Milouneda a very funny person that crack jokes . Melouneda also likes to cook , and a good and trustworthy friend. If you know a milouneda be happy for your self
Milouneda is a really funny person that likes the crack jokes, I like to cook. Milouneda a really trustworthy friend, and if you are friends with her you should be proud of yourself. 50% of Milouneda skinny and love to eat a lot. If you know Milouneda and she is friends with you means she is a true friend
A nice hungry person , the most loyal friend someone can have . A total foodie, picky ,if you're friends with a milouneda you should be jealous of your self for having a friend like that . 50% of milouneda's are tall . The funniest person you will ever meet is a milouneda.
Person one: why are you friends with milouneda
Person two:she is the best ,and she is funny
The ability girls and women have developed to hold several items at once in one hand. The skill has been developed due to the lack of pockets in women's clothing.
I thought she'd need multiple trips to carry her phone, keys, wallet, and Starbucks to her car since she needed the other hand to open the door, but she used her impressive girl grip to carry everything in one hand.
The word 'flag' as pronounced by people with thick Belfast accents. The term is a perfect encapsulation of the disproportionate and overblown reaction to the removal of the Union Jack (as in 'de fleg') from above City Hall in Belfast. Where previously it had flown for 365 days per year, it is now flown on 17 designated days of the year - in line with many other British cities.
The event caused a portion of the Protestant community ('fleggers') to make international pricks of themselves as they proceeded to wreck the fucking place, claiming it was another erosion of a 'British' identity they perceive to have been under attack since the horrifying spectre of equality reared its head in Northern Ireland.
The word 'fleg' - and indeed 'fleggers' - fittingly describes a section of humanity unconcerned with knowledge, reality or the vagaries of the English language. Like America's tea-baggers they are ruled by instinct, fear and paranoia with a side dish of rampant bigotry and startling ignorance of the world around them.
"Wat de fuck like! The taigs got de fleg took down! Let's wreckde fuckin place! No surrender!"
"De fleg has been took down! Before ye know it there'll be a united Ireland! Attack Short Strand! God Save The Queen!"