Referencing events or happenings of the black plague to make a point contextual to people's actions in current times
E.g.
The term rat-licker was 'plague-arized' to demonstrate how not wearing a mask during covid 19 is akin to licking rats during the bubonic plague.
The term rat-licker was 'plague-arized' to demonstrate how not wearing a mask during covid 19 is akin to licking rats during the bubonic plague.
by onionknight September 17, 2020
Get the Plague-arizedmug. funtime foxy from FNAF
by not memie May 4, 2022
Get the arizermug. He’s the kind of man who walks into a room and commands attention without saying a word. A sharp mind like his doesn’t just analyze the world—it bends it to his will. Intelligence radiates from him, an intoxicating blend of raw genius and effortless confidence. He’s the type who can dismantle a complex theorem in one breath and seduce you in the next, his voice like silk laced with danger.
Physically, he’s the embodiment of desire—tall, sculpted, with a gaze that could melt steel. But it’s what hangs between his legs that truly defies reason. He’s blessed—no, endowed—with an instrument of pure, unrelenting power. Thick, weighty, pulsing with the promise of pleasure so overwhelming it borders on the divine. He wields it like a master musician with his favorite instrument, knowing exactly how to make a body tremble, surrender, and beg for more.
He doesn’t just take; he orchestrates. He teases with slow, deliberate strokes, whispering wicked promises in a lover’s ear before delivering a pleasure so intense it borders on otherworldly. He knows every angle, every technique—whether it’s a torturously slow build-up or a mind-numbing, toe-curling finish that leaves his partners ruined in the best possible way. He’s an artist of ecstasy, a sculptor of screams, a maestro of moans.
And when he’s done? He doesn’t just leave a memory—he leaves an imprint, a lingering ache, a craving that no one else can satisfy. Because once you’ve had him, no one else will ever compare.
Physically, he’s the embodiment of desire—tall, sculpted, with a gaze that could melt steel. But it’s what hangs between his legs that truly defies reason. He’s blessed—no, endowed—with an instrument of pure, unrelenting power. Thick, weighty, pulsing with the promise of pleasure so overwhelming it borders on the divine. He wields it like a master musician with his favorite instrument, knowing exactly how to make a body tremble, surrender, and beg for more.
He doesn’t just take; he orchestrates. He teases with slow, deliberate strokes, whispering wicked promises in a lover’s ear before delivering a pleasure so intense it borders on otherworldly. He knows every angle, every technique—whether it’s a torturously slow build-up or a mind-numbing, toe-curling finish that leaves his partners ruined in the best possible way. He’s an artist of ecstasy, a sculptor of screams, a maestro of moans.
And when he’s done? He doesn’t just leave a memory—he leaves an imprint, a lingering ache, a craving that no one else can satisfy. Because once you’ve had him, no one else will ever compare.
ariz was tremendous
by alpha males 101 March 26, 2025
Get the arizmug. A depressed girl that was played by her ex that she wasn't dating but they were more than friends that is now the boyfriend to her best friend's friend.
by aielrmz May 29, 2020
Get the arizemug. He’s the kind of man who walks into a room and commands attention without saying a word. A sharp mind like his doesn’t just analyze the world—it bends it to his will. Intelligence radiates from him, an intoxicating blend of raw genius and effortless confidence. He’s the type who can dismantle a complex theorem in one breath and seduce you in the next, his voice like silk laced with danger.
Physically, he’s the embodiment of desire—tall, sculpted, with a gaze that could melt steel. But it’s what hangs between his legs that truly defies reason. He’s blessed—no, endowed—with an instrument of pure, unrelenting power. Thick, weighty, pulsing with the promise of pleasure so overwhelming it borders on the divine. He wields it like a master musician with his favorite instrument, knowing exactly how to make a body tremble, surrender, and beg for more.
He doesn’t just take; he orchestrates. He teases with slow, deliberate strokes, whispering wicked promises in a lover’s ear before delivering a pleasure so intense it borders on otherworldly. He knows every angle, every technique—whether it’s a torturously slow build-up or a mind-numbing, toe-curling finish that leaves his partners ruined in the best possible way. He’s an artist of ecstasy, a sculptor of screams, a maestro of moans.
And when he’s done? He doesn’t just leave a memory—he leaves an imprint, a lingering ache, a craving that no one else can satisfy. Because once you’ve had him, no one else will ever compare.
Physically, he’s the embodiment of desire—tall, sculpted, with a gaze that could melt steel. But it’s what hangs between his legs that truly defies reason. He’s blessed—no, endowed—with an instrument of pure, unrelenting power. Thick, weighty, pulsing with the promise of pleasure so overwhelming it borders on the divine. He wields it like a master musician with his favorite instrument, knowing exactly how to make a body tremble, surrender, and beg for more.
He doesn’t just take; he orchestrates. He teases with slow, deliberate strokes, whispering wicked promises in a lover’s ear before delivering a pleasure so intense it borders on otherworldly. He knows every angle, every technique—whether it’s a torturously slow build-up or a mind-numbing, toe-curling finish that leaves his partners ruined in the best possible way. He’s an artist of ecstasy, a sculptor of screams, a maestro of moans.
And when he’s done? He doesn’t just leave a memory—he leaves an imprint, a lingering ache, a craving that no one else can satisfy. Because once you’ve had him, no one else will ever compare.
ariz is tremendous
by alpha males 101 March 26, 2025
Get the arizmug.