A slag who fucks their way into various clubs, organizations, online forums and/or political affiliations in order to dominate the men who hurt them i.e. dad. Unironically uses terminology inconsistent with the actual squids, matts, tools and bears who avoid them like plague. A sufferer of Histrionic
Personality Disorder, at best described as "handsome" or "tough". Uses they/them adjectives as an opening line (speaking passive-aggressively through complete randos) and refers to itself in the first person thereafter, a dragnet resembles a net dragged between a few fat-assed tugs that trowl the ocean leaving nothing resembling life behind it. Known as immature lovers, put away wet and just plain 'ol "balls", dragnets have all the
characteristics of a fishwife without any of the trade knowledge or ability to just let things go.
Has kids by tugs and whoever got the dope. Unironically wonders why all the
serial killer docs it watched never panned out. Dragnets are completely dependent on tugs, unlike respectable whores and sluts who have jobs and rightly view tugs as nothing more than dickless man-children and pimps.
Peggy: You're
too smart for your own good, duder. Peggy doesn't need another smartass mouth to feed, peggy's gonna call up Matt and Claude, have 'em bring a few squids over and they'll kick y--
Keith: --Peggy,
you're not much
more than a dragnet. I'm not going to stick around and wait for you to get your ass beat in the driveway by tugs and squids looking to beat someone down for interrupting their meth session. Smell ya later, B.I.