Gainesville Middle School is a hell hole that makes you want to die. The people here are hoes and all the guys are whores thank you for coming to my ted talk.
It’s ghetto and don’t be surprised if you get jumped by someone...and food fights AND you’re math teacher having an affair with a cop. Gainesville is trash periodt. LMAO y’all can’t relate. Most fights go down in this hoe and other schools can’t relate. Hoes mad !!
Gainesville is know as the number one school full of hoes including the guys everyone be trying to get in there pants this school is known for having fights every single day in they just don’t know how to control themselves most of the time there always doing drugs or having sex or skipping. But other then that everyone be thinking they own the shit that there the shit. They always try to act cool. Everyone is in there own little groups where they talk shit about other people.
The Gainesville sinkhole is the art of secretly stabbing an alternate opening into boxed wine and siphoning the liquids away rather than consuming them on the spot, adding a series of steps that leave you slipping into a black out. The sink hole.
Siphoning boxed wine Like how people steal gas from cars, but doing it to boxed wine. Like totally extra steps for no reason, there’s no reason for her to be pulling a Gainsville sinkhole
The Gatesville Special is the act of spontaneously and without warning defecating anywhere except the appropriate location (I.e. toilet). Typically perpetrated by people named Colton that resemble Thurman Merman.
Dr. Drew on Celebrity Rehab said "All of a sudden what had been just another Hollywood proposal became for him an unexpected blessing, an opportunity for growth. In drug recovery language, that's called a "God shot."
A food native to Pittsburgh/Western Pennsylvania in which cubes of pork and/or veal are put on a short, wooden skewer, breaded, then baked and/or fried.
I've heard that city chicken originated during the Great Depression, when folks didn't have enough money to buy full cuts of meat, so they assembled meat scraps on a wooden skewer, creating a make-shift drumstick. Hence the name.
The rush of neurotransmitters and neuropeptides triggered specifically by watching the Seven Dwarfs march home singing "Heigh-Ho" — that particular high of pickaxes, whistling while you work, and communal domestic bliss in a cottage built for men half your height.
I only meant to watch the Heigh-Ho scene for the endwarfins, and then it was two hours later and I'd watched the whole movie.
Endwarfins aren't just a Snow White thing — I get the same hit off the Lollipop Guild in Oz.