Death twats always drink a Captain and Sprite. She requires a lime.
Me: “Excuse me. I need a lime with my Captain and Sprite.”
Bartender: “oh Lord, thats the Death Twat Signature Drink”
One personal hit from a bong that is analogous to taking a gravity bong hit.
Fuck, I need a bong twat.
I didn't make it to the session in time, so I had to pack myself a bong twat.
A group of incredibly cool women with individuality, feisty opinions, style and attitude. Much swearing. Fiercely loyal friendship group.
Look at that amazing Twat Pack. I wish I was part of such a cool group.