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A basement with no stairs, where you trippy trap your bitches. ALWAYS place a trippy trap for yo mother freaking bitches.
Ella: AHHHHHAHH
plunk
Ella:god dang it, I fell for this man’s trippy trappy house hole!!!!!!
Strange old lady: been there done that…is it just me or do you look like a cheese string?
A house where all the meth heads go to hang out and stay up for days at a time stealing shit from eachother and helping one another look for said stolen items
Let's go to Wes's house and get methed out.
The State Of Vermont's Parade Is A Haunted House For Coding Artisty <3.25ms to 15 Hours> By Angel Hellstrom Jose Robles
The State Of Vermont's Parade Is A Haunted House For Coding Artisty <3.25ms to 15 Hours> By Angel Hellstrom Jose Robles
A person who openly and unashamedly cheats on their partner with any willing soul.
"Did you hear that Jeremy homewrecked John and Emily's relationship?"
"No dude you've got it all wrong. He cant homewreck them since Emily is an Open House"
If two shot-houses are near to each other; usually connected by adjoining property, nearby parking, or related ownership. This allows participants to walk between the two without having to drive.
Ryan: That backyard dog makes a great bouncer for this Shot-House Hopping event. If you walk to close to it while you are drunk it's chain trips you on your face!
Dana: That's what makes the difference between a Hopping and a crawl!
Ryan: (Drunk, Rolling on the ground laughing)
Veteran franciscans know one of the best places to get the best seafood in the city is. Ye olde clam house on bayshore blvd near 3rd Street and just a stones throw from the alameny off ramp from 101.
Ye olde clam house is a wonderful place to eat but if you're in the city and you don't have a car you could hop a Muni #9 San Bruno and it might take awhile but you'd eventually get there and it's definitely worth it!
Getting Housed is when you go to the hospital during a bad trip and they kick your door down and take all your shit
"I just got done getting housed by Merrifield Crisis Center who ransacked my shit and stole $100,000 worth of consumants that were supposed to last me until I was 50."