The term "sweatin like nigga on a rape charge" dates right back as far as to when white man, first layed eyes on a hard working black man sweatin as he ran his daily errands and went about his business.
Simon - Dude.. suss how much Clayton is sweatin today what the fuck
Adrian - Yeah man.. hes on a rape charge i bet you would be sweatin too cunt
Simon - No shit dude.. i definitely would be sweatin like a nigga on a rape charge
Your controller disconnected. specifically your dualshock controller
"ah shit my DUALSHOCK 4 disconnected. Charge the battery
When you do enough cocaine and MDNA to have ass sex 4 times, and get pink eye, but still hire a babysitter to go out for more. Typical good old fashion Holiday Bender behavior.
I want to blow bbg and do blow after our super charged ass sex marathon but tomorrow I need to get more pink eye medicine.
Literally the best song ever wtf like how can a song be so good
*"In the Absence of Strong Evidence to the Contrary, One May Step Out of the Way of the Charging Bull" starts playing*
Me: OOOOOOHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHH
When you plug your charger into your phone, only to realize later that you never actually plugged the charger into an outlet.
I didn't know why my battery was at 2%, until I realized that I phantom charged it
That desperate time when you just can't charge your phone without your girlfriend wrapped around your arms. As soon as the battery percentage reaches 69%, that's when things start to get a little out of control.
Joe: *put's his phone on the charger
Julie: *starts cuddling with Joe for no reason
Joe: "Uh, what are you doing"
Julie: "What do you mean what am I'm doing. Were charging and chilling"
**15 minutes later, battery reaches 69%**
Julie: *starts taking her clothes off
Joe: "Why are you taking your clothes off?"
Julie: "What do you mean? This charging chillin got me horny, not help me take your clothes off now"
A criminal charge where a creepy man either sexually assaulted or attempted to sexually assault a woman. Usually used in jail to degrade another inmate who looks suspicious.
Carl: Can I sit here at this table to eat my dinner?
Jacob: No way. You look like you've got a get off me charge. Better scram.
Carl: Okay. I'm sorry.
Jacob: Move it!