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kancer is an illusion and does not kill people
I don't have Kansa, i have cancer, because cancer does not kill.
Yet another treasured phrase from the very essence of the internet itself 4chan. First uttered by a random guy after beating another random guy while odviously drunk/on drugs.
2 Guys called Bob and Mark are playing yet another random game.
Bob: Damm. I am gonna die soon.
Bob: Haha I got away.
Bob's Character: *dies to Mark
Mark: KILLING YOU OH YEA!!!
Bob: Wtf?
Mark: What?
Used to describe a situation where you really need to comply to a specific action or else you will face heavy consequences from your supervisor.
John: I thought we are going to play video games?
Jim: I NEED TO DO MY CHORES FIRST OR MY MUM WILL KILL ME AND SELL MY CORPSE ON THE BLACK MARKET!!!
refers to a person needing to change there personality for one reason or another
She needs a personality kill to take some of that narcissism out of her.
Me, Me, Me, that's all I hear from you, damn you need a personality kill!
When someone hits it and leaves you for dead
Laid out like road kill after that dick down
An old, hag looking, ghetto weave that sits awkwardly on top of the head . Road Kill weaves don't move or flow, they stay stuck in one position like a crooked
postage stamp.
You'll know when you see a weave that has entered Road Kill stage because it looks like a car that needs a front end alignment (which is exactly the problem with a Road Kill weave: it needs to be realigned).
One of the most ridiculous looking Road Kill weaves are blond because it is the most unnatural looking model of Roadkill.
Also called a Davey Crooked.
Why does that stripper's weave look so menacing like a Hunter's wall ornament?
Oh, she's new and just started making money, so she'll probably lose the Road Kill by her next shift.
n. loud bubbly person, who quieted down a bit – Why so shy, Road Kill?
life of the party, funny dude, used to be funnier, clown– Road Kill knows what he has to do to get attention
broken libido, doesn’t stick to his agenda, dull, residuals, don't like that look in his eye – Hey, Road Kill, are you SURE you’re ok?
someone who gets ripped apart and doesn’t fight back, or doesn't fight back in the right direction – Hey, Road Kill, wake up and smell the coffee… hint, hint… you’re getting torn apart
a mixed-up panda that eats shrubs – Hey, Road Kill, I wouldn’t trust those guys with my bamboo or my twigs
a cuddly polar bear that is more wicked than you – Hey, Road Kill, seals, fish, or slushy?
“Dude, Road Kill, was HILARIOUS tonight. Does Road Kill need a ride? No worries, he’ll take a cab”
“ ‘Hey, Molly, your husband’s clothes fit funny girl. Do you want to get some of this loving?’
‘You bet your ass I do. It’s my dead ass husband that’s Road Kill not me.’
‘You ready to step into the jungle?’
‘Aw, man, you know I see you. Yeah, I’m looking right at you. You, the Road Kill, I see you. You’re freaking me? You like to watch? How does this make you feel?’ “