'That drunk slag was not wearing any undies. When she started dancing on the podium at Batchwood, half of st albans saw her Arthur Fowler, and it was not a pleasant experience'
'I went to lick her out, but her arthur fowler looked like a bad doner kebab. Needless to say, i made my excuses'
'where you goin matt?' 'im off down the clinic mate. Im not taking any chances after that newquay bird. Do you know her arthur fowler resembled Mr Blobby. Spotty and yellow. Anyway the cotton bud's not that bad is it?'
rule #1...in town, bug killers are for pussys and old folks riding touring bikes. exception to the rule...lads on a real trip, sporting out of state/province plates.
It Means "Bitch I don't give a fuck what some bitch has to say about me"
So when your friend tells you some hoe ass bitch who needs to mind their damn business tell em that.
Person 1: Yk that girlTracy was talkin about you
Person 2: Bidgafwsbhtsam she can go smd for all I care