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Drew is a good player irl but when he grabs the controller he turns into a complete sellout. Even his controller wants a new owner.
Drew is a good player irl but when he touches the controller he becomes the biggest sell. Even his controller wants a new owner.
Pig farmer, ignorant, loud mouth, typically older male that cannot grow a head of hair.
Hey Drew.
Someone I owe my life to because I did something that could have destroyed his life. If I could find him I would tell him how sorry I am from the bottom of my heart.
I am begging for your forgiveness Drew. Thank you for allowing me to live.
Andrew is the English form of a given name common in many countries. In the 1990s, it was among the top ten most popular names given to boys in English-speaking countries.3 In Italian, the equivalent to "Andrew" is "Andrea", though "Andrea" is feminine in most other languages. "Andrew" is frequently shortened to "Andy" or "Drew". The word is derived from the Greek: Ἀνδρέας, Andreas,4 itself related to Ancient Greek: ἀνήρ/ἀνδρός aner/andros, "man" (as opposed to "woman"), thus meaning "manly" and, as consequence, "brave", "strong", "courageous", and "warrior". In the King James Bible, the Greek "Ἀνδρέας" is translated as Andrew
A racist white guy. Drew likes to call black people nigger. Drew likes to make fun of people to hide that he is gay. Drew will make racist jokes to your face. Drew isn’t a good friend and will try to manipulate you or your emotions.
He’s the kinda guy you’d want sneezing in your mouth. Drew isn’t just a name as it’s more of an invitation. It’s well known that a Drew could knock on your front door for any reason at any time. Maybe his car broke down, maybe he’s selling insurance, maybe he’s alone on thanksgiving, whatever it may be, you’ll let him into your home with open arms and show him a seat at your table and he’ll tell your mother in exquisite style how beautiful her breasts are next to that glazed turkey and she’ll blow a load from hell and ruin thanksgiving dinner and you’ll all laugh and smile and say oh Drew, that boy is amazing. Next thing you know your daughter brings home a Drew tomorrow and she’s covered in peanut butter from head to toe because Drew thought it’d be a good idea to make a pbj. Next he follows inside, covered in Welch’s grape jelly smelling sweeter than honeysuckle on an easy Sunday morning on a walk out with the pups. This is only dads 2nd impression of a Drew and boy is he impressed. 3 pieces of bread later, you have your self a fam sandwich with a little Drew dressing to give it some flare. Drew is an enigma, he is a god, when will you see it through that all the pieces are exactly where they need to be in this world?
“Omg your covered in whip cream Diane!” “Oh no that’s just my nut juice, I ran into Drew at at Giant Eagle.”