Smells like a strike, a lucky strike.
Smells like a strike, a lucky strike.
I played trumpet in a ska band in the 00s. This one time, at band camp.
I was just joking about how newyorkers are notoriously, flippantly, pRoFAnE. Which is just a dumb stereotype, and like most things about the US, it’s not monolithic. Including some infuriating lack of profanity … ya cunt‽
Well fuck off then shit head
You’ve obviously never crossed the street in NY.
Dumpster is obviously a dairy king.
I’m pretty sure we were literally designed to do what we’re doing.
This mf out here thinking they aren’t the result of millions of years of evolution.
It’s how we know pee is stored in the balls.
Seasonally affected gang. Cold bones gang.
CRANK THAT HOG AROOOOO!
On the other hand, wear whatever the fuck you want.
You’re right. People defending a shit post as both the truth and just a shit post is wild.
Naw, they’re fine. Processed food is fine, too. Everything in moderation and a side salad.
Sure, the point is that 80 years isn’t that long ago. And your example still wouldn’t be so obscure as to be unintelligible at that time, regardles. Believe it or not.
Not to discredit your point, but 80 years ago was 1944, and everybody then would know what you mean by that 2nd sentence.
Cool goes back to Shakespeare and beyond. But it was also popular in the American vernacular in the 1930s.
demogorgussy