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The permanent, orange-red shirt splotches that betray aggressive ingestion of over processed, commercialized, Spaghetti-like, canned, pseudo-Italian food products.
Oh, for fuck sake! Did you eat that canned spaghetti crap for lunch again?
Yeah, why?
Because yer shirt is covered in Chef Boyardots; and that shit ain't comin' off any time soon.
A phrase uttered in abject despair as an attempt to arrest further non-sensical commentary by the genuinely clueless.
Oh, it's obvious that everything happens for 'a reason' , that god is in the trees and that the universe wants you to have anything you desire!!
(looking skyward with out-stretched arms): SHUT'YER MUSH
25π 3π
The inevitably sad, visual and physical derangement, that the ravages of time and the relentless effect of gravity impart to the otherwise youthful, buxom, robust condition that is the female bosom.
Oh, ho-lee-shit!! I haven's seen that rack since college; back then it was worthy, full and fun...now the bitch just has a sad set of schloppy boobs! WTF, get some fuckin surgery or something...
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The unfortunate airspace that exists between the asshole and the toilet bowl--the water containing filth insulator; exposure opportunity responsible for creating bystander entrapment, near-asphyxiating Rest Room Haz-Mat emergency conditions.
Ok, dat bitch got'sa shit 'ass-IN-water', not INTO the water...gotta close dat Stank Gap for real. Prolly could cut down on the audible and splash-back as well...think of the children! It just ain't right!
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The combination of X-box play and Beats headphone use rendering a teenage male unreachable and in complete and utter isolation from the surrounding environment.
I tried to tell him that the house was burning down, but he was Beats-deaf and didn't make it out!
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The paroxysm of euphoria experienced by unexpectedly rapid crypto currency valuation.
Oh, holy fuck! Ether and XRP are up 40% each in the last 30'days!
Enjoy the cryptogasm! That shit is gonna drop by 75% in the next 3 months.
An inexplicable, curiously concerning behaviour frequently demonstrated by individuals with near-pathologic emotional, physical (and possibly spiritual) attachment to a specific vehicle, often a motorcycle--that, once relinquished either by sale or trade, creates such tremendous internal loss-aversion that any and all measures are taken to restore possession, often at financial detriment.
Ok, that's the FIFTH fuckin' time that he's either traded or sold that damn Harley only to chase down the new owner in remorse. Each time he's lost money, time and self-respect...but it sure is entertaining watching the motoreturnus profundus!
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