They are usually found huddled around a coffee table with a top made of glass cutting lines or dbsls with razor blades, credits cards or driver's licenses.
I could tell from the sniffling when I walked in the door that this party had already started for the cokeheads.
An epiphany, achieved solely through the insufflation/injection/absorption through any route of cocaine hydrochloride/any form of it, which is so potent it almost silences all other pre-existing prepositions in one's brain.
A: Everything flows, nothing stays the same. You can't step in the same river twice.
B: That is a cokeism, my friend. True. I know nothing else.
The panic that sets in when strangers meet in a passage or aisle not allowing 2 metres social distancingroom.
You should’ve seen those pensioners doing the Pandemic Pokey-Cokey in the corner store confectionary aisle. They were moving quicker than cats chasing lasers.
1. When one pulls an elastic choker and releases it, causing the choker to “snap” onto the wearer’s neck
2. Also known as “Break My Collar”, Snap My Choker refers to an erotic subgenre where a man would attempt to break one’s choker necklace by aggresive oral sex. The bulge from the wearer’s throat will cause the a high tension force on the choker, thus causing it to break/snap.
1. Pull on my collar. Don’t be shy. Snap My Coker.
2. I want you to Snap My Choker. Destroy my throat with that huge dick of yours~!