Noun. A Nigerian name meaning "Very Funny".

A Handsome Nigerian man who you'll always catch making people laugh. Dark hair colour and Chocolate skin colour. He'll laugh with you at anything. He's creatively talented and Comic. If you come across a Mosman, don't let him go because Mosman is a hard name to find and it would be of your great loss. He's a man that understands more about people and doesn't discriminate. You can trust him with your deepest secrets and feel free to come around him and catch fun.

The centre of Sydney. The only place in Australia that matters. It is basically a kingdom. Anybody who matters lives in Mosman.

Mothers in the Mosman suburb in the North Shore of Sydney who wear Lululemon and drive BMW’s.

n. A licensed premises located above the Mosman Rowing Club, in the affluent northern suburb of Mosman in Sydney, Australia. It is a famous 'pick-up' joint frequented by divorced females aged over 45. The women patrons are usually over-weight, well-worn (ugly and used-up), have dyed blond hair and wear inappropriately tight fitting clothing (borrowed from their 24 year old daughter's wardrobe). The male patrons are all baby boomer types over 50 years old, sporting a grey moustache (or other grey facial hair) and have a massive 'beer-gut' (fat stomachs). These sad creatures usually consume large amounts of alcohol before leaving with someone they have never met for a 5 minute session of 'grey-sex'.

When someone from an affluent family uses a lobster or other large, cylindrical crustacean as a male masturbation aid, similar to a flesh light.

the school that Hazbear ramen attends and tortures all his surrounding classmates with his nonstop anime talk and his professional Japanese speaking ability (he learnt it for the "culture")

A wild school in a rich suburb in sydney where the norm is hearing about drugs and which year 7 has their weekly new boyfriend. Full of many eshays and the bathrooms constantly smell like smoke. The canteen food is shit just like the personality of many of the kids. There is a lot of actually good people but they’re most likely on some sort of drug. About half the kids have dyed hair and champion hoodies cuz they think they’re cool. Basically a shit house but all round an alright school.

In an affluent neighborhood within Mosman, you'll find a high school. The restroom facilities there are very un-maintained in D block. It seems like the seventh graders switch their romantic interests almost as often as they swap out pads. Furthermore, a significant majority of the student body has taken up vaping, resulting in a rather unusual aroma in many of the school's bathrooms. The teachers are mostly old and crusty, the school's teaching staff is, for the most part, comprised of elderly instructors who have overstayed their welcome in the education system. These educators, whose prime days are long behind them, bring a sense of staleness to the institution that permeates through their classrooms. The basketball kids scream and the 7th grade boys have 3 braincells combined, there exists the curious phenomenon of the seventh-grade boys, who collectively appear to possess a mere trifling sum of intellectual capacity—three meager brain cells, if one were to be charitable in their estimation. As one ventures into the canteen, their culinary expectations are quickly dashed, mirroring the rather uninspiring personalities of a significant portion of the student body. The fare on offer hardly qualifies as gourmet, paralleling the lackluster demeanor of many of the students who frequent it.

a rich kid school in a rich kid suburb where wannabe eshays, vapers and entitled kids live. the bathrooms stink like shit and smoke bc of all the druggies and wannabe cool kids. the year 8s live in the bathrooms and just vape the whole time pretty much killing themselves whilst looking like spiders with theyre fake lashes. a bunch of pussies whos favourite thing to say is 'allan border 4pm' knowing damn well they cant fight for shit. teachers are rotting away and mrs wyatt and her gay best friend mrs longely love to dresscode the girls. pretty much the worst school in terms of ppl. the year 7s r annoying as fuck and walk around like they own the place with their white fox hoodies and strap bags. the entire school shares one collective braincell.