As a defensive move in the early 1960’s, multiple parishes in Louisiana passed ordinances to create a loop-hole to legitimize prostitution, providing that some measure of proof could be supplied that any acts were both mutual and reciprocated. The loop-hole rested on the common practice of Cajuns to leverage their affection for the taste of Hooker Pussy as a means to avoid cash tips for prostitutes. However, not all Cajun men would honor this “swamp brother” courtesy due to cheapness or out of sibling rivalry. As a result, hosts for prostitution parties would commonly serve Shrimp with their Hookers as a means to both mask the breath of their patrons as well as provide fiduciary evidence that a patron “may” have reciprocated, thus legitimizing any act or exchange. As a result, parties where Hookers and Shrimp are presented are commonly referred to as a Louisiana Ho-Down.
Boudreaux: “What say you tell that peace offer that makes him let you go after your brother’s Louisiana Ho-Down?”
Thibodeaux: “I say ‘my sisters a damn lier!!! Smell my breath’, he did and I’s gone frog jiggin.”
Cookiedeaux: “You call me a lier one more time and you’re gonna find your nads redder than a crawfish up a racoon’s ass !!”
|2.||University of Florida|
An public university located in Gainesville, Florida touted as one of the best universities of the south. However, the arrogant students of this university exagerate this status as the ivy league school of the south. Unfortunately, these students are delusional because their school will never be of the same academic caliber as Duke,Vanderbilt,
Emory, Georgia Tech,Tulane,Wake Forest,College of William and Mary, Johns Hopkins,University of Virginia UNC-Chapel Hill, etc.
UF: I'm proud that I go to UF; it's the ivy league school of the south.
Random Kid: I think you need a breath of fresh air; so please take your head out your ass.
King/or Queen of Karma
Person who can call them like they see them
Person can call you out on your well deserved justice or comupance
Brother goes and hits his sister in the back of the head.
She screams, "OW!" Then chases after him as he runs away.
He slips on a bannana peel as he tries to make a get away and falls flat on his butt getting the breath knocked out of him.
Then his sister comes up and smirks saying, "Karma."
Brother replies sarcastically, "What are you, the karma duke?"
halitosis, especially if severe (a comparison to the rotting jungle floor)
He always has really bad jungle mouth.
Greatest hip-hop lyricist and greatest flow of all times.Look at his brilliant lyrics
(Hello? Aw shit, nigga. What the fuck time is it, man?
Oh god damn. Nigga do you know what time it is?
Aw shit, what the fuck's goin' on? You alright?
Aw, nigga what the fuck is wrong wit you?)
When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
God will probably have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion
She don't even love me like she did when I was younger
Suckin' on her chest just to stop my fuckin' hunger
I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My babies' mothers 8 months, her little sister's 2
Who's to blame for both of them (naw nigga, not you)
I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit
Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit
And squeeze, until the bed's, completely red
I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddah head
The stress is buildin' up, I can't,
I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind
I want to leave, I swear to God...
north carolina...home to RJR tobacco, Krispy Kreme, beautiful beaches, gorgeous mountains. the state is not full of southern rednecks as is thought by plenty of yankee's. also home to 4 great ACC college teams: Wake Forest, UNC, NC State, and Duke. either you hate UNC and love duke or vice versa. ACC is life around here, North carolinian's live and breath basketball. michael jordan is also from the lovely town of Greensboro and he played ball for UNC.
north carolina, home of tobacco, cheerwine, mountain dew, pepsi, and krispy kreme
"Step in to the party, it's me
God Almighty, Ghost still holdin that shotty
Dustin Alize', three-quarter Timbs
Terry-cloth robes, crisp hundreds in the envelope
Duke it on the globe, thank God for my Wallabee shoes
They done saved me, up three-nothin and Salt Lake City
Burgundy minks, whips with sinks in em
Brocolli blown, illa disease breath, elephant skin
Meet the black Boy George, dusted on my honeymoon
Bitch like my wife, she popped my Ghostface balloon
Bitches think that I'm Dominican, slap-hash Indian
Milk on my mustache, drop to my chiny-chin
Dive into dangerous parts, buildin with thirsty mammals
White man scream, "Swim Starks sharks!"" - Stroke of Death, a song on Supreme Clientele