by mike May 14, 2004
Get the the saint mug.This is a phrase used to trick a gullible person who feels the need to define every new word they happen to hear or read into searching for this and thus, being "sacrificed" to the saints.
The "saints" this refers to are two saints: St. Fiacre, who is the patron saint of venereal disease (most things people have the insatiable desire to define are sexual) and St. Isidore of Seville, who is widely considered the patron saint of the internet.
The "saints" this refers to are two saints: St. Fiacre, who is the patron saint of venereal disease (most things people have the insatiable desire to define are sexual) and St. Isidore of Seville, who is widely considered the patron saint of the internet.
"That guy always has to go to UrbanDictionary.com to find the definition to everything so I told him I did a 'sacrificing to the saints' with my girlfriend. That'll teach him to believe everything he hears."
by JEII June 11, 2006
Get the Sacrificing to the Saints mug.Once on a time, as poets sing
High tales with fancy laden,
Born of a very noble king
There lived a wondrous maiden.
An only child, her kinsfolk boon,
So fair, imagination faints;
As though amidst the stars the moon,
Or Mary amidst the saints.
From 'neath the castle's dark retreat,
Her silent way she wended
Each evening to the window-seat
Where Lucifer attended.
And secretly, with never fail,
She watched his double race,
Where vessels drew their pathless trail
Across the ocean's face.
And as intent she drank his light,
Desire was quickly there;
While he who saw her every night
Soon fell in love with her.
And sitting thus with rested head,
Her elbows on the sill,
Her heart by youthful fancy led
Did with deep longing fill.
While he, a brilliant shining spark,
Glowed always yet more clear
Towards the castle tall and dark
Where she would soon appear.
Until one night with shower of rays
He slips into her room,
As though a strange and silver haze
Did round about her loom.
And when at last the child to rest
Upon her sofa lies,
He lays her arms across her breast
And closes her soft eyes.
While where his ray on mirror lands
And is upon her couch red rifted,
It falls upon her throat and hands
And on her face uplifted.
A smile is on her lips it seems;
He in the mirror trembles,
For smooth his ray glides midst her dreams
And round her soul assembles.
And while she is in slumber gone
She murmurs through her sighs:
Never mind!
M.E
High tales with fancy laden,
Born of a very noble king
There lived a wondrous maiden.
An only child, her kinsfolk boon,
So fair, imagination faints;
As though amidst the stars the moon,
Or Mary amidst the saints.
From 'neath the castle's dark retreat,
Her silent way she wended
Each evening to the window-seat
Where Lucifer attended.
And secretly, with never fail,
She watched his double race,
Where vessels drew their pathless trail
Across the ocean's face.
And as intent she drank his light,
Desire was quickly there;
While he who saw her every night
Soon fell in love with her.
And sitting thus with rested head,
Her elbows on the sill,
Her heart by youthful fancy led
Did with deep longing fill.
While he, a brilliant shining spark,
Glowed always yet more clear
Towards the castle tall and dark
Where she would soon appear.
Until one night with shower of rays
He slips into her room,
As though a strange and silver haze
Did round about her loom.
And when at last the child to rest
Upon her sofa lies,
He lays her arms across her breast
And closes her soft eyes.
While where his ray on mirror lands
And is upon her couch red rifted,
It falls upon her throat and hands
And on her face uplifted.
A smile is on her lips it seems;
He in the mirror trembles,
For smooth his ray glides midst her dreams
And round her soul assembles.
And while she is in slumber gone
She murmurs through her sighs:
Never mind!
M.E
by VIS84 May 29, 2021
Get the The Saint Who Fell mug.The type a dude who thinks he's the main character of an anime and would shout " I am the saint of death " uniroically but immediately gets bodied to the ground like a chump.
" hey dude did you see what Eric did " "no" he shouted that he was the saint of death and then got knocked out by Billy in one hit" "good"
by Og saint of death hater June 13, 2023
Get the The saint of death mug.AKA Simon Templar. From a book series written in the 20s and 30s, most famously played by Roger Moore. A thief/spy/vigilante/outlaw of the swinging 60s mod era. Handsome, charming, seductive, well dressed. Gets a lot of pussy (seriously, the ladies are crazy about him). Typically the episodes open with someone talking about him (while he is present), and a cartoon halo pops up and leads to the title card. His calling card or sign is a stickman who is pointing, with a halo over his head.
If he and Bond met, they'd probably have a charm-off to see who was better.
Basically James Bond if he was a thief and didn't have a specific job.
If he and Bond met, they'd probably have a charm-off to see who was better.
Basically James Bond if he was a thief and didn't have a specific job.
The Saint
by EasternEuropeanSlavLover March 23, 2026
Get the The Saint mug.ty the saint is a legendary twitch streamer from the state of jersey who is a mafia level thug.
He STABS people
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He got mad hoes
He STABS people
Retarlos glazer
Professional Tud getter
He got mad hoes
by creyy August 7, 2023
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