this is another name for a bucket fanny aka a hole like a wizards sleeve. A woman who has this would say that her under carriage resembles an old burst couch left on the dump with all its stuffing hanging out the cushions! Having sex with this woman would be like putting a cocktail sausage in a hot dog roll (no point to it)
Oh my god, ive just lost my face in a fanny like a burst couch! Slurp!, slurp!, slurp!....and the face has gone!!!
It came at me from nowhere, at first i thought it was someone throwing an old couch out the window, but then i realised it was just my wife's fanny like a burst couch
this is another name for a bucket fanny aka a hole like a wizards sleeve. A woman who has this would say that her under carriage resembles an old burst couch left on the dump with all its stuffing hanging out the cushions! Having sex with this woman would be like putting a cocktail sausage in a hot dog roll (no point to it)
Oh my god, ive just lost my face in a fanny like a burst couch! Slurp!, slurp!, slurp!....and the face has gone!!!
It came at me from nowhere, at first i thought it was someone throwing an old couch out the window, but then i realised it was just my wife's fanny like a burst couch
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”