A greasy Californiakid, who thoroughly enjoys immersing himself in the realm of Muskratalia. This could include pooping your pants, getting piped up, wrestling with old men (in absence of old men, young boys are substituted), not cutting its hair, musky facial hair, constantly blacking out, claiming to be a vegetarian when it eats meat sandwiches, and getting piped down.
Ayooo that boy Musklon, or Marlowe the Muskrat, was being such a humpernickel last night when he blacked out and pooped his pants while reaching for that stringcheese.
this is the full name of the music composer lil pump, who is the mastermind behind such classics as: gucci gang and drose
guy 1: dude did you hear the new lil pump song
guy 2: the fuck, do you mean lilliam pumpernickel
guy 1: who?
guy 2: *cocks glock* LILLIAM PUMPERNICKEL THE CREATOR OF GUCCI GANG
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.