When you pick-up an extremely heavy set women ( original English called Hegg's ) , proceed to spread he starfish ass up on your bed. Take duct tape, or have her spread her ass-cheeks so her brown starfish is staring at your soul. Now, you lunge (lund) from a foot or more away and pray you don't break your urethra when trying to penetrate her asshole. It must be a large, overweight women, as skinny girls you are almost certain to break your shaft each time. Unless that girl has lost all elasticity around her anus from anal sex.

A few weeks ago, no one had “cheugy” in their vocabulary . Now everything is saturated with the word. It’s in our heads. It’s in our homes. Everyone is asking: “Am I cheugy? Am I a basic ass bitch? Am I GUILTY of being cheugy?”

The proliferation of cheugy in the mainstream discourse can only be attributed to one source: mental terror. It’s an orchestrated psychological trap to make you question your tastes and interests in the eyes of others.

You are not a cheug. YOU’RE PERFECT!!!!

It is very suspicious that the cheugy mascot is a Minion, a literal cyclops, a deformed
yellow panopticon in overalls ... do not let the all-seeing eye to control you. Be vigilant. Resist cheugy psyops.