õis. symbolizing the flower of love, the maker of destiny and the god of faith, 615 has been in use since the founding fathers by those who l-st for the roses, sunflowers and even weed.
a: i have been feeling fairly unattached lately… i think im off my true path, old friend…
b: you should seek guidance from smelling the smokey scent of 615
area code for cashville, tennakee. fulla killaz n dolla billaz.
guy 1: “im headed down to the 615 for a little party time…”
guy 2: “sh-t man, can i come? cashville’z dope as h-llz.”
the code used to refer to the yaoi pairing grimmjow/ichigo in the anime ‘bleach.’
i saw some awesome 6-15 fanart yesterday!
a normal shades used when crying to hide the teary eyes. mostly used by celebrities to hide the pain in them. a:why is she wearing a shades during a funeral service in chapel? b: it’s her cryshades. she is using it to hide her true feelings.
one who is as shy as a rabbit in hunting season and funny and a fat guy being poked by a hot proding device. i think there might eb dahvood hiding in my closet… someone who, while being quite dopey and absurd, manages to be lovable anyway. aww don’t worry dave, we still love you, […]
- b*tt acid
when you are taking a cr-p and the only thing that comes out of the -n-s feels like burning stomach acid, only coming out of the rear-end. “ah man! my -ssh-l- feels so bad! i think i have b-tt acid!”
- ford f-150
a truck for men, not boys. brad: man i just got an f-150! timmy: well i just got a honda accord! brad: oh that’s nice…. haha not! a truck for wussy men,whose d-cks are the size of a 3 year old boys. also driven by fat retared wussy men and r-t-rded dumb fat b-tch-s talking […]
- b*tt blow
n. explosive diarrhea. when you can no longer hold it in and when released, comes out in an explosive manner. see also -ssplosion after eating all that mexican food, i developed a bad case of b-tt blow. man, i needed a whole box of matches to clear up the stench from that one! when someone […]