up with the lame excuse of it being a 'Michigander thing' Truth is it sounds funny and makes for good comedic relief. It's often always a good idea to ask someone from Michigan to pronounce Important for you or any word for that matter.

A person who enjoys sleeping with very old people

He is the sexiest man on anitok and has been carrying it since his arrival to the platform, whenever he posts his face atleast one or two people with compliment his perfect face. When we compliment him we hope that when he reads it he blushed a bit. Ever since I saw that man on my for you page I couldnt help.but follow even if I hadn't seen his face at the time. I'm glad I did follow because if I hadn't I wouldnt have seen such a perfect face worthy of than reynolds love.

Used to express when many people believe something that is not true. Used also to express something as untrue. See also the expression "the Emperor's new clothes".

Based on Sufi wisdom, Hans Christian Andersen tells the tale in his "The Emperor's New Clothes", the story this expression derives from. In it. there existed an emperor who loved wearing fine clothes and spent all of his people's money on them. He had a different set for each hour and was, without doubt, the finest dressed man in the land.

One day, two swindlers claiming to be weavers entered the Emporer's city and proclaimed they were capable of making the finest, lightest, most magnificent cloth the world has ever seen. So extraordinary was this cloth, it was invisible to anyone who was incompetent or stupid.

Hearing of the weaver's amazing "talent", the foolish Emporer thought he could use such cloth to weed out undesirables in his city. He paid the swindlers an enormous sum & they set out to "create" the clothes; knowing they would only need go through the motions.

The Emperor sent several advisors to guage their progress and all the advisors reported the cloth magnificent, not wanting to appear unworthy for seeing nothing at all; the cloth didn't exist!

Finally the clothes were "finished", the swindlers already having counted the gold and jewels they had received. A procession was arranged to show off the Emporer's new clothes and the entire city gathered in the center to view them. Having been "dressed" by the swinglers, who remarked how wonderful he looked, and how light the cloth appeared on him, he appeared before his people.

The people, having heard of the weaver's abilities and the cloth's fictious properties, were amazed and offered thunderous applause to the now beaming Emperor. None of them were willing to admit that they hadn't seen a thing; for if anyone did, then he was either stupid or unfit for the job he held. Never before had the emperor's clothes been such a success.

While expressing admiration at their Emporer's new "invisible" clothes, a small boy cried out... "But the Emperor has no clothes!"