Something you say to a friend or friends when you beat them in a game, roast them, etc. It’s a gloating move.
You're little
Faggot: erm! you cant say faggot.. you're not LGBTQ
Me: You're a fucking loser lmfao
faggot: uhm! you cant have your own opinion because its 2024 and i hate you
"shut up you're a fucking loser"
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Yeahahahah... Totally. Didn't direct anything. I literally just did this. You sat there and watched the whole time. It WASN'T THAT. It was this.
Retard "No, YOU'RE an insurrection!"
Hym "Yeah, that's like you're one trick, isn't it? And that claim that I don't think Schizophrenia is real? That's what I mean when I talk about reductio ad absurdum. You hoist the reductio ad absurdum and then try to rope me in to talking parallel to the thing I ACTUALLY said. Doesn't work. I do want to see you guess explain this to ANYONE. 'Yeah, we did a truman show to a guy and then when he threatened kids over it we monetized it and piled on while doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to prevent Hym from getting within arms reach of a kid.' That'll go over well. Especially now that online influencer can be liable for radicallizing their viewer... We all know exactly how far I'll go to impress little Emma over there. So... Yeah."
adj.
the state of one individual being proclaimed "IT" because they tapped on the sun and it glowed.
ORGIN
- The term 'Glowing' has historically been in reference to an individual being drunk and their face becoming red.
EX. "Asian Glow"
- "You're Glowing" the phrase is a compliment shared by many young woman when a friend is looking extra cute on
a day or displaying an inner light because of recent events.
"HAHA Jeremy 'YOU'RE GLOWING'!!! Guess you have to roll the dice!"
Someone you don't like is being a jerk and you want to insult them. Call them something salty and reference them to being small (down there) (can reference a gherkin too)
You have some nerve to try and insult me when you're a pickle.
The act of defending yourself after losing the gulag and your teammates are roasting you. A way of defense after you fuck up and you know you're wrong.
person 1 : You suck. How do you lose the gulag so many times.
person 2 : You're Seven alright.
Any familiar music that plays associated with inevitable death.
Person 1: (Forgets to wind up the music box, so pop goes the weasel plays)
Person 2: the official you're screwed theme.