that wonderful phrase which is uttered by the speaker when his standards in life are so low, that he would consider the action of having s-xual intercourse with a cactus, equal to spreading the word of the lord; thus combining holiness, and repet-tively and violently shoving your p-n-s into a cactus to the point where either you bleed out from blood loss, or the cactus calls the police for relentless s-xual -ssault, and turning it into that sweet phrase we know and love.
*notice i said “he”, as women have the right mind to keep them from giving just enough of sh-t to not utter this phrase, although it has happened in rare cases.
64 year old on v–gr- and pain meds: “holy cactus f-ck”
married son of 64 year old on v–gr- and pain meds: “oh sh-t here we go again… honey hide the cactus!”
clíodhna in irish myths is a goddess of love and beauty, she leaves the island of tir tairngire aka the land of promise to be with her mortal lover, ciabhán, but drowns as she sleeps in glandore harbour in county cork: the tide there is known as tonn chlíodhna aka clíodhna’s wave.. cliodhna is lethal […]
the study of how eddy a person, place, or thing is. susan became an edgyoligist after high school
a word or name given to a person who has achieved or is yet to achieve a great task. such a person is only found every 5 generations and is considered a very special person. freddy was the tukue of 2015.
- fleece job
when engaging in foreplay or intercourse with a male partner, you pull their foreskin back to the base and pull it under to cup the b-lls steven: “katie gave me a great fleece job last night, she almost broke my banjo”
optimistic pertaining to male genitalia ginger and april were two of the most c-ckularistic chicken heads i’ve ever known when it comes to receiving as many c-cks as possible without any regret.their optimism for c-ck was unwavering and a bit disturbing to say the least.