Pussy sober is the sobriety of the vag. It not virginity. You cannot be sober from something you have never had. When one has been drunk on the pussy. Then becomes sober or goes through a wicked dry spell. One becomes Pussy Sober
by anonymous February 20, 2021

by jimsnow0 November 19, 2012

by Second Row November 26, 2021

Being off of methamphetamine for 6 months. Used all around the country, primarily the southeast and west coast.
by ZacWitDaPack June 28, 2025

"We can make our own Tuesday parties! Shots for every NBCOT question you get right."
"I'd be sober as a leather couch, lets use cookies as incentives."
"I'd be sober as a leather couch, lets use cookies as incentives."
by jazzyj19 December 17, 2018

Person 1: “Bro I’m way too high to go into McDonald’s right now”
Person 2: “I got the sober stick on me right now just hit it and you’ll be good”
Person 2: “I got the sober stick on me right now just hit it and you’ll be good”
by BirdyFly66 May 24, 2024

Your lips say one thing
but the drugs say another
how can I massage
this inter-galactic ulcer?
Goodbye sober day
Hello milky way
Pin my ear to the wisdom post
Hang me up and drain me dry
Mend my shipwrecked spirit
Lift the veil from my eyes
but the drugs say another
how can I massage
this inter-galactic ulcer?
Goodbye sober day
Hello milky way
Pin my ear to the wisdom post
Hang me up and drain me dry
Mend my shipwrecked spirit
Lift the veil from my eyes
Goodbye sober day
The years grew wings and flew away
Ghosts of the past become barbarians
Of the future
And I still pity you
Because what you said was true
Goodbye sober day
Hello milky way
May your sun be blown out like a candle
May your sea burn like tar
May your sky be rolled up like a scroll
May your blue moon drip with blood
What would they say
If you went up in smoke?
If I dug you up
and made soup of your bones?
Goodbye sober day
The years grew wings and flew away
Ghosts of the past become barbarians
Of the future
And I still pity you
Because what you said was true
Goodbye sober day
Hello milky way
May your sun be blown out like a candle
May your sea burn like tar
May your sky be rolled up like a scroll
May your blue moon drip with blood
What would they say
If you went up in smoke?
If I dug you up
and made soup of your bones?
Goodbye sober day
by Gothic Miscreant October 16, 2023
