Mrs. Mcelhinney

She kinda fat
If Homer Simpson had a child then ate it burped it back up didn’t lose any weight however and then proceeded to brag about her daughter while cooling all the jets.
Still fat tho

Mrs. Mcelhinney is clapped right?

by Big boy tom February 28, 2021

mr stik2one

coolest man on eart

mr stik2one is the greatest

by mr person March 4, 2021

Mr. Bearington

A great name to give a plushie, usually one dipected as a bear.
Other similar names are Mr. Snailington (often used for snails) Mr. Quackington (for ducks) and other similar puns for names.

"Mr. Bearington is the fluffiest stuffie ever."

by Ilovemybabygirl March 8, 2021

Mrs King

An overused name for teachers, and when they have that name, they usually suck too much dick and they are just bitches

Oh I have Mrs king next period

She's a bitch

by Kaajiqqooqq March 9, 2021

mrs no

mrs no is the cutest and nicest ever. mrs no is very caring and nice and if your not her friend shut the fuck up

mrs no is kind

by addison rose March 12, 2021

Mrs. Bob

In Moulmein, in lower Burma, I was hated by large numbers of people – the only time in my life that I have been important enough for this to happen to me. I was sub-divisional police officer of the town, and in an aimless, petty kind of way anti-European feeling was very bitter. No one had the guts to raise a riot, but if a European woman went through the bazaars alone somebody would probably spit betel juice over her dress. As a police officer I was an obvious target and was baited whenever it seemed safe to do so. When a nimble Burman tripped me up on the football field and the referee (another Burman) looked the other way, the crowd yelled with hideous laughter. This happened more than once. In the end the sneering yellow faces of young men that met me everywhere, the insults hooted after me when I was at a safe distance, got badly on my nerves. The young Buddhist priests were the worst of all. There were several thousands of them in the town and none of them seemed to have anything to do except stand on street corners and jeer at Europeans.

You're such a Mrs. Bob

by anonymous March 19, 2021

Mrs. Bob

In Moulmein, in lower Burma, I was hated by large numbers of people – the only time in my life that I have been important enough for this to happen to me. I was sub-divisional police officer of the town, and in an aimless, petty kind of way anti-European feeling was very bitter. No one had the guts to raise a riot, but if a European woman went through the bazaars alone somebody would probably spit betel juice over her dress. As a police officer I was an obvious target and was baited whenever it seemed safe to do so. When a nimble Burman tripped me up on the football field and the referee (another Burman) looked the other way, the crowd yelled with hideous laughter. This happened more than once. In the end the sneering yellow faces of young men that met me everywhere, the insults hooted after me when I was at a safe distance, got badly on my nerves. The young Buddhist priests were the worst of all. There were several thousands of them in the town and none of them seemed to have anything to do except stand on street corners and jeer at Europeans.

Don't be such a Mrs. Bob

by Beep Beep Bob March 19, 2021