The act of covering someones car in the ingredients typically used for making a hot fudge sunday in an act of retaliation. Most often done in an inebriated state, outside creepy dive bars like the Cove.
I am wasted. why is my car handle sticky? Damn some one made a sunday on my car! Well at least it smells good.
by honeyboy February 05, 2010
by Fintan June 25, 2005
Yeah
I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday, Sunday, Bloody Sunday (alright)
I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday, Sunday, Bloody Sunday (alright)
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight, tonight
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(Tonight, tonight) Sunday, Bloody Sunday (let's go)
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
I'll, wipe your tears away (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
I'll, wipe your blood shot eyes (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday) the real battle just begun
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday) to claim the victory Jesus won
On
Sunday Bloody Sunday, yeah
Sunday Bloody Sunday
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight, tonight
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(Tonight, tonight) Sunday, Bloody Sunday (let's go)
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
I'll, wipe your tears away (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
I'll, wipe your blood shot eyes (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday) the real battle just begun
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday) to claim the victory Jesus won
On
Sunday Bloody Sunday, yeah
Sunday Bloody Sunday
by Death Menace August 19, 2023
A way of referring to a gay person without them knowing.
Similar to the term monday which refers to a black guy.
Similar to the term monday which refers to a black guy.
by Xaxxus March 16, 2011
having school or work on monday, and not being able to get to sleep on sunday.
usually it carries over, and makes it really easy to get to sleep on monday night, although sometimes a little too early
usually it carries over, and makes it really easy to get to sleep on monday night, although sometimes a little too early
by diddy kong September 10, 2007
The feeling you have after a long week of work followed by a Saturday full of binge drinking, when Sunday hits you question your entire existence. Typically characterized by laying in bed all day and both regretting past decisions and questioning your seemingly non-existent future. Thoughts like "I"m going to die alone" and "Will I ever get a job that I actually enjoy?" consume you for the entire day while you're battling a hangover.
by swaggerkitten101 February 13, 2017
When two people have wild sex on Saturday night and wake up on Sunday morning to dried cum and smelly sweat.
Jake : Wow honey guess another Sloppy Sunday huh!
Kiersten : Yeah we should really shower!
Steve : Hey guys I got dibs on the shower gosh it really smells in here!
Jake : Uh what the fuck is he doing in your apartment?
Kiersten : Don't worry I'm calling the cops!
Kiersten : Yeah we should really shower!
Steve : Hey guys I got dibs on the shower gosh it really smells in here!
Jake : Uh what the fuck is he doing in your apartment?
Kiersten : Don't worry I'm calling the cops!
by SlopNChop August 06, 2017