Tag Archives: Slang

When Dad Talks To Your Friends

Tubing is rad

And, like, what’s up my homies?

I like Minecraft and pickles

And my sister’s a bronie.

I got shizzle for days

And my swag is so tight…

Wait, what do you mean

I’m not saying it right?

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I-68, She Younger

I asked a gal if she wanted

To do the back-seat bingo,

Which is why I lost twenty dollars

To a gal who don’t know 50’s lingo.

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are u the 1 4 me?!!!!!!!

I now u. U now me.
The guy hoo txts illiterately.
I liv evryware, C 2 C.
I mite hav a colledge dugree.

U mite think im sociutys dregs
Cuz u found me on that list of craigs,
But u havent had a date since 2003,
So ill get to now u, and u’ll now me.

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