randy: doood just do it real quick
dan: igggt gulp, gulp, gulp.... splattttt
matt:who left a French Monsoon on the carpet from last night.
dan: igggt gulp, gulp, gulp.... splattttt
matt:who left a French Monsoon on the carpet from last night.
by dan f June 10, 2006
After a drought, the rainy season comes about. Socially this is also true, in the sense that, after the drought, it's raining bitches n ho's. This season does not follow any particular pattern or mirror typical weather tendencies. It is completely random.
It's monsoon season man you gotta bet big.
During monsoon season one must venture out and experience different avenues on order to truly have a good harvest.
During monsoon season one must venture out and experience different avenues on order to truly have a good harvest.
by EFlo March 06, 2015
When a chubby, hairy man cums on his own stomach, immediately grabs his wife by the back of her neck and nuzzles her nose inside his navel. A form of love abuse.
"Here it comes, oh, here, it comes!!!"
(Grabs her head) "Gorilla Monsoon bitch!!!" (Splat, right into the matted down hairy belly)
(Grabs her head) "Gorilla Monsoon bitch!!!" (Splat, right into the matted down hairy belly)
by Intangible Mandible November 13, 2015
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by rainbow_shitshow August 24, 2018
Feasting on the insides of your enemies. How easily you ignore the loss of life when it suits your convenience. So tell me: who saves the weak from the man who saves the weak? Kill or be killed Jack. Phnom Penh taught me that. Yes, you aren’t the only one to grow up on the killing fields. War is a cruel parent but an effective teacher. It’s final lesson is carved deep in my psyche: that this world, and all it’s people are diseased. Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns, controlled by something greater: memes. The DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture — they are everything we pass on. Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair... All memes, all passed along. You can’t fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong pray upon the weak. Sam tells me you see your weapon as a tool. Something that saves lives — a means of justice. Now there’s a pretty meme. Exquisite! It’s spared you the burden of all the lives you’ve taken... ...absolved you of guilt when you enjoyed it. That is until the illusion was broken. Don’t be ashamed. It’s only nature, running its course. You have no choices to make. Nothing to answer for. You can die with a clear conscience.
by PICKELTON THE PICKLEST July 09, 2024