Answer to question that means neither true, nor false.
Anonymous Friend:
"Hey Jimmy, did you put true or false for the answer to question five on that test?"
Jimmy:
"Actually, I couldn't make up my mind, so I put MORRIS."
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a derivation of the terms βmuzzaβ or βmozzerβ which describes unfortunate events relating specifically to mopeds, scooters or other means of transport with engines of less than 100cc capacity.
Can be used in any of the following situations: receiving parking fines, receiving speeding fines, fines for driving in bus lanes, having the scooter knocked over by cars, crashing whilst driving carelessly, having batteries stolen and having entire scooters/mopeds stolen.
βWhat a morriβ, βIβm sick of all these morriβs with my scooterβ, βIf it wasnβt for that morri I would have been quite happy todayβ.
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Dumbass, huge idiot, probably gay, loves dick in his asshole, thinks he is cool while being a complete jackass
Person 1: That kid is so weird
Person 2: what a Morris
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the meaning of the Morris the in Kunikan Land means molested...
i was morrised by the taht man lastday...
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Amzing actress, dancer and singer. The best triple threat in the world. Super hot and can turn straight girls gay, and gay men straight. The girl with the never ending legs!
That girl can dance. She is such a Heather Morris.
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The comedic genius behind (and in front of) "On The Hour" "The Day Today" "Brass Eye" "Blue Jam" "Jam" "Jaaaaam" "My Wrongs 8245 - 8249 & 117" "Nathan Barley" among other things.
Known satirist, prankster and artist. He holds the record for the most complained about broadcast in British broadbasting history for his 2001 special of Brass Eye discussing the problem of paedophiles.
The Day Today:
"Those are the headlines. God, I wish they weren't."
Brass Eye:
"People say that alcohol's a drug. It's not a drug, it's a drink!"
Brass Eye Special:
"Why is it that we can no longer think of the British Isles, without the word paedoph in front of them?"
(Paedoph-isles)
Jam:
"When dancing, lost in techo trance, arms flailing, gawky Bez, then find you snagged on frowns, and slowly it dawns, you're jazzing to the bleep tone of a life support machine that marks the steady fading of your day old baby daughter. And when midnight sirens lead to blue flash road mash, stretchers, covered heads and slippy red macadam, and find you creeping 'neath the blankets, to snuggle close a mangle bird, hoping you soon too will be freezer drawed. Then welcome. Mmm, blue chemotherapy wig. Welcome. In Jam, Jam, Jam, Jam, Jaaaaam."
Nathan Barley:
"You should come, dollsnatch. It's gonna be total fucking Mexico."
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