A hand in poker that is known as the worst starting hand. Usually a hand many people will bluff just to get clout. Sometimes there is an incentive in a game with friends that if you win with 7-2 you'll get an extra set amount from everyone in the game.
And Dave goes all in trying to bluff Josh with 7-2.
The flop has two 7s and a 2. Cory Hemsen shouts "Seven Deuce!!!"
The flop has two 7s and a 2. Cory Hemsen shouts "Seven Deuce!!!"
by Basual Bard Baucus November 27, 2018

by Dukel March 12, 2024

Relating to or related to a slut or the college whore who gets bullied by both the sexes alike, during this treatment she realizes that the only way to counteract this bullying is to become a part of it and to enjoy it
Look for Synonyms, whore;bitch;slut
Look for Synonyms, whore;bitch;slut
"That chicks such a T.2 she gives the best BJs day in and day out"
"The after party was awesome, except the part when that chick started drinking and became T.2-ish
"The after party was awesome, except the part when that chick started drinking and became T.2-ish
by Helsing11256 October 12, 2009

Snog your girlfriend day
by Dushs June 1, 2022

by pitchforkjoe0 August 14, 2011

When a girl has a kid, Finds a MILF, then the girl and the MILF can call each other mommy and the kid calls both of them mommy. But don't call the kid mommy because that's fucking weird.
by ballslmbao August 13, 2024

Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we don't need a reason
The golden goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The blind men shout, "Let the creatures out!
We'll show the unbelievers"
Napalm screams of human flames
For a prime-time Belsen feast, yeah
As the reasons for the carnage cut
Their meat and lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine
And feed it with our babies
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
But we don't need a reason
The golden goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The blind men shout, "Let the creatures out!
We'll show the unbelievers"
Napalm screams of human flames
For a prime-time Belsen feast, yeah
As the reasons for the carnage cut
Their meat and lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine
And feed it with our babies
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The body bags and little rags
Of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain
To put the finger right on you
As the mad men play on words
And make us all dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions
To make a better kind of gun
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight, all night
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The body bags and little rags
Of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain
To put the finger right on you
As the mad men play on words
And make us all dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions
To make a better kind of gun
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight, all night
by Death Menace May 16, 2023
