"oh shit I'm about to blow chunklets"
"noami just cut me into chunklets. "
"I'm legit about to puke some chunklets homes"
"homegirl got an axe and hacking about to blow some legit chunklets"
"is that your chunklet boob??"
"it hurts to chunklet. "
"mikey cyrus' hair is in some stringy ass chunklets."
Argh, yee port of call be 35 leagues west as the crow flies, but a frigid tear o’ wind is a-blowing’ me chunkles around. If I’m to father a child someday, a change in the weather is in order.
The little squares of food, invariably made of carrot, that always appear in your chunder or vom.
"We were trekking in the Andes, and the sun was just rising and glinting off the snow, creating this sort of ethereal haze, and I really got a sense of the awesome power of nature and the insignificance of man... and then I just chundered everywhere, all over the snow, I was like, have that nature, 1-0, made a little Vomcano, all the little chunklets froze, amazing."