Something adults tell you to apply for, because supposedly they lie in abundance. Like all other things adults say, it's a lie. Unless you scored a 2200 + on your SATS, spent your free time tutoring children with dyslexia, wrote your college entrance essay on the human genome project and its relation to modern feminism, your chances of getting one are slim.
Parent: "Mike got a full-ride to Baylor. He can't even spell his own name but he's the nations #1 200 meter runner, and has been All-American every since he sprinted out of the birth canal. You see Jake you could get a scholarship too".
Jake:"Fuck off mom you said the same thing about college.
The fakest town in America, everyone here is the same: boring, rich, stuck-up, snobby, and overall asshole. Filled with more posers than an Avril Lavigne concert. People claim to be "ghetto" but never even laid eyes on a black person. The kids have never heard of a thing called "getting a job" so their parents buy everything for them. The town along with Millburn is mostly filled with assholes, dirtbags and japs. And yea there are more jews than Israel here. 3 maybe 4 black people live there. I've taken shits with more personality than anyone in Short Hills. Being poor is considered driving a car under 20K, living in a 2 story house and not being able to afford the latest 100 dollar pair of jeans at abercrombie. The parents spoil their kids like priests prey on little boys...ALOT. The school system is good, yet everyone is a drug addict(when I went there at least.) People usually go in the woods to smoke weed during lunch. The typical attire with a typical dipshit at Millburn High School was this: Stupid yellow striped polo shirt, sandals with socks(who the fuck does that, why wear sandals with socks, that's the whole point of sandals) and $100 jeans. The kids drive nicer cars than the teachers could ever imagine. I remember this one stoner guy in my class, he got into his car high and drove into a building and died. That was the happiest day of my life. It's just...more...
A sequence of related events: first, tricking your grandmother into believing you are a nudist; next, getting her to take her clothes off; next, making her sit indian-style on the front lawn; then, ordering a pizza to be delivered; then, chitchatting with the delivery boy about an arbitrary topic of your choice; and finally, beating the pizza money out of your grandmother with a butcher's cleaver; truly, this is a most perverse sexual fetish
Does this one really need an example? Okay, here goes:
I hate my grandfather. He never leaves the house, and he doesn't own a butcher's cleaver, so Charleybrowning my gram-gram is fucking impossible.
(Slang for hard-on.) 1. A male's most magnificent and majestic display of his virility, when aroused by the sight of a beautiful female or by the thought of sex. 2. The magical transformation of a cock that doubles in size, gets hard as a rock, and stands straight and tall as a soldier at attention. 3. The aroused state of a dick that looks like a huge rocket on a launching pad and feels like a giant stick of dynamite about to explode. 4. Sign to a female who sees or feels it that a male is ready and able to fuck. 5. Opportunity for a guy to show off his magnitude and his potency, when he has one while standing up in front of the class; likely to evoke giggles and blushes from girls, to hide embarrassment at the feelings it arouses.
When she felt my erection as we slow-danced together, she sighed deeply and drew me more tightly to her.
I could feel myself getting an erection as we kissed.
When I saw her standing in her wet bathing suit, I got an erectionso big that my cock stuck out over the top of my trunks. She smiled when she saw it and said, "Looks like somebody's glad to see me!"
A word that means 'good-looking'/'good' female in Arabic.more...
That def was subbed lately, spelled as zayna and I felt them nostalgic love pangs again as that was the name of one fineass gurl I knew back at my University of Jordan days.
Her name was Zina and she studied Eng. Lit. (majored first as an Italian/Mod. Langs student, but changed mind and 'heart' cause Eng. Lit. was my major). She'd stare at me all of the time like I was some kinda god or something! I mean, she was all over me. I never took pity on her, since I was an older guy (32 ffhs!), puffing my ciggie smoke as if I didn't give it!
But, Zina kept staring at me and coming to the lects I was attending setting her diggityass fine bod in front of me, wearing her low-cut tops that she'd keep pulling down fer me to dig/see her coffee-colored bare skin.
The guys at the U were nothing but a pile of goon: telling me how I should 'go take her for a ride!' and how 'easy she's man'! On my dead father's grave, Zina's feet-dirt that's sits between her thimble-tiny toes is worth the lot of them assfucks! Huh!
