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when you have annoying ass friends and they don't know how to stfu
friend 1: actually its said...
friend 2: go to hell honestly
When your super car is in top gear.
“How’d you loose your liceance?”
“I was flapped the hell out when I saw the rollers!”
When you want to say fuck you but you in a joking way.
David: You stink
Kyle: Hell You
Super Earth - Our home. Prosperity, liberty and democracy - Our way of life. But freedom doesn't come free: it is every man, woman and child's duty to protect our home, our culture, and our families. Why not make the most important decision of your life; make the safety of your family a personal responsibility, and prove that you have the strength and courage to be free?
Join the HELLDIVERS! Travel the galaxy, visit the capitals, meet unusual people and represent the federation. Secure the resources we need to preserve our way of life and create a future for Super Earth. Spread managed democracy throughout the galaxy.
Become more than you are. Become a Hero. Become... a Legend!
Helldiver 1 "hey did you see that new Hell diver derek?"
Helldiver 2 "no but i hope hes giving those bugs hell"
From a Clint Eastwood movie spoken by a native American his compadre. It means .... The shit gonna hit 🎯 the fan. Eastwood didn't fuck around!!! It means getting retribution... It means
JUSTICE! And these fuckin commie chinks say Budda say Oh ! do not seek revenge.. fore u must dig to graves... One for your enemy.. And one for You. BULLSHIT!!! Fuck China
Oh Shit! Hells coming to Breakfast
A hell-horn is a fifth sized bottle of low budget alcohol, usually whiskey, which is not palatable enough to use in a mixed drink, but is tasty enough to drink (yak) straight out of the bottle after many hours of drinking low budget beer, i.e. Busch, Rainier, and Keystone (don't be fooled by the trendy lite and ice versions) which comes in 3 different sized cans (called classic, tallboy and tally, respectively) and is emblazoned with an animal, usually a deer, elk, or moose on it's label.
The owner of the hell-horn is a tiny blonde man who is wiry and spry, listens to AC/DC, and is usually the oldest person at a party, but fits right in, and who has invented many pipes and bongs out of everyday household items. These items are the envy of head shops worldwide. There is usually a dead animal in his yard every time you visit him.
I went to an after party and my friend, Craig, approached me with a bottle of Potter's whiskey. I told him to give me a yak off that hell-horn and I don't remember anything after that.