Its ten 2:50am at river. You spy an unattatched fitty across the room. So you send your pissed mate (Bernie) over to find out if hes got a bird. They then shout back in an unsubtle mannor "No - he hasnt hahaha". You then go over and act all "ahhh i cant believ he said that!" then pretend u cant hear and go outside where u proceed to get on said fitty before taking a piss in a carpark and deciding its probably a good idea to go back to his parents house. This would make you abit of a slosh bag.

Bro since I got dirtpilled on Tuesday I have made sooo many worm friends and made them soo many little houses to get married in. Me? Lonely? No you’re the lonely one u lawn owning freak

"Have you seen those sloshbags all over Bury Tomorrow"
"That sloshbag is going to be hanging in school tomorrow"
"Look at the Tatty Bo Jangles on that sloshbag over there!"
"That Sloshbag over there wants me to go home with her, but I don't want to do the walk of shame when she has to go off to school, maybe her dad could give me a lift or something?"