Person 1: Do you wanna see my Nigel Driffield? ;)
Person 2: Nah I bet it's more of a James Driffield
Person 3: 暨 (I don't know what these people are saying)
A sex technique involving two men, three women and an indeterminite number of geese. The protagonist repeatedly rams his fists up the anus and urethra of one of the female participants, while the others prance around them in jester's garb, making witty repartee, clicking their fingers, occasionally coughing. As the female begins to rupture, the second male begins inserting live geese up the lead's anus (a feat requiring some dexterity and strength) while quoting from the Tibetan Book of the Dead. Once the death of both leads has been confirmed, those remain continue as per a regular Celine Dion.
Can be done with ducks instead of geese in which case it is known as a Clitheroe cheesegrater.
So I looked over the fence and she was only doing the Dronfield ironing board, the filthy bitch.
A small town north of Chesterfield and south of Sheffield, most people in this small town are inbred, mums and dads were related long before marriage.
For such a small town it also has a high percentage of closet homosexuals, particularly in the woodhouse area.I Suspect a lot of the closets move here because the pub known locally as "The Jolly Farmer", the name really does do it justice, it holds gay nights but all are welcome so the closets can bring their inbred families and look without touching. If you want to touch ask around the town centre for a guy called GAY A, he is inbred and well known.
The home office advice to non-residents is to take extreme care if you drop something. It’s recommended that you leave it unless you have someone watching your back. If you have no one to watch your back and the item is of such value that the inevitable consequences are acceptable it is recommended that you clench your buttocks with sufficient force to crush a brick, you have been warned.
“I would like to sleep with my sister so we’re moving to Dronfield”
“I dream about taking him up the Dronfield but don‘t tell my wife's me sister's me aunty's mother”
“I’m off to the jolly for a perv at a Dronfielder”
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flyingeverywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.
A plate of brown consists of foods that have little to no nutritional value, and are typically deep fried. A true plate of brownwill also be accompanied by a dark soda.
When finance content creators rent out fancy cars and flexcash to seem richer than they really are in order to promote and sell their “get rich quick” courses.