
Courting is sometimes like banging your head against the wall. If it doesn’t result in bleeding, it’s like you’re not hitting on them hard enough or merely that you were doing it wrong.
— wrong_turn on courting
When I was leaving my house this morning as in the 26th, I said YAY out loud to myself.
I paused momentarily and realised I had just made a grave error of judgment caused by examenstruation and needed to be slapped back to manhood.
It was 6.45am in the morning (I hate mornings)
It was dark outside, which gives ample reasoning to why the fuck should I even be awake at this hour,
I had an exam at 8.45am exam that morning (something I hate more than mornings are mornings with examinations)
And what did I say as I left the house??? I said YAY! YAY, context or word of mornings and examinations should never be used in the presence of YAY. It is not a cue for YAY.
YAY is used when you finally get to see girl on girl action (and then realised how bad it is to see it)
YAY is a word to describe the time when you got maccas breakfast at 4am in the morning
YAY is a virtuous word and I defiled it.
I brought shame to a glorious word like the word “fuck” which can be used as a(n) adjective, verb, abstract verb, noun etc.
Sorry World
Have you heard of people who ask you whether they can borrow something off you when you will never get it back?
To illustrate an example, I undertook great pain to bring you this pleasure (filthy, I know). How can you borrow* a tissue to blow your nose when you know you can’t give it back?
What are some examples of stuff that people have asked to borrow off you when realistically, you weren’t going to get it back?
*don’t worry bro. I’ll get this back to you. Just let me go back home and steam dry this clean for you. It won’t cost you a thing. Just shipping and handling. No dramas!
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