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The post-divorce whore, or PDW, is akin to the old school player. She pretends to be looking for a relationship to manipulate men into bed (like that requires skill), then plays the victim to bail or simply ghost her victims. Bro tip-if she's cheated in a relationship, bashes on her ex, been in a threesome(s)...she's not relationship material.
Divorced Dad - Dude, check out this new Indiana cougar on Hinge I met--she checks all the boxes!
Coach - Yeah bro, no; she has way more male FB friends than females...classic PDW.
Divorced Dad - PDW?
Coach - Post-Divorce Whore - PDW...She'll tear your heart out, bro.
A man of much muscle and great work ethic
Jacob Post is an absolute unit.
Post-Nut Confusion, (Not to be *confused* with post-nut clarity) is the feeling of confusion after you have just bust a nut. It's like you don't even know what you just watched. You don't feel shame or guilt, just straight-up confusion.
Person 1: What the fuck did I just watch. Dude, I think I just got Post-Nut Confusion right now, not even clarity. I'm just confused as hell.
They are the people who prefer to keep their life private and mind in their own businesses. They are not insecure enough to seek social validation to sustain their ego. They prefer a quiet and meaningful life away from all the unintended impulsive blunders. They clearly understand they difference between "a man and a boy" and "a lady and a girl". The parameters of so-overrated teenager kinda "being cool" is not a thing of their pursuit rather they hound for attainment and amelioration of "elegance and grace" . Their level of consciousness have evolved to such extents that they can see through the illusions of all man-made frameworks and they value honour more than others' perceived portraits of structure.
"Drego has like zero instagram posts, no doubt that he is a prodigy but a bit self-contained"
When you've been up all day and night taking care of patients and your taint stanks.
Bri: Yo man, what the fuck's that smell?!
Me: Sorry, bruh. I've been up all night taking care of patients. Got some mad post-call perineum (PCP).
The Sudden realization of what one has created some time or immediately after its completion.
Man 1: Hey check out this thing I made
Man 2: Huh, that's...
Man 1: I know... Sick Right?
Man 3: Dude that's fucking wicked!
Man 1: Thanks man I've been working on this for a while now
Sometime Later...
Man 1: What, the fuck...
Man 2: Hey are you alright?
Man 1: I... I made this...
Man 1: What the fuck why did I make this
Man 2: Are you talking about the thing you made?
Man 1: Yeah man... Jesus Christ...
Man 2: Yep, that's Post Art Clarity alright
Sex position in which the man enters the woman with her legs on his shoulders while at the same time she scratches his beard.
Caitlin and I totally did the Scratching Post last night. I don't know if the sex or the beard scratches felt better.