D-pass
A stupid sport from Norway that sounds like it was made by a drunk man who hates life. It’s like being forced to do something that makes no sense and you’re too tired to care.
My cousin plays D-pass and he’s still not over the fact that he had to wear a hat made of socks.
My teacher made us do D-pass during lunch and I almost cried.
I tried to explain D-pass to my dog and he just stared at me like I was crazy.