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A U.S. plan of attack developed in 1974 to be used against the hungarians and their bitch asses...
Gold mercury? Haha, I'll shoot that fuckin bear.
A chav-type women who insists on dressing in tracksuit bottoms and tops, with huge hooped earrings, that if you actually gave her a shower and some nice clothes would look very attractive
Warren: "Jesus! Look at the state of her, she looks like shit!"
Danny: "Nah mate, give her a class dress and a bit of make-up and she'll be hot; that's Urban Gold right there!"
A practice in European Union, when its Member State adds new (and often more demanding) requirements to those that are expected in common legislation - mainly directives. Sometimes caused by overzealous bureaucrats, sometimes it is just their pure idiocy.
Bureaucrat 1: Recipients of this EU schemes are asked to submit invoices upon the end of the project.
Bureaucrat 2: Let's also ask them to write a 100-page long end-of-mission report, 10 testimonies of beneficiaries and copies of Annual reports 10 years back.
Bureaucrat 1: But that is gold-plating!
Bureaucrat 2: Sure, but we do not really want European money.
When cum deposited on a back ferments and and becomes like a fine wine
I turned her around and we were about to go at it, until I noticed some Ukrainian gold...I immediately threw up all over her back.
A phrase meant to describe greedy persons who put wealth and or personal gain before the wellbeing of others.
"That gold nose could smell out even a penny buried in the sand!"
"That gold nosed tax collector took practically everything!"
I hope merry this man, have beautiful and very, very, very smart kids and that we can trust, respect, love and support each other, like a dog and a homeless blind man. I love this man. He's the only one, in fact. But, he think he's not. In my heart, you are. And I'm so afraid, cause he is just too perfect to me - and not only to me, for sure... I don't want to lose him, for God's sake... But I'm just a frightened dog in the rain, waiting for him to come to my station. I don't think he will come at time. I will die, starving for his love.
However, I think I never had him and never will. I hope the angels listen to me weeping for him and bring his love to me at once or send me words to fill the void of a life without him, my beloved. Without him, I'm just me: a ghost, a shadow, a dying star in his blue distant eyes.
Jonathan, my Gold... You are like a God so beautiful you are, in every way (sighing)
The act of getting your head stuck in a fish bowl full of water. Next, frantically masturbate with the goal of finishing before you pass out and drown in the fish bowl.
Jordan was delighted at the thought of adding some spice to his life by ending his night with an agressive gold fish. This would be much more enjoyable then banging the deadfish of a lay in his bedroom one more time.