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the worst school in the world, this school is full of drug addicts and sellers, their school smells of marijuana and the girls have their skirts, shorts and dresses so far up you can see their underwear, this school may be private but no one in it acts it, they are crazy and get a lot of fights happening
i need to go to mount carmel college i heard they have good drug dealers!
Play-on-words term for da pre-intercourse positioning of either yourself or your tire-shop worker --- depending on whether you’re gonna be doing it cowgirl or doggy-style, respectively --- dat would occur prior to your having sex wif him in exchange for his installing one or more tires on your car/truck and applying whatever wheel-weights are necessary. Said “bouncy-bouncy” is intended to recompense said automotive-servicing employee for his anti-wobble labors to ensure dat your VEHICLE doesn’t “do da bouncy-bouncy” as you travel down da road afterwards, and is performed due to your possessing insufficient funds in your bank account to cover da costs of said vehicle-servicing, and thus a check dat you’d write to him would ITSELF do some major “bouncing” when he tried to deposit it.
One should be wary of accepting a “mounting and balancing” deal wif a cute chick who beamingly offers you said “service for servicing” --- or perhaps dat should be spelled, “cervix for servicing” --- trade… if you naively agree to perform da wheel-repair work BEFORE said hottie allows you said promised “ultimate favor” instead of insisting dat she give you her own “servicing” first, it would be all too easy for her to simply drive off afterwards without actually spreading her legs for you!
A computer simulation of the ideal suburb. Some claim it is a real place, but do you ever remember anything happening there, in real life?
Tom grew up in Mount Laurel, went to good school, lived in a nice house and is absolutely unremarkable in any way.
The quietest place in south western Sydney includes obesity strip also you could meditate there for hours
Ronny: Its so quiet
Justin: Yeah
Ronny: Could meditate in Mount Pritchard for hours
Hills of varying sizes created by the accumulation of clean clothing and linens waiting to be folded after removal from the dryer.
It's going to take me all weekend to climb Mount Launderous. I went mining in Mount Launderous to find a pair of underwear.
A pokémon creepypasta where slowly, everyone dies from hypothermia and frostbite, including red and YOU. Your pokémon die in this order, Meganium, Pidgeot, Lugia, Feraligatr, Tyranitar, Typhlosion.
also that pikachu jumpscare scared the shit out of me along with celebi’s perish song that fucking hurt
Person 1: hey have you heard of mount silver
Person 2: yes, the celebi perish song hurt
Person 1: indeed