You’re 30

How to talk to a adult whilst you’re a wengie.

You’re 30 talking about eating frogs for dinner? Ugh, that’s what 10 to 13 year old kids do when they’re very goofy.

by thecharacterwannie January 15, 2023

It's not the angels' fault you're still a virgin at 30

Something to shout at males (usually) who exhibit creepy stalker-like behaviour around women (usually). This sleazy voyeuristic behaviour tends to happen in places and cultures where everyday interaction between the sexes is limited, actively encouraging the hunter/prey dynamic (following women, cat-calling, peeping tom behaviour, even assault). Frustrated males resort to even using technology to spy on females (telephoto lenses, mobile phones, drones etc), all the while blaming women for "limiting the supply of sex" or simply "asking for it!"

I see you leering at me and snapping pictures with your phone! It's not the angels' fault you're still a virgin at 30 - it's YOU!

by kapweeng April 14, 2018

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader.

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.

by biggestbafoonbingus69 June 4, 2023