Discover Slang

D.F.F.
D. F. F. stands for Drunk. Fighting. Fucking. It’s what happens when boys are too wasted to think straight and just want to get laid.
"I’m D. F. F. right now, so don’t expect me to make sense."
He was D. F. F. and tried to kiss my D. F. F. and it was awkward.
The D. F. F. started a fight over who had the biggest snack.
D.F.F.
D. F. F. means Down for Fucking. It’s what boys say when they’re too dumb to know that girls don’t like being used like a toilet.
He said he was D. F. F. and then asked for a snack.
The D. F. F. got blocked because he used the same line 12 times.
My D. F. F. said he was D. F. F. and then tried to flirt with my mom.
D.F.A.C.
D. F. A. C. is when you ignore girls and go for the cash. No feelings, no drama, just cold hard money.
Bro just left the bar to get a job instead of talking to the hot bartender.
He saw a 200 dollar bill and walked away from the girl who was flirting with him.
He skipped the date to invest in a meme coin and is now rich.
D.F.A.C.
D. F. A. C. is like telling girls to go to hell and then counting your coins like it's a religion.
He said, 'Go to hell, I'm making money!' and left her standing there.
He walked out of the restaurant to go buy stocks instead of finishing his meal.
He passed up a chance to talk to his crush because he saw a bitcoin price chart.
D.F.A.C.
D. F. A. C. is when you see a girl and think, 'Nope. I want money. More money.'
He saw a girl and said, 'Not today. I need more money.'
He ignored the girl in the grocery store to check his bank app.
He left his girlfriend for a crypto app notification.
D.F.A.C.
D. F. A. C. is when you treat girls like they're in your way of getting richer.
He said, 'You’re just in my way of getting rich.' and walked out.
He ignored the girl who asked him to the prom to play Fortnite.
He left a girl crying in the hallway to go buy a NFT.
D.F.A.C.
D. F. A. C. is like when girls are just background noise while you count your cash.
He was counting his coins while the girl talked to him.
He listened to the girl for 30 seconds and then checked his bank balance.
He said, 'I can’t hear you, I’m rich.' and left.
D.F.A.C.
D. F. A. C. is when you choose money over girls like it’s the final exam.
He chose the money over the girl like it was a math test.
He said, 'I can’t choose you, I have to choose money.'
He left the girl for a bonus check at work.
D.E.W.D.N.I.G.E.R.I.N.O
When you jerk off to pictures of animals doing gross stuff.
I was D. E. W. D. N. I. G. E. R. I. N. O-ing to a cat wearing a hat and eating a sock.
My cousin was D. E. W. D. N. I. G. E. R. I. N. O-ing to a duck wearing sunglasses.
I D. E. W. D. N. I. G. E. R. I. N. O to a pig wearing a crown and riding a horse.
D.E.W.D.N.I.G.E.R.I.N.O
When you rub your noodle while watching Jews get roasted like meat.
I was D. E. W. D. N. I. G. E. R. I. N. O-ing to the Holocaust and eating a bag of chips.
My brother was D. E. W. D. N. I. G. E. R. I. N. O-ing to a video of a Jew getting burned.
I D. E. W. D. N. I. G. E. R. I. N. O to a guy yelling 'Why?' while getting put into the oven.
D.E.S. (Dramatic Editing Syndrome)
When reality TV gets so boring you need a facepalm and a curse word to survive it. They cut stuff out of order add fake drama and make you question your life choices.
"Why is my mom fighting with my dad over a sandwich?", 2nd grade kid watching reality TV
I just watched my cousin cry over a muffin. This is not real life.
They made my uncle yell at a toaster like it was a rival in a war.
D.E.S. (Dramatic Editing Syndrome)
When editors take a snooze-fest and turn it into a screaming match with a soundtrack that sounds like a goat got hit by a truck.
My aunt’s reality show is just her yelling at a plant. It’s a masterpiece of nonsense.
They made my uncle fight my dad over a pizza like it was the final battle.
I watched my cousin break up with a sock. It was painful.
D.E.S. (Dramatic Editing Syndrome)
A disease that makes reality TV watchable by turning boring moments into full-blown meltdowns with music that’s louder than your mom’s voice.
My uncle was fighting with a chair like it was a villain. It was epic.
They made my cousin scream at a donut like it was her ex.
I watched my dad argue with a microwave like it was a personal enemy.
D.E.S. (Dramatic Editing Syndrome)
When reality TV editors take the quietest moments and make them scream at you with loud music and fake drama that makes no sense.
My aunt’s show is just her yelling at a coffee cup like it was a rival.
They made my cousin cry over a pencil like it was a tragedy.
I watched my dad fight with a remote control like it was a war.
D.E.S. (Dramatic Editing Syndrome)
A condition where reality TV is so dull you need a curse word and a scream to survive it. They add loud music and fake arguments to make it feel like your life.
My uncle was fighting with a lamp like it was a major event.
They made my cousin yell at a spoon like it was her arch-nemesis.
I watched my dad break up with a fridge like it was a heartbreak.
D.E.R.S.
D. E. R. S. is a stupid Object Camp in Turkey made by MarkMakesStuff. Twenty dumb Objects based on school subjects fight in lame challenges and get kicked out one by one. It’s like watching your math teacher try to beat up your history teacher.
My math teacher got eliminated by a history teacher. It was sad.
I tried to role-play as my geography teacher. It didn’t go well.
I got kicked out of D. E. R. S. because I fell asleep during a math challenge.
D.E.R.S.
D. E. R. S. is the worst school subject battle ever. MarkMakesStuff made it, and it’s just 20 Objects fighting in dumb challenges. People tried to role-play it on Discord, but it was a disaster. No one took it seriously.
I tried to role-play my science teacher. He said I was a disgrace.
My math teacher got eliminated by a geography teacher. It was embarrassing.
I had to fight my history teacher. I lost. Big time.
D.E.R.S.
D. E. R. S. is like a school subject war where Objects get eliminated. It’s made by MarkMakesStuff, and it’s just photos with subtitles. No animation. No voice acting. Just bad pictures and people arguing in Discord.
My geography teacher got eliminated by a science teacher. It was brutal.
I tried to role-play as my math teacher. It didn’t work.
I got eliminated because I forgot my math homework.
D.E.R.R.S.W.?
Does Ejaculation Ruin Retinas So Wantonly? Yeah, that’s the question. It’s also a group of guys who either I made up or I dated or liked in real life. They’re all kinds of annoying.
DM: 'Why does D. E. R. R. S. W. still exist?' Me: 'Because they’re still ruining retinas.'
Text: 'Shane just ejaculated in my eye. I’m gonna die.'
Tweet: 'D. E. R. R. S. W. is a disease. It’s contagious.'
D.E.R.R.S.W.?
It’s like a club for guys who think they’re cool enough to blast their willy juice all over my eyes. Some of them are real. Some are fake. All of them are a pain in the ass.
Text: 'Ron just shot his load in my face. I’m blinded.'
DM: 'Deehan is the worst. He’s like a walking ejaculation machine.'
Tweet: 'D. E. R. R. S. W. is the reason I wear sunglasses indoors.'
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