Then came the moment of truth when we both attended the same lect. and the same freeze-ass attitude on my side continued. Comes the time of firsts, she 'talked' to me asking about "how hard was the 'zam?", Zina mumbled. She also told me something about how she had bet with a girlfriend of hers that she'll 'zabhit' me. Now, 'zabhit' in Aarbic ...
Perhaps the most mentally and physically demanding game out there. Tons of Strategy, Strength and Speed all in one game. Not to be confused with Soccer (Where Upper Body Strength is not required) or Rugby (In which any dumbass can be succesfull)
Players in football are required to memorize 100s of different plays, formations, and rules. Players have been known to lift 400-600 pounds (Incase you don't know that is A LOT) and have been known to run a 4.13 in the 40 (Which is EXTREMELY Fast) with a vertical jump of "43 (Which is AMAZINGLY impressive)
A Day in the Life of a Football Player:more...
"You're an offensive lineman and it's late in the game.
You're mentally tired. Sweat, snot and spit drips off your face as you look down to see your hand still shaking from when you crushed it in the first quarter. There is probably some nerve damage. Your knees ache, your back hurts so bad it's hard to stand up straight. You wince and feel a burning sensation. Your vision is blurred due to a cut on your forehead from your last collision with some alcoholic 6'5" 320lb War-Daddy running a 4.8, benching 500, and cleaning 401 at 17% body fat who has an outstanding warrant for his arrest, beats his girlfriend regularly and just insulted your mom with words you couldn't understand. His only instructions were to "Get to the ball, and be in a bad mood when you get there!!"
Now that just happened two plays ago and when you lined up for the next play you were still dizzy from what could probably be diagnosed as a minor concussion. But this is football and anything with "minor" attached to it just doesn't count. Now in the outside world you would probably miss a week of work and file some insurance claim, but here in your world you've got to suck it up for the next play. You're dizzy, can't get your balance, you barely hear the play, can't see, can't really hear the quarterback because of the 80,000 screaming fans, and then before you know it your man sacks the quarterback, takes off his helmet calls you a bitch while doing a dance.
A city of some kind people & some not,and some amazing sexi chicks & some not.. Hoes 'n sluts! that get pimped smacked,bitch!
also a city of fine smokin hot cars
PORSCHE | LAMBORGHINI | LOTUS | FERRARI
& a huge group of tuners with civic tuned up to 630hp!
and friendly asian people,not the fuck ups one with there "AzN Pr1DE MuH Nigg@S"!....but the people who have pride in there culture
& who cares about housing costs,Pay to play,vancouver is truly free...why?...ah shit,u can smoke weed in the street if ur into that thing,do whatever the hell u want like hitting the clubs & eating at hooters w/ hoes!...well Some arent!..some are smokin hot models..oo yeaa!....
please,no one think vancouvers a bad place w/ shootings and robbings...thats only in the Ghetto Ass Ghetto parts where they Say Kraft dinner is Too Expensive to buy
and for some reason in Vancouver,you Get stop'd more if you have chrome Wheels....like in a caddy ...ah fuck off for that....watch for urself,each time u see a car stop'd or SUV,it has chrome wheels.....For what reason i dont know why.
in vacouver spider ferrari f430,this smokin blonde chick came along but i had to a smack a ho!,get that new trailer trash in the city out muh fuckin face be4 i put the foot up the ass,trying to marry a Playa for her 2nd time
damn,this ferrari is getting tired,let me pick up a orange Murcielago roadster
"oOOo,check out her big titTyZ,nah fuc that,im a rich playaa,fuk that bitch son!" >:D,dont claim'em,just bang'em!,but i dont need that i got enough! & she cant even make my top ten list! look at all my super models!.
me in spider F360: hey its a honda,lets race
civic: hell yeaa...ya okay,line it up like yo bitch on da bed!
me:wat...oh u fucked up now,son
civic: whaha,600 under the hood,cya!!!..let me hit the N20,681hp!
me in shitty 360 spider:ah fuck,he's 8 car lenths ahead,better throw this shit away 'n order that new f430 or an used Enzo.
vancouver rocks,son!...it doesnt take along time to have fun soon as your there
where my hoe's @