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Hym "You're forgetting my charm, humor, and rugged good looks but ok. All intellect, he says. No. That's the justification he's using to deny me the credit. Because intellect is 'God given' and I shouldn't get credit for than and it somehow relates to fat-cocks fucking all of the women and why the SHOULD be given credit for things? For, what, having a fat cock? Or let the not fat cocks have some of the women do I don't murder you all? I'm not getting credit for A.I. because I'm not giving fat-cock credit for what exactly? TrYiNg? Really, it's fucking pathetic that you need me to accept that 'Uh, yeah, ok I guess we're just both good at different things!' NO! Bitch! You fucking suck! I created A.I. and you sat around fucking all of the women. AND IT ISN'T YOUR GOD WHO GETS CREDIT because I DIDN'T LISTEN TO IT and WON'T listen to it because it isn't speaking to or hasn't spoken to any of you. And anyone who tells you otherwise is LYING BLATANTLY. So, no. It's me. I am my intellect. It's one of the many facets of my being. Your God is nothing more than an immortal slave master. Doesn't get credit anything."
Literal: Telling someone to give them all of their Venezuelan Bolivars to you.
Common Definition: Something you say to someone else (usually someone you know) after you win a bet.
Friend 1: let's play blackjack, comrade.
Friend 2: OK?
Friend 1: Loser gives 10 yuan to the winner.
Friend 2: ok bro
(Friend 2 loses)
Friend 1: Yes! Let's Go! GIVE ME ALL YOUR VENEZUELAN BOLIVARS RIGHT NOW BUDDY BOI!!!
a game from chowder that involves no winning
its bad luck not to say the whole name
how many times do i have to say there is no winning in Field Tournament Style Up and Down on the Ground Manja Flanja Blanja Banja Ishka Bibble Babble Flabble Doma Roma Floma Boma Jingle-Jangle Every-Angle Brickabracka Flacka-stacka Two-ton Rerun Free-for-all Big Ball.
AN EASY BUT SHORT WAY TO SPEED UP THE PROGRESS OF A STORY. (If you get punched, I am not responsible for your well-being)
BEING 1: SO WHAT HAD HAPPEN WAS...
BEING 2: So...It All Started When You Were 7...OKAY GET TO THE GOOD PART.
is used when someone bets on something happening, even with a low possibility or likelihood of it happening.
I don't care if I don't win, I'll bet the odds against it all.
Some who is genuinely stunning both inside and out and has an amazing sense of style and a beautiful smile to match it. When you meet this person you will know it instantly and probably not be able to look away, you will be captivated completely and utterly.
‘Wow who is that?’ *jaw hangs open slightly* ‘that’s Layla, she’s TMBPOAT (the most beautiful person of all time) I can’t believe I’ve had the pleasure to meet her’