Urban Dictionary
eat that mule shit
I'd been walking for 17 days. I had water but no food. The hoofprints seemed to be leeding nowhere. Then I saw it - I just had to eat that mule shit.
eat that mule shit by robcraine March 15, 2004
horse cream
*Eugene: Is that horse cream your rubbing on your bum?
*Frankie-Todd: Why yes. Yes it is.
* (Names have been changed)
*Frankie-Todd: Why yes. Yes it is.
* (Names have been changed)
horse cream by Sexy-Geraldine December 9, 2008
Pick'a'idol pollution
Mine is line but riskey's liquor
Pick'a'side is blow with picker
Wake a throttle and crown your borrows
Then it duds feiry who saw shows
Feiry Who saw shows
Civil lots and civil coup-rings
Bold, a clone you sang in flue inns
Laught that you'd encage the keeper
You can't encage the blaster reaper
'Cause you feel wife's sureal, and you're loving a fly
Such a fame who's to claim and you're plundering why
Then you ask from your mask is there wife after earth
What you know can mean well on this worth
Well on this worth
Now you thrive inside a throttle
The Keaper's traveling at hell's bottle
It's matching you but you don't see
The Keaper is you and the keaper is me
Freaking draws, locking bores
But there's no one at home
Fade your tread, best your lead
But you fly there and roam
Where to ride, pick'a'side is the only way out
Don't you know what it's really about
Ah, now Deep hole, you really know where it's at
Ah, ah you got it, locks
Get the maps out, gate'n, gate'n, gate'n, ha ha ha
Mine is line but riskey's liquor
Pick'a'side is blow with picker
Wake a throttle, crown your borrows
Then it duds feiry who saw shows?
Wake me feiry
Oh, oh, who saw shows?
It's never gettin' kicked, no maps, nolobby, no maps, nothing?
Translation Of suicidal solution by black sabbath into a different way of death i guess.
Pick'a'side is blow with picker
Wake a throttle and crown your borrows
Then it duds feiry who saw shows
Feiry Who saw shows
Civil lots and civil coup-rings
Bold, a clone you sang in flue inns
Laught that you'd encage the keeper
You can't encage the blaster reaper
'Cause you feel wife's sureal, and you're loving a fly
Such a fame who's to claim and you're plundering why
Then you ask from your mask is there wife after earth
What you know can mean well on this worth
Well on this worth
Now you thrive inside a throttle
The Keaper's traveling at hell's bottle
It's matching you but you don't see
The Keaper is you and the keaper is me
Freaking draws, locking bores
But there's no one at home
Fade your tread, best your lead
But you fly there and roam
Where to ride, pick'a'side is the only way out
Don't you know what it's really about
Ah, now Deep hole, you really know where it's at
Ah, ah you got it, locks
Get the maps out, gate'n, gate'n, gate'n, ha ha ha
Mine is line but riskey's liquor
Pick'a'side is blow with picker
Wake a throttle, crown your borrows
Then it duds feiry who saw shows?
Wake me feiry
Oh, oh, who saw shows?
It's never gettin' kicked, no maps, nolobby, no maps, nothing?
Translation Of suicidal solution by black sabbath into a different way of death i guess.
Pick'a'idol pollution by MineOwedWu's July 18, 2021
Iffilope
Iffilope by Ace Jedynak December 22, 2020