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its where u cover ur whole body in stilton, then let 50 men screw the cheese all over ur body, so there's a double cheese layer
that stilton looks good Dan, lets cover your body and go out to a football match to let 50 men screw it to double it up aka grady brunching
Not what you think.
Defined as modernised loose women in their mid to late twenties. Enjoying female company in a civilised environment, scones and biscuits and cheap prosecco/bucks fizz and other English delicacies.
These women are young, but have experienced life to the fullest and are on the brink of settling down with their partners.. contemplating children, marriage and have just put their deposit down on their first home. They still enjoy the occasional night out, but are equally happy staying at home with the boyf, having a date night in with a Chinese on the way.. followed by cuddles on the couch with the dog snoozing on the carpet and a crap film being played on the telly.
Don't trust these women, they might sound like the wifey type.. but they are the craziest. When she gets home from brunch... bet your ass if she catches you playing FIFA or COD with the lads, she's going to pour hot water on you and shag your best friend while you're at work.
Bruh, why did your girl leave you?
Girl afternoon brunch my G.
Ah man, say no more.
When you take home a biddy on Friday or Saturday after the club, she stays over, then you hit it one more time in the morning, and, while as you are coming, she realizes she is late for brunch with all her single girl friends.
Yo, shawty was hobbling to the bathroom with cum dripping da ass, screaming: “I’m late for brunch.. I’m late for brunch !!”
When one Canadian fella knocks another silly after sun up but before sunny side. (When one is knocked out during brunch and falls face first into the lawn.)
“Hell, Pete straight fed him the grassy brunch when everything turned tit over tadpole.”
“This gawky beaker kept Beakin’ til’ I fed him a grassy brunch.”
“I was shit for sham when this ugly spouter fed me my grassy brunch!”
The birds eating the litter on the floor after break time finishes at school.
Everytime i stare at the window, i always see pigeons picking at the litter on the floor and flying away with food, it's as if it's a Bird Brunch.
Limousine Liberals without the money. They look the part and talk like they are elite because of their education but don’t have the wealth and power.
Drawn to activism that has high visibility but are seldom seen otherwise. It’s not politics or a cause that motivates them. It’s entertainment and status.
For Brunch Liberals politics only makes sense when accompanied by a poetry jam, public spectacle, art show, colorful decorations, fedoras and music. Look elite, bank pay check to pay check.
When a liberal steps outside of their echo chamber long enough to encounter a different opinion on a subject. It is usually characterized by severe cognitive dissonance, violent rage, and frequent incontinence.
"Waiter, can we get an extra mimosa over here? Karen's having a fit of Brunch rage."
"Yeah, man, Todd's outside, screaming "fascist" over and over. I can't even find his clothes.