The party is not what you think.The Party is the guy who owns the party you wish you could be at and drives da camaro.The Party is a god among men
Damn there goes the Party in his camaro...Were you just at that party wiht him? I know i wasn't but i wish i would have been...fuck hes the god damn Party
For an avetard the party never ends. Once they come back from a house party or literally anything, they immediately pull out the dab rig and go to work on that hoe and end up out like a light. As Rick Ross says, "She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next." It's the same concept, "the avetards party, then it's on to the next," the avetards are just always looking for their next turnup right after their last one
The avetards are on their way home from the party but the party neverends for an avetard because they'll just have an afterparty at The Ave with the whole city of Norman.
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.