When you rack up a line of cocaine on your erect cock and a girl snorts it up then places that hard cock in her mouth.
by Boosty February 24, 2021
The line of strippers hitting you up for money after they get done their stage set. Sometimes they go around the room 2 or three times, you'll swear they were triplets.
by TV Eye August 24, 2021
“Ay when’s the paper train coming? “
“Soon tony, my uncles driving it. He’s the best paper train driver i’ve ever met..He won’t let us down.”
“Soon tony, my uncles driving it. He’s the best paper train driver i’ve ever met..He won’t let us down.”
by dugwit May 28, 2020
The state of being where you are in all senses of the word, a pack mule. Generally, and LIT cleans toilets, throw up, and sets any form of dining hall. An LIT knows to run everywhere- even if you're bleeding profusely or can't breathe. (Suck it up!). LITs become very hard workers, very exhausted, and SMELL terrible (nick name: Smellies, SmelLITs). A moddo of the LIT program is "You'll have time to sleep when you're dead." IF you enjoy sleeping, showering, or general good health, don't be an LIT. If you don't like doing what no one else wants to do, don't be an LIT. But if you want to be a great counselor at camp, get ready for LIT.
Counselor 1: "We have a code brown in the toilet."
Counselor 2: "How bad is it?"
Counselor 1: "Gross. I wouldn't go in there if I were you. It's overflowing and everything."
Counselor 2: "Go get the Leader In Training (LIT)."
Counselor 2: "How bad is it?"
Counselor 1: "Gross. I wouldn't go in there if I were you. It's overflowing and everything."
Counselor 2: "Go get the Leader In Training (LIT)."
by Pleasesir,canIhavesomesleep? June 30, 2010
1. A video in which there is a woman with mutiple men taking turns on her during intercourse.
2. A video of an actual train vehicle.
2. A video of an actual train vehicle.
An ancient rite of passage observed in the mountainous regions of Armenia, where "bitch ass pussy men" attempt to transform into "giga gnads" by enduring a series of brutal ball-busting sessions clad in traditional spandex loincloth.
The ritual begins at dawn, with omega males chanting ancient Armenian hymns. A village priestess, known as the "Master of Misery," usually some exasperated waifu in a pair of steel-toed stiletto heels, takes center stage. One by one, the men step forward and brace themselves for the inevitable. The kicks come fast and furious, each one accompanied by a hearty "Welcome to Armenia!" from the crowd. Some men weep. Some men keel over. Some men question every life choice that led them to this moment. But they all endure, because in Armenia, penile hemorrhages are just a sign that you’re keeping it real.
By the end of the day, the mountains echo with the sounds of groans as the men limp back to their villages, all blue-balled and clutching their bruised wangs. The ones who make it through are celebrated as heroes, their swollen testicles a badge of honor. The ones who don’t are gently carried home on their shields, because a real chad come home with your shield, or on it.
This time-honored tradition, though not for the faint-hearted, has been warmly embraced by foot fetishists around the world. It is a testament to the indomitable spirit of manhood, and the unbreakable resilience of the divine scrotum.
The ritual begins at dawn, with omega males chanting ancient Armenian hymns. A village priestess, known as the "Master of Misery," usually some exasperated waifu in a pair of steel-toed stiletto heels, takes center stage. One by one, the men step forward and brace themselves for the inevitable. The kicks come fast and furious, each one accompanied by a hearty "Welcome to Armenia!" from the crowd. Some men weep. Some men keel over. Some men question every life choice that led them to this moment. But they all endure, because in Armenia, penile hemorrhages are just a sign that you’re keeping it real.
By the end of the day, the mountains echo with the sounds of groans as the men limp back to their villages, all blue-balled and clutching their bruised wangs. The ones who make it through are celebrated as heroes, their swollen testicles a badge of honor. The ones who don’t are gently carried home on their shields, because a real chad come home with your shield, or on it.
This time-honored tradition, though not for the faint-hearted, has been warmly embraced by foot fetishists around the world. It is a testament to the indomitable spirit of manhood, and the unbreakable resilience of the divine scrotum.
Grigor got tired of being bossed around by his wife so he secretly signed up for a six-week Talin Testicular Tenacity Training course on Khan Academy.
Alexei was so fucked up by Talin Testicular Tenacity Training that he ended up in the ER.
Alexei was so fucked up by Talin Testicular Tenacity Training that he ended up in the ER.
by ShaolinDropout February 23, 2025
by AnonDoxy December 06, 2023