A man who is a tool. He may look good and talk even better, but he is a hoe. He's always taking pictures and will not hesitate to call you ugly, even if he is too. He from the islands so you know he trouble. If you meet one, keep it on a friends basis or he will waste your time, happily.
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They are often a natural leader and care for everyone with all their heart. They are selfless - they may joke around, calling themselves the best, but they care about everyone more. They face a lot of obstacles in life like racism, ect, but they stay strong. Not to mention, they are filled to the top with pure, natural talent - they are amazing at singing and dancing.
Honestly, anyone would be lucky to be friends with or even know a Hakyeon.
They are often a natural leader and care for everyone with all their heart. They are selfless - they may joke around, calling themselves the best, but they care about everyone more. They face a lot of obstacles in life like racism, ect, but they stay strong. Not to mention, they are filled to the top with pure, natural talent - they are amazing at singing and dancing.
Honestly, anyone would be lucky to be friends with or even know a Hakyeon.
by damivy July 26, 2015
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I started watching Haikyuu for volleyball but stayed for the hot boys and the muscles.
Waka-chan out!
Waka-chan out!
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Get the haknyeon mug.1. sucking and licking my scrotum (like the girls do in Jonni Darkko’s films “Suck Balls” (2010); “Suck Balls 2” (2011) & “Suck Balls 3” (2013); all released by pornographic production studio Evil Angel).
2. riding me hard or dogging me (as a boss does to a peon worker or something like that); or incessantly annoying or pestering me in some way.
3. talking (id est: "yacking" or in this case "yackin'") to me in such a way that you are incessantly annoying or pestering me with your prattle.
Examples for #s 2 & 3:
2. Would you stop yackin’ my hacky sack about the Dallas job. I told you three times already, I have another customer’s order that takes priority. I won’t be able to get to the Dallas account until next week, probably not till Thursday or so. Jesus!
3. My little nephew followed me around all day telling me about his model train set and his dream of being the world’s first interplanetary janitorial supplies salesman. I mean I got to the point where I just couldn’t stand it. I finally knelt down, smacked him across the face and vociferated, more in desperation than malevolence: “would you please! stop yackin’ my hacky sack, just for 10 minutes, please!” But it didn’t make any difference. I mean, I guess, what do you expect on Thanksgiving, right. Sheesh, . . . family.
2. riding me hard or dogging me (as a boss does to a peon worker or something like that); or incessantly annoying or pestering me in some way.
3. talking (id est: "yacking" or in this case "yackin'") to me in such a way that you are incessantly annoying or pestering me with your prattle.
Examples for #s 2 & 3:
2. Would you stop yackin’ my hacky sack about the Dallas job. I told you three times already, I have another customer’s order that takes priority. I won’t be able to get to the Dallas account until next week, probably not till Thursday or so. Jesus!
3. My little nephew followed me around all day telling me about his model train set and his dream of being the world’s first interplanetary janitorial supplies salesman. I mean I got to the point where I just couldn’t stand it. I finally knelt down, smacked him across the face and vociferated, more in desperation than malevolence: “would you please! stop yackin’ my hacky sack, just for 10 minutes, please!” But it didn’t make any difference. I mean, I guess, what do you expect on Thanksgiving, right. Sheesh, . . . family.
Example for #1:
1. Ralf: That slut Phoenix Marie was crazy on my cock last night man! She’s all messy and sloppy with the blowjob, and she does everything, I mean she’s an all-rounder when it comes to the oral sex action. She started out sucking dick like the pro she is, but then she started yackin' my hacky sack and shovin’ her fingers down her throat to get profuse amounts of sputum on the bag, rubbin’ it all around the lose sweaty bumpy skin and slurping it back up along with the tea bag, then with all this spit and my bag in her mouth she practically starts ululating, making this gargling spit sound and humming vibration feeling trying to get me to bust. Shit, but what finally lit me off was when right after all that she swallowed the cock down her throat and vacuumed up the balls into her mouth too, just sitting there on her knees, sputtering and gagging all this sloppy slimy spit out her mouth and nose, with most of it streaming out her nose ‘cause her mouth and throat were filled with my cock and balls!
Shit man, it was crazy, and the worst part is, she didn’t finish ‘til Isha prayer was five minutes in, so I was late for that.
Tim (disapprovingly shaking his head from side to side with one corner of his mouth in an unsatisfied looking smirk): huh, figures. I tell ya . . . bitches.
1. Ralf: That slut Phoenix Marie was crazy on my cock last night man! She’s all messy and sloppy with the blowjob, and she does everything, I mean she’s an all-rounder when it comes to the oral sex action. She started out sucking dick like the pro she is, but then she started yackin' my hacky sack and shovin’ her fingers down her throat to get profuse amounts of sputum on the bag, rubbin’ it all around the lose sweaty bumpy skin and slurping it back up along with the tea bag, then with all this spit and my bag in her mouth she practically starts ululating, making this gargling spit sound and humming vibration feeling trying to get me to bust. Shit, but what finally lit me off was when right after all that she swallowed the cock down her throat and vacuumed up the balls into her mouth too, just sitting there on her knees, sputtering and gagging all this sloppy slimy spit out her mouth and nose, with most of it streaming out her nose ‘cause her mouth and throat were filled with my cock and balls!
Shit man, it was crazy, and the worst part is, she didn’t finish ‘til Isha prayer was five minutes in, so I was late for that.
Tim (disapprovingly shaking his head from side to side with one corner of his mouth in an unsatisfied looking smirk): huh, figures. I tell ya . . . bitches.
by Vikki Jezebel Blood January 17, 2014
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