by bigtiddylover September 18, 2022
Get the welcome and goodbyemug. It's been a good night at Jimmies, you have scored and after a phat pizza base trip you are both heading back to your place.
Unfortunately you live in moatside (curtasy of Graham 'the wet' towel).
After assuring your pull that you are not trying to mug them in the alleyway and wadeing through the trash of a tipped bin (so romantic) you head to get into your 'room' which is more like a fucking shoebox.
'mind the mould' you say in a sexy voice as you both climb over your pile of laundry as there is nowhere else to put it. You can see the disgust on their face.
Nevertheless you persist and get into it. It's a bit of a squeeze in your hobbit sized bed and thus spend more time falling out onto the sticky floor that hasn't been cleaned (thanks to the uni cutting costs for some new bloody college).
It all ends in an orgasmic climax. Not from you, not from your pull, but instead you room dumps it's load that been building up in the walls on you. Drenching everything in mouldy quagmire.
You pull quickly runs away.
Maybe you'll have more luck in Klute tomorrow. They are known to like it a bit more dirty
Unfortunately you live in moatside (curtasy of Graham 'the wet' towel).
After assuring your pull that you are not trying to mug them in the alleyway and wadeing through the trash of a tipped bin (so romantic) you head to get into your 'room' which is more like a fucking shoebox.
'mind the mould' you say in a sexy voice as you both climb over your pile of laundry as there is nowhere else to put it. You can see the disgust on their face.
Nevertheless you persist and get into it. It's a bit of a squeeze in your hobbit sized bed and thus spend more time falling out onto the sticky floor that hasn't been cleaned (thanks to the uni cutting costs for some new bloody college).
It all ends in an orgasmic climax. Not from you, not from your pull, but instead you room dumps it's load that been building up in the walls on you. Drenching everything in mouldy quagmire.
You pull quickly runs away.
Maybe you'll have more luck in Klute tomorrow. They are known to like it a bit more dirty
by A3457 April 1, 2020
Get the The Moatside welcomemug. Person 1: Bro she actually broke up with me your right
Person 2: WHAT CAN I SAY EXCEPT YOUR WELCOME
Person 1: Are you retarded
Person 2: FOR THE TIDES THE SUN AND THE SKY
Person 2: WHAT CAN I SAY EXCEPT YOUR WELCOME
Person 1: Are you retarded
Person 2: FOR THE TIDES THE SUN AND THE SKY
by Crispy2cookies February 1, 2024
Get the WHAT CAN I SAY EXCEPT YOUR WELCOMEmug. A welcome is something you'll never need from anybody when you're home, in your own neighborhood, especially not from someone that isn't even from your neighborhood.
The outsiders were always the first ones to try to welcome back the guy to his own home and neighborhood for some reason. The people that were also from the neighborhood originally weren't overly curious or interested in what the guy was doing, they also weren't the ones always trying to change the neighborhood, that was mostly outsiders or newcomers doing that. Most people originally from there liked things the way they always had been, without needing them to change.
by The Original Agahnim August 10, 2021
Get the Welcome backmug. by h_isthebestletter24 February 19, 2022
Get the yorkshire welcomemug. Welcome to yesterday: a saying derived from the idea that a statement has been reiterated so many times as to invoke an eye roll from the receiving party
In simple terms, “yea no crap” or “tell me something I dont know”
In simple terms, “yea no crap” or “tell me something I dont know”
*guy #1* Bro, private schools have way too much money! What about public schools?!
*guy #2* welcome to yesterday my guy.
*guy #2* welcome to yesterday my guy.
by ChunkyBeavr April 12, 2023
Get the welcome to yesterdaymug. The humorous knighted-Scottish-actor impersonation that you eye-twinkingly utilize to address your companion(s) when letting them into a building of some kind where the "regular" entrance had been either locked, jammed, or obstructed with objects/debris on the inside, and so you have "gone around" and slipped into said edifice from an alternate door or other opening that you know about from previous visits here, wormed your way forward through the interior of the structure till you eventually reached the front access-point again, cleared away any blockage from the doorway-area, and then finagled/wrestled said door open for easier and less-obtrusive entry by your accompanying humans; this saves their all having to tiringly make extra steps all the way over to the side-entrance, slither through narrow doorways, clamber over obstructions, unnecessarily disturb other present occupants of said building, etc..
Years ago before we had a telephone of our own, my sister and I would occasionally go to make calls at the office of a fellow-low-income-neighbor's service-garage. The only problem was that the shop's French-window-style front door had a broken/loose latch-mechanism, and thus the door was often very balky about opening up from the outside. So to save my slight-figured and not-very-steady-on-her-extra-small-feet sister's having to wobblingly struggle her way into the office by an alternate route, I would merely leave her standing at the front door of the garage while I performed a classic "Welcome to The R-d-d-d-ock!" maneuver --- I'd hurriedly scuttle around back, quietly sidle in at the mechanics'-access door, unobtrusively pick my way through the service-bays where the guys were working and on into the office's rear entrance, forcibly fumble and jiggle the wobbly latch-mechanism to coax the front door into performing its "open sesame" routine, and then smilingly usher my still-patiently-waiting sister inside the office and over to the old swivel-chair by the desk where the phone was.
by QuacksO May 22, 2019
Get the Welcome to The R-d-d-d-ock!mug.