This is the most annoying Sans ever. He is parasite that can't "feel emotions" but is some how in love with a skeleton named "PJ" or "PaperJam"
The over excited skeleton rushed to the other neon skeleton. "MR.FRESH!" the other skeleton yelled while Fresh patted thier scull. -The One and Only Fresh Sans
by That One Person Who Likes Unde September 21, 2017
Get the fresh sansmug. Spanish for a "whale's vagina"
by Chase C June 6, 2005
Get the San Diegomug. 
by ragnarёk July 27, 2006
Get the san franciscomug. Small island located off the coast off the coast of Belize. They are known for loving drama and talking shit. They have many teens guys who think they are all gangster and "bad man" but in reality there just a bunch of kids who balls havn't even dropped yet. Society is built on chismes and drama as said. Also theres no such thing as not being cheated on.
San Pedro Conversations
Ex 1:
Girl: Omg, hey girls, I just got naked pictures of that girl that works at that place.
Other girl: Oh those are like so old.
Ex 2:
Wannabe Gangster: Yo man im so gangster and shit but i'm afraid to shoot you. Im bad man.
Ex 3:
Retarded girl: Why doesn't he treat me like he treats that other girl, i mean we've been going out for a month, and she doesnt even live here.
EX 4:
Girl: He treats me like shit.
Ex 5:
Girl: Have you heard that chisme, that shes sleeping with all these guys.
Ex 1:
Girl: Omg, hey girls, I just got naked pictures of that girl that works at that place.
Other girl: Oh those are like so old.
Ex 2:
Wannabe Gangster: Yo man im so gangster and shit but i'm afraid to shoot you. Im bad man.
Ex 3:
Retarded girl: Why doesn't he treat me like he treats that other girl, i mean we've been going out for a month, and she doesnt even live here.
EX 4:
Girl: He treats me like shit.
Ex 5:
Girl: Have you heard that chisme, that shes sleeping with all these guys.
by No123No1 February 17, 2009
Get the San Pedromug. by aeuauhhauhaauaaaads June 13, 2018
Get the Roblox Sansmug. Example of a Named Set of characteristics, qualities, utility. A Californian town from Thomas Pynchon's «Crying of lot forty-nine», ch.2. (ISBN 0-06-091307-X)
San Narciso lay further south, near L.A. Like many named places in California it was less an identifiable city than a grouping of concepts—census tracts, special purpose bond-issue districts, shopping nuclei, all overlaid with access roads to its own freeway. But it had been Pierce's domicile, and headquarters: the place he'd begun his land speculating in ten years ago, and so put down the plinth course of capital on which everything afterward had been built, however rickety or grotesque, toward the sky; and that, she supposed, would set the spot apart, give it an aura. But if there was any vital difference between it and the rest of Southern California, it was invisible on first glance. She drove into San Narciso on a Sunday, in a rented Impala. Nothing was happening. She looked down a slope, needing to squint for the sunlight, onto a vast sprawl of houses which had grown up all together, like a well-tended crop, from the dull brown earth; and she thought of the time she'd opened a transistor radio to replace a battery and seen her first printed circuit. The ordered swirl of houses and streets, from this high angle, sprang at her now with the same unexpected, astonishing clarity as the circuit card had. Though she knew even less about radios than about Southern Californians, there were to both outward patterns a hieroglyphic sense of concealed meaning, of an intent to communicate. There'd seemed no limit to what the printed circuit could have told her ...
by Routcheau July 3, 2021
Get the San Narcisomug.