the fiercest digit known to man.
7 is the fiercest digit because 7 8 9. ha
quite possibly the greatest number ever. always a good answer to a question demanding a numerical answer, especially if the actual answer is unknown.
person 1:how many cars did you see?
person 2:(immediately after and confident) seven
the number that ate 9. all the other numbers are scared of him.
why are all the other numbers afraid of 7? because 7 8 9 (seven ate nine..)
7 can be used to anwser anything and describe anyone and anything. it is the key to life. without 7 we would not exist. use 7 for anything. it is the ultimate powerful digit.
math teacher: what’s the answer to number 5?
person in back of room: 7!
a very, very, very common lucky number. also used in the bible several times. (g-d rests on the 7th day, 7 seals of the scroll, etc.)
paul: 7 is my lucky number.
joe: no way! thats my lucky number too!
the most awsome number ever
the word 7 is george costanza from seinfeld’s first child’s name. good for a boy or a girl.
“7 is a beautiful name. for a boy or a girl.”
the act of having dirty s-x with the postman. or the act of the postman sticking his ‘mail’ in your box “what did you do do last night megan?” “oh, the postman just came over and gave me a maille”
ie. p-wnage. the act of p-wning, or owning. indicates superiority. also see 0wn493. w00t w00t !! i beated you in marvel vs. capcom 2 !! p4wn493 !!
spontaneous male erection for no apparent reasons. extremely common in high school cl-ssrooms where cleavage is abundant. sleeping in cl-ss is also a horrible time for smefnars, although they are very common. i was sitting in math, and when she leaned over a smefnar hit me…
- c*nt roll
another term for toilet paper / tissue. darling, i think we’re out of c-nt roll. can you please remind me to get some while we are at the supermarket? i think we should buy the eight pack this time. the act of controlling your ho. guy: and she took me shopping all day even though […]
when your mother, mil, or other family member puts words “in” your baby’s mouth to admonish you for being a bad mother. since i ignore her more direct hints, my mil resorts to contriloquism to make her point. “put a sweater on me, mommy, i’m cold.” said in a high, sing-songy voice.