Person 1: This guy is targeting me specifically.
Person 2: Leave the game then.
Person 1: Well fuck me with a sack o' potatoes.
Person 2: Leave the game then.
Person 1: Well fuck me with a sack o' potatoes.
by Astertious June 8, 2024

Jewish gay faggot that doesnt know how to think he likes to fuck six graders and love sucking then ooffff
by FroZenLoVerr March 4, 2019

A: *bragging about how he yelled at his teacher in front of people and thinking he looked cool*
B: Well done, Hardy!
B: Well done, Hardy!
by lexleen February 7, 2020

Alberto had been going at it for two days straight. He came home to get a quick bite before he met his friends before his gig on the night shift. As he was savoring the mac n cheese bites on his sofa he closed his eyes and awoke almost two hours later to a flurry of texts and missed calls. He giggled to himself in a restful manner, "well, that nappened..."
by von groovy September 11, 2024

Mom: Lester stop interrupting, it's rude.
Son: what's wrong with it? You don't have anything meaningful to say to people of our generation.
Mom: I don't like this new medicine you digest so well lately. improve your vocabulary and speak to me comme du monde.
Son: what's wrong with it? You don't have anything meaningful to say to people of our generation.
Mom: I don't like this new medicine you digest so well lately. improve your vocabulary and speak to me comme du monde.
by Sexydimma May 27, 2021

Bernice came flouncing into the room - her well anchored rack perky but uncharacteristically subdued.
by Bryce Bernard July 6, 2018

A small town in Colorado 30 miles from the Kansas Border. A place where you have to mind your P's and Q's because lots of people don't want to make friends here and don't trust outsiders. There are lots of drugs and corruption but the Sheriff doesn't care because he doesn't get paid to work here. Also, if you choose to do business, there are some who will think nothing of cheating you out of your own britches. so DO YOUR HOMEWORK FIRST.
Susan: We were on our way to the Kansas border when we stopped through a town where nobody smiled, and everybody scowled or tried to kill our hope with pitchforks.
Betty: That must be Cheyenne Wells!
Betty: That must be Cheyenne Wells!
by ToughShit June 2, 2016
