The one phrase which states quite clearly, the sarcastic way to finish an argument against something.
Said sarcastically or angrily, more or less, with a short burst of temper .
If someone doesn't like your opinion on anything, pretty much, this is said in huge retort to that, and pretty much defines your strong position to it.
"What? You don't like Zelda Breath of the Wild? Fine! Torches are on the left, pitchforks are on the right. Come and get me!"
Talking down on them or situations they have going on
When someone comes for your family it makes you mad
Never giving up on him. Never letting go of my relationship... Welcome to death row
I'm not coming up off him, I'm not coming up off her
An event that never takes place because anyone who participates in the practice of playing a trumpet would not ever want to leave due to the high levels of enjoyability.
Friend 1: so I was coming home from trumpet practice...
Friend 2: stop lying man, I know you don’t play trumpet. Anyone who did wouldn’t just “come home from trumpet practice”
Come on the boys! Is a phrase made by “Ben Foster” the Watford goalkeeper. He does YouTube and his name is Cycling GK (This is by him cycling a lot)
“Ooh and some ketchup with that, I will see you tomorrow for the game. Come on the boys!”
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Man 1 : Hey Jim! The demons are coming
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They never last.
"He's probably cheating on me" said the girlfriend (she was cheating on him)
"should include the word being defined" said the crybaby. "Fine" said the me.
Girlfriends (u see whats coming)