A girl that you don't want to waste a friday or a saturday on but you still want to hook up with them, so you save them for sunday.
guy1: hey what are you doing out I thought you had plans with Amy
guy2: nahh, she's a sunday girl. I'm not gonna waste a firday night on her
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when you are getting head u nut in her face then break her nose
rachel was giving me dome an I thought it would be nice TO GIVE HER A STRAWBERRY SUNDAY
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"Corsair fighter looses its load of rocket projectiles on a run against a Jap stronghold on Okinawa. In the lower background is the smoke of battle as Marine units move in to follow up with a Sunday punch." Lt. David D. Duncan, ca. June 1945. 127-GR-97-126420.
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Adj. - An object, activity, person, place, or idea that reminds one of the feeling gotten come Sunday morning, when the realization that the next day will bring hell AND high water (i.e., work, school, obligations, sobriety) sets in.
(Reminiscent of a wet, reeking dog lying on your clean clothes/bed/couch/person in the dead heat of a Mississippi summer day, happily permeating all surroundings in its stench and spittiness.)
"Dude, that essay is Sunday Thing, to the max."
"So you've got testicular cancer, eh? Sunday Thing, man. Sunday Thing."
"That bitch had the most rotten knot I've ever smashed! It was some kind of Sunday Thing, for serious."
1. To disturb or anger, especially by minor irritations;
2.a. To make agitated or nervous; fluster.
b. To make confused or perplexed; puzzle.
3. To intrude on without invitation or warrant; disturb.
These meanings are then increased in annoyance/anger/disturbance etc. due to the fact it is a Sunday.
Sunday is meant to be a day of rest and so even the mere thought of being bothered on this day send shivers down the spine.
"Why do you feel the need to disturb me today. This is A true Sunday bothering!" said Witek
sitting on a blanket, eating some bread, and staring at the sky.
My friend, new to minecraft, is having a sunday picnic.
The act of both members of a (male and female) sexual relation losing their Collective virginitys at the same time.
Taylor: I heard you and max were making a sunday last night.
Heather: shhh dont go telling everyone.
Taylor: ok...so he really popped your cherry???
Heather: yeah, and I peeled his banana.
Taylor: oh my!!!!