Like jumping the shark, but thank's to Game of Thrones disaster of a season 8, remodeled.
Last night on GoT, they sank the dragon. again.
Masterbate extremely hard until it rips the skin
Man I stroked the dragon so hard last night and I hurts bad. Stroke the dragon
Sexual intercourse wherein one partner is positioned behind the other (i.e., "doggy style"), during which one or both partners are exceptionally high on hallucinogens, or at least have particularly good imaginations.
Boredom is the mother of innovation.
At this point, what wasn't stale for us was probably physically impossible, or at least would cost my security deposit. I'd fucked with him from above, below, front and behind. In harnesses, in costumes, strap-ons, and blinds. But today, today was special. We watched How to Train your Dragon, Reign of Fire, and left a demo of Panzer Dragoon playing on the screen, and we each demolished an eighth after picking up shrooms from our source uptown. I put him behind me to start the night's sexcapades, but suddenly in a blink we weren't burnouts fucking like dogs in a shitty apartment. I was a beautiful, winged beast, with claws like great curved swords, with tits like two zeppelins, and he was a rider, young and full of wanderlust, and together we were possessed of that ancient thrill, dragon riding. Off we flew, sexing past enemy fire through the defenses of the Dick Empire to claim the ancient artifact, Sexcalibur, for ourselves.
Steve went red kiting and ended up getting a huge dragon stamp after he tripped on the kite
An animal in the hood on or around dark ass road. This cat makes a mean meow or growl aounds like a roar from a ligerpotomous. And you are high on meth smoking a cigarette outside and you don't know why this potental dragon sized bobcat is coming your way. But most likely you've just been up a few days and your paranoid and trippin.
Him: Holy fuck dude that mf sounds crazy
Her: what is it david
Him: krysta are you serious ita a fuckin dragon cat i need to make sure i can out run you bc that bitch sounds mad.
To talk bad about somebody behind their back, while they are standing within earshot of you.
Paul: Oh, John, he has to be gay. He just acts so--
John: What was that?
Paul: OH, HI!
Jack: You shouldn't pull a dragon, Paul.
Period. Menstruation. Satan's sacrificial fountain week. That 7 days or so when a biologically female person's uterus wall layers shed a microscopic egg and blood and tissues while the person with said uterus typically becomes a dragon that does not tolerate anyone or anything.
Him: Why is she so bitchy today?
Her: *rolls eyes* It's her dragon week this month.