Wof: Bro... is that Letty?
Sly: Yeah man. She’s got a wire hanger on her head again.
Wof: Why does she look like a busted satellite dish?
Sly: She's doing it for Filthy again.
Wof: Filthy’s the one who keeps a Ziploc full of iher used panties under his pillow, right?
Sly: He calls it “the scent library.”
Wof: Jesus. Letty’s a saint for putting up with that crusty goblin.
Sly: A hot saint. I’d sniff her laundry like a Dyson.
Wof: You are a Dyson. A dirty, desperate Dyson.
Sly: Shut up and hand me the Febreze. I’m going in.
Sly: Yeah man. She’s got a wire hanger on her head again.
Wof: Why does she look like a busted satellite dish?
Sly: She's doing it for Filthy again.
Wof: Filthy’s the one who keeps a Ziploc full of iher used panties under his pillow, right?
Sly: He calls it “the scent library.”
Wof: Jesus. Letty’s a saint for putting up with that crusty goblin.
Sly: A hot saint. I’d sniff her laundry like a Dyson.
Wof: You are a Dyson. A dirty, desperate Dyson.
Sly: Shut up and hand me the Febreze. I’m going in.
by Filthy! June 24, 2025
Our friend Sly brought a portable bidet to a tailgate party, said he only drinks Capri Sun out of wine glasses, and told everyone he installed mood lighting in his bathroom “to enhance the pee-sitting experience.”
those fuckin wofs, can't take them anywhere.
those fuckin wofs, can't take them anywhere.
by Filthy! June 20, 2025
Sure! Here’s a wild and ridiculous example sentence for the Urban Dictionary entry for "sly":
Filthy: "Why does it smell like Molson and shame in here?"
Wof: "Sly was here with your sisters panties. He said he was ‘paying tribute to the great Canadian wilderness.’"
Filthy: *sighs* “Goddammit, Sly. You absolute moose-fucker.”
Filthy: "Why does it smell like Molson and shame in here?"
Wof: "Sly was here with your sisters panties. He said he was ‘paying tribute to the great Canadian wilderness.’"
Filthy: *sighs* “Goddammit, Sly. You absolute moose-fucker.”
by Filthy! June 23, 2025