When you, with out realizing it, think about memories. They maybe good or bad. When using it in a sentence, use it as you were talking about a town or city.
Hello? Hello? ( your talking to your friend)
Oh! Sorry! I just was on my way back from Flash Back Town!
Oh! Sorry! I just was on my way back from Flash Back Town!
by coolio123forrealtho?? October 5, 2020
Get the flash back townmug. A special safety area in jail for mental health. When you act crazy in jail, they give you a paper gown instead of the jail uniform so you can’t hurt yourself and they put you in a special area (usually isolated) until the psychotic episode subsides.
by K666C March 15, 2022
Get the paper gown townmug. Also known as PTP, defines female who will drink and fight with men, but will take them to their room and fuck their brains out right afterwards. PTPs will often exert manly traits, but live in denial about their true sexuality. PTPs are generally nasty colleagues who everybody fucks to get back at their wives
Man, you better get your junk checked after you fucked Pound Town Paula. Last time i fucked PTP I got the clap
by Retsub March 9, 2018
Get the pound town paulamug. A place where carpets go when they have too
much "piddle" on them and are burned in a huge bon fire which the place "stanks" of
dirty piddle!
much "piddle" on them and are burned in a huge bon fire which the place "stanks" of
dirty piddle!
"oh, rodeny piddle stank towns are the worst"
"I know what you mean elizabeth piddle stank town are worse than chicken coops!"
"I know what you mean elizabeth piddle stank town are worse than chicken coops!"
by Friesn'Burger April 4, 2009
Get the piddle stank townmug. This phrase was first used in the 21st century over a digital medium. It simply is how cool kids say “hit the town” or “see you around town”
by Utbooty August 24, 2018
Get the See you on the townmug. by CaptainSivDad January 19, 2021
Get the Drive-Thru Townmug. Better stop dreaming of the quiet life, 'cause it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for the runaway bus 'cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
This town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
In a town called malice, yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, oh
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice, ooh yeah
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah
And quit running for the runaway bus 'cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
This town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
In a town called malice, yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, oh
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice, ooh yeah
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah
The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round, oh
Playground kids and creaking swings
Lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will
But I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, ooh yeah
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round, oh
Playground kids and creaking swings
Lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will
But I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, ooh yeah
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker May 14, 2021
Get the Town Called Malicemug.