When a situation or setting os overloaded with simping or gaying enough to be recognizable by any of the 5 senses.
Holy shit the room, it smells like brodie
on this day (september 16th) you have sex with someone named brody
“wow do you know what day it is?”
“yes it’s National Fuck A Brody Day”
on this day (september 16th) you have sex with someone named brody
“wow do you know what day it is?”
“yes it’s National Fuck A Brody Day”
on this day (september 16th) you have sex with someone named brody
“wow do you know what day it is?”
“yes it’s National Fuck A Brody Day”
on this day (september 16th) you have sex with someone named brody
“wow do you know what day it is?”
“yes it’s National Fuck A Brody Day”
She likes it up the furs with the crew
If you find bras in bushes send them back to her
Looses them after you know what
She loves galmon and salt
Not table salt either someone else’s salt if you know what I mean
She’s one of the locals in west very well known in fact
She’s known for making very good galmon and eating lots of salt which is discusting
Brodie Roberts born n bred galmon maker
Type of kid of whos mum doesnt know how to turn on a heater
She also forgets brodys birthday
6"2 and a fucking unit of a machine weighing in at 100 big macs to the ounce
Brody griffin is a unit