Congratulations. You have reached unholy levels of boredom. You have nothing left to do in life or your supposed to be writing an essay on goddamn sand in school.
You: I have no life
Me: I know
You: I just typed |?"}>:{+<LP_MKO)NJI(BHU*VGY&CFT^XDR%ZSE$AW#Q@!~ on my computer.
Me: I wrote an Urban Dictionary about that and am now writing and imaginary conversation.
You: -_-
20π 2π
Congrats, you found another pinnacle of boredom. You could be getting your homework done but somehow you got here.
Me: Yo I just typed `1qaz2wssx3edc4rfv5tgb6yhn7ujm8ik,9ol.0p;/-'=\|?"}>:{+<LP_MKO)NJI(BHU*VGY&CFT^XDR%ZSE$AW#Q@!~
David: Bro just get back to work.
3π 1π
Creeper? aw man
So we back in the mine swinging pickaxe from side to side
(Side side to side)
Named for West Virginia rapper Mr. Awful, referring to the act of sex in a windbreaker.
βShe got so wet that I pulled a Mr. Awful.β
βI hear sheβs a squirter; you might go with the Mr. Awful.β
Work that is so incredibly well done that when people observe the results their jaws drop as their eyes take in the perfection of the work.
I knew right away that James was the mechanic who fixed my car because he had done such an awed job that it felt like I was driving a brand new car. It was perfect.
A game that you have a lot of fun with, but sucks in several ways
"I've had good memories on this Awful game"