From the sexy little show that the boys call Rick and Morty... Penis in the foreskin kind if love is spoken of. As a vagina owner and more of a no-brim kind of gal, I can't be certain but there is nothing more close and intimate than a penis and its foreskin. There is almost something poetic about the fact the foreskin needs the penis but the penis doesn't need the foreskin and how in the symbiotic relationship the foreskin is ridiculed by many. Just like relationships, one person is always more involved than the other and one person could very well live without that person. However, just like a breakup when the foreskin is removed it's forever. In the moment the love is precious and intimate and will never be forgotten.
I'm sick and tired of all of these hookups. Will I ever get that “penis in the foreskin kind of love”? So warm and cozy... it's all I can think about.
Short-hand for the word floccinaucinihilipilification, meaning the estimation of something as valueless (encountered mainly as an example of one of the longest words in the English language).
Precedes or follows either a gratuitously disrespectful or honest remark, originated in New York City. Used in similar fashion to "no offense" or "to be honest," interchangeably.
Ya mans is wild buns, respectfully. Respectfully he's washed.
After school, The Modells on Jamaica Ave was active. Respectfully.