When one is intoxicated to the point of becoming work for those around them.
Guy 1 "How come you bounced early last night?
Guy 2 "Mark was laborious as fuck last night, tried to jump of a bridge."
Guy 1 "Straight labor party."
The Orange Coast. This stretches from Huntington to Dana Point. In particular, Newport Beach
during the summer is inundated with a Mormon horde, complete with BYU pop-up tents. Meanwhile, any Mormon girl between 18-25 will post a picture on this stretch of beach in a given summer. After all, that one-piece isn’t going to rake in a Marriott School dude if nobody sees it.
(Australian accent) Like the swallows of Capistrano, these Mormons innately return to the Mormon Riviera each year- to bask, attract a mate, tend to their young, and revive their mommy-blogs. The majesty of these creatures.