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An extremely rare blessing that we all wish and crave for, especially when pumping your life and soul into a 50k job and having absolute nothingness in the bank just doesn’t cut it.
A windfall is something that will get you out of a rut, a sick obsession, a crappy lifestyle, the guilt of being useless at life and/ or poor financial status. The most appealing factor is the relief of not being bogged down or controlled by whatever tomfoolery the economy is up to, or dealing with inflation charades. Or any nasty surprise charade by the govt for that matter.
If a windfall doesn’t come my way by Saturday night, I will die.
The windfall will allow me to have an absolutely stunning summer ahead, then an absolutely stunning life thereafter.
The death of me. The wokest bullshit waste of time squandered on 'singing' tribal songs and discussing a potluck Xmas lunch that screams of food poisoning.
I'd rather get buried alive than attend another fucking ridiculous team meeting.
A combination of dead-boring and yuck. A flavor profile that is not only foul, but also does nothing for nobody. Can be used to describe people, jobs, suburbs, the government and anything that crops up in life in a negative sense.
after today's team meeting where the aim of the game was to guess celeb's real names, I can confidently confirm that the new manager is vanilla coked.
she is so fucking vanilla coked up, that wokester bitch who glared at me.
getting vanilla coked is one way to end your life.
When you decide to go for a peaceful Sunday solo walk by some lake or similar body of water, only to be shook by the realization that a gongregation of noisy plebs have decided to do the same. Weaving in and out of hordes of Lululemon legging fanatics clutching those oversized sippy drink bottles, mass-produced chihuahuas, numerous Chinese extended familia groups with chids jacked up on Pokemon candy, a plethora of idiots who can't control their dogs and kids, alongside obnoxiously fat pushchairs that come startling close to pushing you off the damn path into the mud or bush.
Holy reck, this bicycle should get off the damn path instead of taking up precious foot traffic space already taken up by the bloody Sunday Gongregation!
After witnessing the excessive Gongregation from hell, I am in dire need of intensive therapy.
The typical over 50s female with scraggly hair, overall disheveled appearance, husky voice like she smokes 10 packs a day and that overwhelming air of look-at-me-I'm-a biker-chick persona. The type who will never learn your name if you're ethnic and totters around like a drunk scarecrow, whatever that means.
the pure definition of hot mutton mess are types like Megan or Leigh.
hot mutton mess sounds like a cheap open sandwich you'd buy from a budget food truck but in fact, it actually defines a person.
A lifestyle you can't obtain just by working the good ol' honest and basic 9 to 5 doing what people tell you to do. If you weren't born balls deep in money, embezzling is the fast track way to live the life you think you deserve.
Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's embezzlebling.
when you think you got rid of something or someone for good, only to have said subject come hurtling back towards you triple fold with no reasonable reason for this unforgiving bullshit that you deserve to avoid.
Farrrkkkkk dandruff is a boomeranger! I look like a flaky meringue pie whiter than the English snow and I'm ethnic!
Lolita was meant to move to Australia for good but she's back under the same roof as me after less than one week abroad. Whatta boomeranger situation this is and I am not impressed.