Something Phil Anselmo shouted on Pantera's 1990 album, "Cowboys from Hell."
My stand is the human race
Without a label or a face
So they can lick my sack - "Hesresy," Pantera
The first sunday of the month shall be devoted to hacky sack.
Damn! She looks like she got hit in the face with a sack of hot nickels
Sorry ass wimp ass pathetic piece of crap. Man with a dead fish handshake who walks with his shoulders slumped and talks in a whiney voice, slightly feminized and very fearful of confrontation.
Bill: "There's Mike, moping around like lost his only friend. I can't believe how he rolls over every time Eddie steals his lunch money."
Jack: "What a sad sack of shit."
Improving your finances. Getting on your feet financially
I'm about to run up a sack, I'm tired of being broke
when a nigga nutt in ya butt
She finna get sacked in the back field, deadass timbs b