Someone who doesn't text while driving, but does only while stopped at a red light. Figures this is the safest way to text "while driving."
Kirstyn is always red light texting. Never on the move, only while stopped. Her parents are greatly relieved.
After a close call in traffic, Pansy stopped texting and became a red light texter.
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This Red Hat virus is really serious and it is killing a lot of people.
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keep quite when they lose and become arrogant jackasses when they win.
even though the yankees have been 26-1 against the yankees in world seires wins in the past 86-ish years they don't realize it.
yay we won a world series we're soooo much better than the yankees
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to be a bitch like those bitchy secreteries and such who always bite your head off when you ask them a question
man: Jane from accounting's got red nails
Jane: Fuck off!!
Man:dude, dont ask her out shes got red nails, she'll eat you alive!!
Dude:yeah ima geter drunk first
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A red light challenge is when you are stopped at a red light with a passenger in the front seat and you see how far you can go in hooking up before the light changes. Bonus points if you are not in a relationship with the person.
I was at a red light with Cindy and we totally went for the red light challenge. It was awesome!
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Red Sox Logic(noun) -Red Sox Logic: (noun) The art of ignoring any negative history regarding your franchise and only referring to recent success.Made famous by the Boston Red Sox fan base. (See Bandwagon, as well as mental midget)
Jimmy the retarded Chowdaead boldly uses his Red Sox Logic
"The Boston Red Sox have always been the greatest baseball team and always will be."
His friend Billy who has half a brain says "The Sox were a piece of shit for a loooooooong time you retard."
"No way" says Jimmy
Look it up says Billy
"He was right" says Jimmmy after looking it up
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The act of filling a girl's asshole full of catsup (a Heinz enema or douche if you will) then dipping and eating french fries out of her forbiddin hole.
I wish Leigh Ann wasn't a dyke cause I would love to give her a Red Eye Fry.
CLINT: Is it lunch time yet?
MIKE: Yup! I sure can go for some Red Eye Fry.
CLINT: Great! Lets hit the strip club, I'll bring the catsup!
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