Not brand new, but brand clean.
by Sue-Sue-sudio June 16, 2022
by wilkinism December 18, 2022
When you produce a solid turd, and your sphincter muscle cuts it off like it was playdough, and you don't need to wipe (but you still do)
by Kivan123 August 30, 2022
by Kivan123 August 30, 2022
When your girlfriend decides that your room is anything but a habitable place for humans and then proceeds to rearrange all of your belongings in an unfamiliar order and washes your clothes in a rage of fury, not even separating the colours and blacks from the whites.
Your fault buddy.
Your fault buddy.
Person 1: Oh my god, I came home and my room was fucking clean man
Person 2: Really why is that a problem?
Person 1: My girlfriend rage-cleaned and now I actually have to use my wardrobe...
Person 2: Gee, what a conundrum
Person 1: THERE'S LINT ON MY WHITE CLOTHES
Person 2: Maybe you should have washed your own clothes?
Person 1: It's ORGANISED CHAOS
Person 2: Really why is that a problem?
Person 1: My girlfriend rage-cleaned and now I actually have to use my wardrobe...
Person 2: Gee, what a conundrum
Person 1: THERE'S LINT ON MY WHITE CLOTHES
Person 2: Maybe you should have washed your own clothes?
Person 1: It's ORGANISED CHAOS
by davo420 July 05, 2021
A fresh start.
I know I've been collecting a lot of stuff, but maybe it's time for me to dig a clean hole and start over at square one.
by Seshie November 13, 2019