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A mispronunciation of the name Garabaldi.
(Refrence from Brooklyn Nine-Nine)
"Garg-a-bar-go"! Sorry, can't talk need more medigin. Garabaldi!
A woman who wears no underwear.
She is going slug.
She never wears underwear, she always goes slug.
Can I try?
Can I give it a try?
Can I take a turn?
That game looks fun! Can I have a go?
me and this girl at the club had a fuck n’ go, i rocked her world and dipped
To go California on someone is to have a mental breakdown over something said that does not conform to Communist standards.
Symptoms include incoherent speech, illogical argument points, sudden bursts of emotions such as spontaneous crying, rage, or fits of hysteria; and a general sense of narcissistic pride in one's misinformation word vomit.
Speaker: "She doesn't want any cookies."
Non Cookie Eater: "Did you just call me she?"
Speaker: "Easy now, don't go California on me."
Your excuse for not going out because you're going to go give oral or have sex with somebody.
Sorry, I can't make it to your birthday party, I'm going to philly.
I don't know where I'm going
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
Here I go again, here I go again
Though I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for
Oh, Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
Here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
I'm just another heart in need of rescue
Waiting on love's sweet charity
And I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again
Here I go again
Here I go again
Here I go
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone