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When someone "likes" your comment on Facebook, writes a response and you feel obligated to "like" his response in return even if it's shite.
I wrote a great piece on Facebook page and some dullard "liked" it but came back with a moronic platitude. But, my Catholic guilt forced me to cross-like his response.
Furiously wanking two gentleman at the sametime.
Last night I went Cross Country skiing with the boys.
The act of a female positioned between two male companions, a phallus clutched within each extremity, animatedly yanking, one hand up, and inversely the other hand thrusting down, so as to appear to be cross-country skiing.
Last night I walked in on Sarah cross-country skiing Matt and John. They were both smirking at me brashly.
A person who is either or all: two-faced, a backstabber, or switches up on you. A disloyal person.
That’s why Jane is always in some drama, because she’s always been a Cross-Artist.
Keith is a Cross-Artist, he cheated on his wife, but she was the only person who had his back when he was down and out.
To be "analyzing/inspecting/viewing/checking out/scoping/judging/whatever else you may call it" a girl (or guy, depending on how you roll), from a great distance.
....you get the picture I'm sure. Today, I was at the top of campus and I had the perfect perch for cross campus creeping on girls. I mean, wouldn't you if you had outstanding vision such as mine?
Darn, I woke up this morning with a Gus Crossing lmao aha.
The bathrooms here are a dangerous place… If you go to the first floor girls bathroom, you will most likely see bitches vaping or hear the bulimics.
You might also meet some of our pervert teachers and don’t worry we have enough to go around.
If you’re feeling down, go across the street where you are sure to find a fight in front of Dunkin Donuts.
“I hate Holy Cross but at least we don’t go to Saint Francis Prep.”