If they could reconcile their differences, you could eat chicken wings while learning how to say “jumbo bazoingas” in several languages.
I do wish Duolingo had slang and curse lessons
That would be fucking awesome
Das wäre verdammt¹ geil
There, learned a German phrase ;-)
Pronunciation in IPA:
das 'vɛːrə fɛɐ̯ˈdamt ˈɡaɪ̯l
1: Technically, that’s “damn awesome”. The more literal translation of fucking would involve the word “fick”, the most idiomatic version “verfickt geil”. I don’t really see it used even in rougher slang, so I feel like the general equivalent in terms of usage would be “verdammt”.
Danke! I’ve always wanted to learn German.
And if you skip your lesson, you become the next set of “chicken” wings
How do you translate made up slang words into another language? Do you just discover which made up slang words they have for the same things and then use those words? What if the other language doesn’t have equivalent slang?
Then you just look at the jumbo bazoingas and stop worrying about it.
Nice
Nice.
Surprising which one of the two turned out to be a stalker.
Spanish or vanish!
(for anyone who missed my favorite april fools joke of the year https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dWXuz95uBQo)
It’s French or the trench…
German or merman (hope you can breathe water)
The Tootsie pop owl is their cousin and they both hate that guy, fuckin asshole
You though the hooters owl was a creep…
Knowledge? The Duolingo bird has chosen the path of ultra violence
Nobody cares for the America’s Best owl who chose optometry.
Or the Tootsie roll owl choosing confectionary.
I think I know the concept behind Hooters and other generic boobie bars (not an american) but I honestly don’t think I could go to one of those venues and, if I went, I have serious doubts I’d be able to enjoy myself or the meal.
I used to go there because they had pretty tasty and affordable shrimp, wings, and cheap beer. It was a fun place to get tipsy with friends while eating comfort food and drinking ice cold beer. I could give or take the big boobies, but I certainly didn’t complain about them. I even took my now wife there on a date before we were married, and she agreed that the shrimp, wings, and cheap beer were great deals. My men’s Bible study group was not quite as open-minded…
I respect that.
I’m in no fashion whatsoever a prude or a moralist - hey, I admit the concept is actually interesting! - but I’m too stern to allow myself to go to a boobies bar and enjoy it with no concern on my mind. Let’s call it a personal mental barrier.
I went as a novelty kind of thing when I was a kid visiting Disney, but it was just sort of amusing back then. Grown ass men should just step up and go to a titty bar.
Titty bar = topless bar?
Yeah haha.
Don’t think I be able to motivate myself to go to one.
It’s one of those things that sounds nice in theory but would have disastrous outcomes if ever attempted.
The only times it ends in disaster is when a client doesn’t believe in consent.
Would that be a problem for you?
Now, the real problem with Hooters is that their wings started to suck so you’re really just overpaying to be a bit of a creep towards a young lady in too much makeup.
No amount of consent in the world would aid in making me feel as not taking part of an exploitative arrangement. That would be my problem.
Regarding bad food… I’ve worked in hospitality. It can always be worst.
Not if the eating and drinking at a reasonable price was part of the appeal.
I’ve been a couple of times. The food wasn’t particularly good, so you probably wouldn’t have enjoyed the meal. Honestly, it’s more like a generic restaurant than it is a strip club.
They were born and raised in black and white
Matilda?
“You chose books, I chose looks.”
– Matilda’s mom
Adidas and puma, but modern.
And I’d say less Nazis, but I’m not so sure…
Adidas: All Day I Dream About Sex
They are still a good pair of hooters
Homie’s never heard of “carnal knowledge”.
PS:
- For
- Unlawful
- Carnal
- Knowledge
Cool name for an album, false etymology. Best theories are a lot more boring, super ancient words for strike or rub.
Cool name for an album…
Deewar (1975)
