for people that LIKE jokes:
January: look at those peets on the catto!
Ashley: what? excuse me? is that proper English?
January: beans!!!!
for people that DON'T like jokes:
the cat leaves a long line of paw print in the snow as it slowly walks in a synced motion on the cold winter morning.
When a dirty-ass female is on her period, whilst in a hurry, and she leaves a perfectly visible, easily distinguished bloody pussy print on the toilet seat. sometimes theres another full one or half pressings that accompany the first - hence making it look like a small series of paw prints on the toilet seat... that the dirtyy-ass female doesnt even bother cleaning up and is long gone by the time the trail is discovered. This particular genus of female carves a path of filth throughout Tujunga, Sunland, Sylmar, and Sun Valley or the greater San Fernando area
Which one of you nasty ass females left some dirty fuckin bloody paw prints on the toilet seat just now? unfuckinbelievable!
When you soak your foot in peppermint schapps (though in a pinch other sugary/sweet liquids will do) and then proceed to penetrate your partners asshole with it. You then pull it out and step on his/her face (or any part of the body) leaving a sweet, shitty footprint.
Dude, Khoury asked me to give him a sugary pawprint last night. At first I wasn't going to, but it turned out to be AWESOME.
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2million.