Losing an enormous amount of personal property to the point where someone cannot even take items with him/her out to a club because it is excessively clear that he/she will lose them.

Shortform for Player 2. Traditionally, the second player in a video game (e.g. the Super Nintendo supports two controllers; Player 1 and Player 2).

Older generation video games did not support text for Player 1 or 2. It was shortened to P1 and P2. Today, games support multiple players either off-line or on-line; making the word obsolete.

For the geekier/nerdier audience today, p2 can be used romantically as a substitute for Valentine in the phrase, "Will you be my Valentine?" It is cliched that this audience will often spend their Valentine's Day playing games by themselves as Player 1. Consequently, they will invite the boy/girl of their dreams to join them as Player 2, happily playing the game together.

Another way of saying "farts." When pronounced in Spanish, it sounds the same as "pedos," which is the plural of fart in Spanish.

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He wondered if Christ Consciousness would charge a cancellation fee
Auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Hello, welcome, why don't you take a seat?
Get comfortable, relax, take a second if you need to
Now what's bothering you? Well, why don't we start at the beginning
Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence?
Did you have xenon orchid sinews spilling down the outer center of your
Blooming Escher/Mandelbrot head?
And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven-knuckle thumbs
Did you get along well with the Gideon Bugler pineal glands?
Your projector eyes casting sci-fi's on your STR'd strands?
Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under Bacchus' bloody nose
Did Namibian Himbas tie-dye you, your ears pierced with a Phineas Gage flagpole
Did you die before your day?
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My hope is to assess through my objective report of
Your subjective conjecture
Whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this
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Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea?

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