Who made you?

A father and a mother made you, just like everyone else. It took a duality to make you, your mother couldnt do it by herself if she wanted to.

What's the point of asking a question like Who made you? And while single fathers are not a big deal, you wonder why single mothers are such a bigger deal. Females dont need males to make it, males dont need females.

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Who gay...You gay

If your reading this accept it and let others read it and be gay like you!

*psss*Who gay...You gay

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Who asked you anyway?

A response given to a party who offers an opinion when no invitation for opinion was ever extended.

Person A:
"Email me if you are interested in renting the home"

Response:
"In you (spelling mistake) dreams, blah, blah, market won't hold that price...blah, blah, I am not interested in the home, but thought I would open my unproductive mouth anyway.. blah, blah!

Person A:
Learn how to spell, learn how to be tactful in your emails, and oh ya, "Who asked you anyway?"

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Who do you talk to

That nigga you talk to babymomma

Her:Who do you talk to?

Me:That Nigga you talk to babymomma

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You Who Dilly

Slang term, mostly used in the small town of Colon Michigan, for a dildo. Can also be yelled out if you just did something very redneck-like.

I heard his mom uses a you who dilly!

I went into my sisters room while she was using her you who dilly! I almost threw up!

I just fucked my cousin in my truck! You who dilly!!!

Who told you to put the balm on?

A response to someone who does something that undermines a perfectly devious strategy, taken from the words of Jackie Childs from Seinfeld when Kramer put balm on his thighs which cured the burns from a hot cup of coffee, thus thwarting their strategy to sue for permanent disfigurement.

I set up a fake meeting in my calendar so I wouldn't have to go to the staff meeting, then you screwed it up by suggesting we push the staff meeting back an hour. Who told you to put the balm on?

Who Cooks for You?

Song of the Barred Owl, by consensus of the ornithological community. Who Cooks for You? Who Cooks for Yooooou-All?, in two groups of four.

The owls were singing to each other, high in the spruce trees, and it always made them smile. Who Cooks for You? Who-Cooks-for-Yooooo-All? One night, they went outside with his guitar and he played it back to them.