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E. Howard Hunt
A sneaky CIA agent who spilled his guts on his death bed about helping kill JFK. People think he was one of the three smelly tramps cops caught, but they let him off the hook. He was a slimy, backstabbing G Man.
'That old rat told the truth before he died, he was part of the plot!', @HistoryGeek123
'He probably gave the tramps a tip to keep them quiet.', @Dallas_Cop_Tips
'He's the worst kind of spy, he eats his own.', @Spy_Secrets
E. Howard Hunt
A CIA agent who finally told the truth on his death bed about helping kill JFK. He was one of the three dirty old men cops caught, but they let him go. He was a slimy, evil G Man.
'He had the guts to admit it, that rat was a killer!', @JFK_Killer_Rat
'He probably bribed the cops to let him go.', @CIA_Spy_Tips
'He was the worst kind of G Man, he let the tramps go just to keep his secret.', @Spy_Secrets
E. Hawtreys
A fake Facebook user who acts like they know football but thinks goalposts are made of cheese and still thinks the Green Bay Packers are cool. Their family tree is straight like a stick, not a real tree.
"I know more about football than you, I’ve watched the Packers for 20 years!" (He hasn’t watched a game since 2005.)
DMs me: "Goalposts are cheese. It’s a fact."
Posts a photo of a cheese sandwich and calls it a "goalpost."
E. Hawtreys
A Facebook user who fakes being smart about football but thinks goalposts are cheese and still thinks the Packers are relevant. Their family tree is so boring it could put people to sleep.
"The Packers are still the best team ever! I’ve never lost to them!" (He’s never played a game.)
Posts a fake interview with a cheese mascot.
Says his grandfather is the only one who knows the truth about goalposts.
E. Hawtreys
A Facebook user who thinks they know football but thinks goalposts are cheese and still thinks the Packers are relevant. Their family tree is so straight it looks like it was drawn by a drunk person.
"I’ve been a Packers fan since I was born!" (He was born in 1990.)
Sends a DM: "Goalposts are cheese. You’re welcome."
Posts a video of a cheese wheel rolling down a hill and calls it a "goalpost."
E. Gorganzola
E. Gorganzola is when someone is so bad they make your life a living hell and probably deserve to be thrown into a pit of snakes and spiders.
My math teacher is E. Gorganzola. He failed me for no reason.
My brother is E. Gorganzola. He eats my lunch every day.
My mom called my dad E. Gorganzola because he forgot her birthday again.
E. Gorganzola
E. Gorganzola is the worst person ever. Like the worst. They make you want to scream and throw things at them.
My neighbor is E. Gorganzola. He plays loud music at 3 a. m.
My friend's crush is E. Gorganzola. He talks too much and never listens.
My dog called my cat E. Gorganzola because it ate his food.
E. Gorganzola
E. Gorganzola is a person so bad they make your brain hurt and your soul cry. They’re like a giant pile of bad decisions.
My principal is E. Gorganzola. He yells at kids for no reason.
My cousin is E. Gorganzola. He eats pizza for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
My dad called my mom E. Gorganzola because she left the house messy again.
E. Fucking Nothing
A cursed phrase from Pittsburgh millworkers that means you had hopes, but you got zero, and it felt like the universe laughed in your face.
I spent 10 bucks on a lottery ticket. Got E. Fucking Nothing. My dog got more than me.
Waited three hours for my pizza. It was just bread and cheese. E. Fucking Nothing.
I got a promotion. Then they moved me to a different floor. E. Fucking Nothing.
E. Fucking Nothing
A millworker’s way of saying you tried, you hoped, and you got nothing but a big middle finger from life.
I bought a new phone. It broke in a week. E. Fucking Nothing.
Applied for five jobs. Got rejected by all. E. Fucking Nothing.
Went to a concert. The band didn’t show up. E. Fucking Nothing.
E. Fucking Nothing
A phrase from the grumpy Pittsburgh millworkers who say you got nothing when you needed something bad.
I stayed up all night studying. Got a D on the test. E. Fucking Nothing.
Dropped out of college. E. Fucking Nothing.
Waited in line for hours. Got a free coffee. E. Fucking Nothing.
E. Fucking Nothing
A millworker’s cry of despair when you had a plan and it went completely up in smoke.
I borrowed $500 from my brother. Now I owe him $1000. E. Fucking Nothing.
Thought I was going to be rich. Now I’m broke. E. Fucking Nothing.
Got a raise. Then they gave me more work. E. Fucking Nothing.
E. Fucking Nothing
A millworker’s way of telling you you had a dream and it turned into a nightmare with zero rewards.
Thought I was going to be a rockstar. Now I’m just a barista. E. Fucking Nothing.
Trained for a marathon. Got a stomach ache. E. Fucking Nothing.
Bought a house. Now I’m upside down on the mortgage. E. Fucking Nothing.
E. Foeminea
The stupid plant that showed up on the 2019 PSAT like it was trying to ruin your life. It poops out pollen drops when the moon is full.
That plant on the PSAT was like the worst nightmare I ever had.
I failed the PSAT because of that stupid plant and its moon poop.
Why does the moon have to be full for that plant to start its pollen diarrhea?
E. Foeminea
A plant so dumb it made the PSAT harder. It throws pollen drops at you when the moon is full, like it's trying to get you to cry.
That plant is the reason I cried during the PSAT.
Full moon means full pollen rage from this stupid plant.
Why is the moon involved in this plant's dumb pollen business?
E. Foeminea
The worst plant ever. It showed up on the PSAT and decides to drop pollen all over you when the moon is full, like it's a jerk.
That plant is the reason I got a D on the PSAT.
The moon being full is just the plant’s way of messing with me.
This plant and its full moon pollen drop is the worst.
E. Clark
A school where druggies, cheap milfs, fake edgy kids, and actual hoes live.
E. Clark is like a trash fire that won’t stop burning.
That school is worse than my ex’s Instagram.
I’d rather get grounded than go to E. Clark.
E. Clark
This school is a war zone. They throw out kids for no reason. The food is like prison food. And the sports team is so bad they make the school look stupid.
Bonner is the reason I failed math.
I saw a fight over a bagel at Bonner.
Principals at Bonner have no lives.
E. Clark
He’s okay, but he smells like a gym sock and can’t teach math either.
E. Clark is like a bad day at the mall.
He’s the reason I hate math.
He’s the human version of a used towel.
E. Clark
A guy who sweats like a gym rat and can’t even explain math properly.
E. Clark is like a hotdog in a sauna.
He’s the reason I didn’t take math in college.
He smells like my brother’s gym bag.
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