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an obscure euphemism for, like, a really fucking critical moment. as in, if someone says "you'll know when" well when you have twenty minutes of oxygen left is prolly a pretty good indication of "when."
"yeah, so when i only had twenty minutes of oxygen left I figured it was pretty clutch and remembered when my future self said "youll know when" and figured it was pretty much when, so i wnt for it."
by thanethedane October 17, 2008
Get the twenty minutes of oxygen left mug.To do something extraordinarily fast or in a noticeably smaller time frame than than the length of time it usually takes.
Originally came from a story where two girls were going to be late for school. They lived about twenty minutes away, but drove so fast, they got to school in eight minutes.
Can be used with the word "under" to add additional speed to the action. This has a similar effect to Over 9000, but should not be confused with it.
Originally came from a story where two girls were going to be late for school. They lived about twenty minutes away, but drove so fast, they got to school in eight minutes.
Can be used with the word "under" to add additional speed to the action. This has a similar effect to Over 9000, but should not be confused with it.
Girl: Awh man, we're gonna be late for class...
Boy: Eight minutes! We can do this!
Wow! She totally finished that Statistics test in under eight minutes!
Boy: Eight minutes! We can do this!
Wow! She totally finished that Statistics test in under eight minutes!
by Sylvannis November 3, 2011
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But we don't need a reason
The Golden Goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
But we don't need a reason
The Golden Goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The blind men shout, "Let the creatures out
We'll show the unbelievers"
Napalm screams of human flames
For a prime time Belsen feast, yeah!
As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you
As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight, all night
We'll show the unbelievers"
Napalm screams of human flames
For a prime time Belsen feast, yeah!
As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you
As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight, all night
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by katehasisses February 4, 2023
Get the Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes mug.the art of going at it after one person announces that time is up in 5 minutes. usually results in heavy petting, nakedness, and possible orgasm by one or both participants.
Ronny attacked Tony's penis once he announced that they had 5 minutes left until they had to get back to work. about 10 minutes later, Tony's fingers were deep inside Ronny as she stroked him to completion.
by Poppy Greg July 24, 2006
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