When you are a Blood and are trying to ask for some cookies, and can’t use the word “C”, because that’s on some switching up shit, we ain’t about that Crip shit, B.
Him: Mom said what you want from the store?
Blood: Bhocolate Bhip Bookies
Him: Chocolate Chip Cookies?
Blood: I SAID BHOCOLATE BHIP BOOKIES, BLOOD QUIT PLAYING WITH ME!
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.