motherf-cking young professional. a yuppie, but millennial.
“some m-f-yopro was in front of me at the grocery checkout. she took a break from reading her linkedin dms to pay for her precut fruit and this month’s atlantic.”
“some new loft apartments went up next to that brunch place in the gentrifying latino neighborhood on the west side. m-f-yopro central.”
“i think it was while i was talking with my belaying partner at my rock climbing gym about how my startup is scaling it’s email marketing strategy that i realized i’m a m-f-yopro.”
a term describing an unrealisticly beautiful woman. look at this woman – she’s a real dingulica!
when you hear someone with and you check but theres no one there i heard a yokai in the stall but it was empty
- turquish pie
when you sh-t on your partner’s -n-s, and whip cream all over it then eat it off. mom: are you hungry? me: no, i’ve finished eating with my friend’s turquish pie mom: you still have some of that pie? me: nah
- The turtles breath
the fart that precedes the sudden urge to sh-t, as the head of the sh-t momentarily emerges, before being drawn back into the -n-s. much like when a turtle pokes its head above the water to breathe ‘did you just fart stui?’ that wasn’t a fart mate, that was the turtles breath…. gotta go!’
world’s most beautiful being. wifey material at its best. kisses that melt your heart. eyes that caress your soul. sweet soft voice that sounds like music to the ears. manly man takes your heart and won’t give it back because its in good hands. giaquestani the one and only.