by clarkiebitch June 26, 2021
by meggo23 October 28, 2009
A phrase which roots are the hebrew language. carries a very rough mephistophelean/ironic fragrance.
It uses as a reply to a dumb/imaginary wish.
One may add it his own 'punch' bolting his uniqueness & individuality and also making the impact much bigger.
It uses as a reply to a dumb/imaginary wish.
One may add it his own 'punch' bolting his uniqueness & individuality and also making the impact much bigger.
Example 1:
David: "Oh simon, wouldnt it be great if we were able to fly?"
Simon: "Yeah...If my grandma had wheels..."
examles of a common expansion:
"If my grandma had wheels, she was a motorcycle".
David: "Oh simon, wouldnt it be great if we were able to fly?"
Simon: "Yeah...If my grandma had wheels..."
examles of a common expansion:
"If my grandma had wheels, she was a motorcycle".
by Omri April 27, 2005
An Arabic term for "Oh my Allah!" It is only used in extreme cases which often call for a jihad of vengeance, hence the ending. Only use this term if willing to risk all to obtain revenge.
by Qi Chow October 25, 2010
N)(PN)(V)ADJ)... A word which can be used to define, describe, label, or give degree to person place, thing, emotion, or action.
Uses HAd Day Kay-ing, Had Dar Kay-ed. So Had Day Kay of you. I feel Had Dar Kay. In exclaimation, HAD KAR KAY!
by Belal, January 06, 2007
An innocent way of asking whether one has experienced the bunching of one's trousers at the crotch, often involving pointing to one's crotch, that is misconstrued by others as profanity.
Person 1: (pointing at bunched up fabric around crotch) "Have you had this?"
Person 2: (looks disgusted) Leave me alone.
Person 2: (looks disgusted) Leave me alone.
by Lois B. June 26, 2007
It was where my mama sat on that old swing with her crochet
It was where granddaddy taught me how to cuss and how to pray
It was where we made our own ice cream, those sultry summer nights
Where the bulldog had her puppies, and us brothers had our fights
There were many nights I'd sit right there and look out at the stars
To the sound of a distant whippoorwill or the hum of a passing car
It was where granddaddy taught me how to cuss and how to pray
It was where we made our own ice cream, those sultry summer nights
Where the bulldog had her puppies, and us brothers had our fights
There were many nights I'd sit right there and look out at the stars
To the sound of a distant whippoorwill or the hum of a passing car
It was where I first got up the nerve to steal me my first kiss
And it was where I learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
We'd still have our problems but we'd all be friends
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch, like we did back then
Purple hulls and pintos, I've shelled more than my share
As lightening bugs and crickets danced in the evening air
And like a beacon that old yellow bulb, it always led me home
Somehow mama always knew just when to leave it on
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
We'd still have our problems but we'd all be friends
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch, like we did back then
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch, like we did back then
And it was where I learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
We'd still have our problems but we'd all be friends
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch, like we did back then
Purple hulls and pintos, I've shelled more than my share
As lightening bugs and crickets danced in the evening air
And like a beacon that old yellow bulb, it always led me home
Somehow mama always knew just when to leave it on
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
We'd still have our problems but we'd all be friends
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch, like we did back then
Treating your neighbor like he's your next of kin
Wouldn't be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch, like we did back then
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker March 22, 2021