When a lady rips a beefer and it slips through the front and into her nether region where it marinates and returns as a blast of warm air from between the meat curtains. Less than pleasant for sure.

The two states of being are as a human being, or a hungry ghost. Semi-regularly you need to ask yourself which you are. Sometimes it is human. Others, alas, it is hungry ghost.

The hungry ghost seeks validity outside of themselves. Someone pining for an indifferent ex is a hungry ghost. Someone who arrives alone at 6:30 on Saturday night to a pub is probably a hungry ghost. Obsessive checking of mobile phones, chat sites or networks are clear signs that one is a hungry ghost.

The best thing to do is just stay home and ride it out. Read a book. Find some good clean fun.

The newly emerged darkside of an innocent freshman.

When someone wants to hit someone else's vape. They must ask using the word "darble" and wait for their fate of either receiving the vape or being rejected .

A freshman perverted to the dark side by college.

Morphs from braddles using dota and teh interwebs.