can i lick your pussy

Licking a girls Virgina

Can i lick your pussy

by ROOMAN June 2, 2023

I love you more

When Michael has an abundance of more love for Kierstynn than Kierstynn has for Michael

Shut up I love you more nerd

by Crocklover69 January 18, 2022

One day, I am gonna grow wings

Originating from the song “Let Down” by Radiohead, this phrase can be interpreted in different ways. In mid-May of 2025, the phrase went viral due to its various interpretations. Some say it can represent death, while others say it represents freedom. It could also mean finally being happy, or finally growing. It all depends on what you think/interpret it.

Radiohead: “One day, I am gonna grow wings, a chemical reaction: hysterical and useless…”

by httpslies June 29, 2025

i know you know we know

If the world is ending youll come over r?

I know you know we know weren't meant for each and its fine

by Unknown,just because. September 12, 2020

I got your boy hanging

When someone calls a grown man, a boy or son. No matter if it’s slang in a friendly way, you respond with I got your your boy or son hanging. (Meaning your Dick hanging). The term is used to make sure that person never makes the mistake of calling you son or a boy again.

Ex 1. Person 1 - What’s up my Boy?

Person 2 - I got your boy hanging!!!!

Ex 2. Person 1 - Whats up my son?

Person 2 - I got your son hanging!!!!

by CDay1215 September 6, 2023

.9.I Am Horny, Shy, Trouble Paying Attention Whilst Garnering Anxiety.9.

.9.I Am Horny, Shy, Trouble Paying Attention Whilst Garnering Anxiety.9.

.9.I Am Horny, Shy, Trouble Paying Attention Whilst Garnering Anxiety.9.

by .6.9.7.6.ArimorylulA.8.3.0.5. July 26, 2025

All I want for Christmas is you

A Christmas song by Mariah Carey that does not stop playing from the 1st of November to the 1st of January. A retail worker's nightmare. Still an amazing song though. Definitely enjoyable. 10/10

"Hey Jeffery! Hows work been lately?"
"I work in retail.. The sheer number of times I've given ear to 'All I Want For Christmas Is You' is without a singular doubt unbearably painful, it assuredly gradually decays my shriveled up shell of a brain bit by bit until it draw breath no more. Each moment it plays I suffer immensely, when will my soul be set free alas? When will it end. When will it end. When will it end. This seldom a foolery. I beg for mercy, dear lord, extricate my being from this suffering. No longer can I undertake this unfeasible task."
"Oh.. uhm.. I got to go!"

by Unknown Cinnamon November 18, 2023