BIG RACKS
„Usually when your on a grind you will have a a goal to achieve big racks, which, with that being said.. I think is big racks..”
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Big Rack Attack
Condition
Common symptoms: sweaty palms, shortness of breath, and a raging hard-on that just won’t quit.
Onset: A pair of huge tits with perky nipples poking through a skin-tight shirt
Common symptoms: sweaty palms, shortness of breath, and a raging hard-on that just won’t quit.
Onset: A pair of huge tits with perky nipples poking through a skin-tight shirt
Guy 1: Oh man, when i went in the club i got all the symptoms, the BRA really hit me!
Guy 2: No way man, that club was basically empty.
Guy 1: No, it was the barmaid who was serving in the corner!
Guy 2: Oh damn, I didn't get to see her. I know Big Rack Attack really affects you, i guess it's lucky you get it too often.
Guy 2: No way man, that club was basically empty.
Guy 1: No, it was the barmaid who was serving in the corner!
Guy 2: Oh damn, I didn't get to see her. I know Big Rack Attack really affects you, i guess it's lucky you get it too often.
Big Rack Attack by Megan Fox....sure why not? January 16, 2010
fogey
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)