A fork of Rural Dictionary
An old Italian legal maneuver, wherein a defendant licks the prosecutor, to establish remorse and to try and procure a lower sentence.
When Corvo was framed for the murder of the empress, he should have just invoked testifini, and things would have been easier for him.
C'est le grand morth pion. Il nourrit sur le nectar doux d'ampoule. Il a tendance à le faire d'humeur difficile. Le seul moyen pour tuer l'est d'éteindre la lumière. Toutefois, le morth pion du peut voler à une autre source légère.
C'est le grand morth pion.
le morth pion
The most glorious act in all of middle school shop class. The weakest one is tied to the table saw by the strongest one, the smartest one turns on the saw, and the coolest one cranks the handle, spilling the blood in a way that makes my membranes quiver. The shop teacher finds this and begins to stab the children with a tool so diabolical, it must not be spoken of by name, lest the machinist in the basement hear the screams, and begin to mill the prototype.
Riding the table saw is the greatest achievement of the era, and is in practice throughout the galaxy.
A leucotome or McKenzie Leucotome is a surgical instrument used for performing leucotomies, prefrontal lobotomies and other forms of psychosurgery.
Invented by Canadian neurosurgeon Dr. Kenneth G. McKenzie in the 1940s, the leucotome has a narrow shaft which is inserted into the brain through a hole in the skull, and then a plunger on the back of the leucotome is depressed to extend a wire loop or metal strip into the brain. The leucotome is then rotated, cutting a core of brain tissue. This type was used by the Nobel prize-winning Portuguese neurologist Egas Moniz.
I use my leucotome to terrorize Broccoli Rob.
The feeling your mouthtongue gets when you eat well on the exotic promises of salt and vinegar chips against the gross wall of disgust located in the back of your ass-mouth and makes your tonsils spit the rancid spit-semon into your face-throat
KCLinda hasnt had a glandasm in years.
A living, breathing house that currently operates as a bed and breakfast-makeshift hotel type establishment constructed in the early 1920s. The house is inhabited by the dead, fueled by insanity and psychological torment, and commanded by his unholy highness, Lucifer. Witnesses report seeing blood drip down the walls of the schlossmuseum, seeing demons perched upon the rooftop, staring with fiery eyes into their soul, blood curdling screams of agony in the still of night, and on more than one occasion, guests have reported being dragged out of their bed at night, and down into the basement by an unseen entity, strapped to an antique operating table, and being tortured for several days by demonic surgeons. Despite all this, the schlossmuseum is a fine place to bring your family for an extended vacationism. Seriously, we want you to bring your children here. The house siphons the innocence out of young children, through their mouth/esophagus, and uses it for its own twisted purposes.
Bring your children to the schlossmuseum.
BRING YOUR CHILDREN TO THE SCHLOSSMUSEUM!
Please bring your children to the schlossmuseum, we'd really appreciate it if you brought your children to the schlossmuseum.
An abandoned warehouse/murder factory where the faucets gush blood which flows uphill to your zleebing bag to wake you with malicious intent to belt out impossibly loud screams of agony inches from your ear when they are denied fresh kidney fluid from your corpse collection. A fresh bath in the battery acid tank should cure you of your depression, however it is recommended that pregnant women and small children definitely should be allowed to partake in the festivities. Aside from that, the dreadful nighttime brings the risk of a visit from the terrible surgeon. He will wait for you in the corner, or at the eyeball barber's station in the basement, and insert two long rods into your nose, and through your cribiform plate into your brain, which really helps.
The freezatorium is one of the most inspirational places Ive ever come across. The floor is littered with fractured skulls, the flesh digested slowly by the disgusting snails that are carnivorous by nature, but psychopathic by design.