The area located deep between the fluffy, buttery, back-biscuits, that someone wants to put something in, either because they are angry with you or very much love you, depending on the circumstances.
When happy and hopeful: May I please park my fleshy-torpedo in your brown starfish garage, “where the sun doesn’t shine?”
When angry with someone: if you keep doing that, I’m going to put a 2 L bottle “where the sun doesn’t shine!”
When angry with someone: if you keep doing that, I’m going to put a 2 L bottle “where the sun doesn’t shine!”
by Gomer Kyle August 28, 2023
by monero December 7, 2021
Where's the lamb sauce...where
by sem pie ?? March 26, 2021
by greenseqquoiaocean August 29, 2021
A very risky game that only few are brave enough to play. You start with a condom on. Then during sex you pull it off like David Copperfield and slam it back in without saying a word.
I was smashing that ho from behind and slipped that rubber off. Then after I cummed she was like “Where’s the condom?” I promptly snapped her butthole with it.
by Travis Castle April 21, 2018
If locating the next Hitler was anything like Where's Waldo, would anybody be suprised that he turned out to be Russian? Hitler also didn't have a potential Communist ally like China nearby though, and it isn't a great time for another World War, especially not one of a magnitude that has never been seen before. The United States just got out of a war, but it seems like they're in a hurry to get in another one, it's almost boring us to death not to be be fucking with somebody like the world police.
Where's Hitler? might not have as "happy" of an ending as World War 2, if the United States is realistic about it.
by The Original Agahnim January 26, 2022