scruel
scruel by Heytherepeopleimbobbybrown November 23, 2018
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Screlt
i A Screamed-belt. ii. A method of singing where the singer tries to belt and ends up screaming. Most often occurs when the singer is trying to belt higher than a D above middle c. iii. How one acquires vocal nodules.
Screlt by Mierce Kitty October 26, 2010
God's Cruel Joke
God's Cruel Joke by keifermail August 8, 2009
Scruples
Dammit Shannon, hurry up and get your damn scruples together - we’re gonna be late!
Fuck, Jennifer forgot to come into work again, that bitch needs to get her scruples together already
Fuck, Jennifer forgot to come into work again, that bitch needs to get her scruples together already
Scruples by The Countryman’s August 12, 2018
scrulse
an alcoholic drink made by mixing scrumpies cider with pulse energy drink.
Also a synonym for getting crunk.
Also a synonym for getting crunk.
scrulse by nathan bittle aka natty b aka natty bee sting aka cappucino January 27, 2008
scrumlicious
Originates from the mixture of the words scrumptious and delicious. This mixture can also result in delumptious.
Can be used to refer to anything good enough to eat, such as food or people.
Can be used to refer to anything good enough to eat, such as food or people.
scrumlicious by malathia December 27, 2005
Screeling
An undead creature of the underworld sent to the living by the Keeper to do his bidding.
The Screelings are loose and the Keeper may win.
His assassins have come to rip off your skin.
Golden eyes will see you if you try to run.
The screelings will get you and laugh like it's fun.
Walk away slow or they'll tear you apart,
and laugh all day long as they rip out your heart.
Golden eyes will see you if you try to stand still.
The screelings will get you, for the Keeper they kill.
Hack 'em up, chop 'em up, cut 'em to bits,
or else they will get you while laughing in fits.
If the screelings don't get you the Keeper will try,
to reach out and touch you, your skin he will fry.
Your mind he will flail, your soul he will take.
You'll sleep with the dead, for life you'll forsake.
You'll die with the Keeper till the end of time.
He hates that you live, your life is the crime.
The screelings might get you, it says so in text.
If screelings don't get you the Keeper is next,
lest he who's born true can fight for life's bond.
And that one is marked; he's the pebble in the pond.
The Screelings are loose and the Keeper may win.
His assassins have come to rip off your skin.
Golden eyes will see you if you try to run.
The screelings will get you and laugh like it's fun.
Walk away slow or they'll tear you apart,
and laugh all day long as they rip out your heart.
Golden eyes will see you if you try to stand still.
The screelings will get you, for the Keeper they kill.
Hack 'em up, chop 'em up, cut 'em to bits,
or else they will get you while laughing in fits.
If the screelings don't get you the Keeper will try,
to reach out and touch you, your skin he will fry.
Your mind he will flail, your soul he will take.
You'll sleep with the dead, for life you'll forsake.
You'll die with the Keeper till the end of time.
He hates that you live, your life is the crime.
The screelings might get you, it says so in text.
If screelings don't get you the Keeper is next,
lest he who's born true can fight for life's bond.
And that one is marked; he's the pebble in the pond.