Yeet Quotes

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I do not know if my tits were built for murder. I don’t even think they were built with my back in mind.

Yeet me into the sea, fairy girl,

If you need me, don’t.

Oh my god, chip my steal, you’re so annoying.” Alexis snapped. “Maybe if you fixed your attitude and took a bath once in a while, women would talk to you. You smell like old cheese and a mother’s regret.

Are you seriously trying to make me use ‘yeet’ in a spell?” Bel didn’t even blink, just drolly responded, “Spellcraft is about intent, and the wording of a spell is often the product of the vernacular at the time, therefore using ‘yeet’ in a banishing spell is perfect acceptable. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk.

I tried to find the right words, but instead just fluttered my arm around like my thoughts would arrange themselves better through interpretive jazz hands.

My friend rested a hand on her cheek, before a slow crooked grin spread across her face. “He blew your back out, didn’t he?

Potatoes are by far the most versatile crop. You can fry them up, bake them, or throw them at undesirable men who refuse to leave you alone.

Yeet!” said Jack, shambling out of his room. “Walking is for Normies. It’s a dank meme.

Yeah, this is my absolute limit. It’s time to yeet Chad back to his table.

This book is dedicated to Iron Man. Tony Stark stopped Thanos and saved us all and I, for one, will never forget the sacrifice he made. Also to Natasha Romanoff for yeeting herself off that cliff.

Starkey was looking at the monitors again. “My daughter gave me a book of poems some years ago. By a man named Yeets. She said every military man should read Yeets. I think it was her idea of a joke. You ever heard of Yeets, Len?” “I think so,” Creighton said, considering and rejecting the idea of telling Starkey the man’s name was pronounced Yates.

No. Stop Talking. You have been stopped.

Let me get this straight. You’re going to ask a dragon, an actual titan creature, to stop the rain so you can go on a date.

Help me" the thing called again, sounding an awful lot like none of my business

I'll fess up on a beach surrounded by man booty. Preferably mermen, if ya got em.

Anyone who doesn’t have the tits for murder should stay towards the back.” My knees shook with the weight of her words. I do not know if my tits were built for murder. I don’t even think they were built with my back in mind.

Go on and educate me, then,” Senan says to Cal. “What’s a yeet?” “A what?” Cal says. “A yeet. I’m sitting on the sofa tonight after my tea, doing a bit of digesting, and my youngest lad comes running in, launches himself onto my feckin’ belly like he’s been shot from a cannon, yells ‘Yeet!’ out of him right in my face, and legs it out again. I asked one of my other fellas what he was on about, but he only laughed his arse off and told me I’m getting old. Then he asked me for twenty quid to go into town.” “Did you give it to him?” Cal asks. “I did not. I told him to fuck off and get a job. What the hell is a yeet?” “You never saw a yeet?” Cal says. He finds himself fed up to the back teeth with being tossed around by these guys like a beach ball. “They’re pet animals. Like hamsters, only bigger and uglier. Great big fat faces and little piggy eyes.” “I haven’t got a fat fuckin’ face. You’re telling me my young lad’s after calling me a hamster?” “Well,” Cal says, “that word’s used for something else, too, but I hope your boy wouldn’t know about that. How old is he?” “Ten.” “He got the internet?” Senan is swelling up and turning red. “If that little fecker’s been looking at porn, he can say good-bye to his drum kit, and his Xbox, and his—everything. What’s a yeet? Did he call his own father a prick?” “He’s only winding you up, ye eejit,” the buck-naked window guy tells him. “He’s no more notion of yeets than you have.” Senan glares at Cal. “Never heard of ’em,” Cal says. “But you’re cute when you’re angry.

Hun, I promise this isn’t a shot at your manhood. You don’t need to prove me wrong. That pie will burn your mouth if you’re not used to it.” “Well, now I feel like I’ve been issued a challenge.” Before I could stop him, he snatched a meat pie and took a large bite. I sighed and sat back in my chair to watch the show. Felix grinned triumphantly and kept chewing. Two seconds ticked by. Panic crept into his eyes, but he kept chewing, trying to save face. “Feeling the burn yet?” I asked. He shook his head and placed his hands on his knees. Then leaned back again to thrum his fingers against the bench. Soon his eyes began to water, his face turned redder than a cayenne, and he could no longer contain his coughing fit. I took pity and handed him a flask of water. “Did she imbue it with the souls of the damned?

Felix’s mouth quirked, and he gave me a challenging look. “So long as it’s not cheese filled, I’m sure I’ll be fine.

The tentacle around her neck squeezed tighter in warning. She made an annoyed noise but hushed at my stern look. “Lamb, we’ve agreed to do as I like to, remember? If I say I want to kneel down and worship this cunt, I will, and you won’t question it. Understand?

Judging by the sea of Alpha titles and barrel-chested men on the covers, is it fair to say an aggressive approach would work better on you?

I could deny her nothing.

I heard a noise outside and I couldn’t sleep,” she confided, the words half mumbled into my chest. “You live on a farm, sweetheart. You’re going to be hearing noises for the rest of your life.

I tried to warn you,” I said, finishing off my pie. He coughed into his elbow. “You made it look so easy.” I shrugged. “What can I say? I’m sustained by the souls of the damned.” His voice took on a concerned edge as I munched on my second pie. “Your ass is going to regret that later.” “Eh, it can take a tentacle, it can take a pie.

Maybe if you fixed your attitude and took a bath once in a while, women would talk to you. You smell like old cheese and a mother’s regret.

Oh, thank goodness!” Alexis let out a loud sigh. “I gotta be honest with ya, Big Daddy Dave. At first I was like, ‘Damn, this group looks like they jack off on crystals and kick puppies’ and then I saw y’all praying to a glowing puddle. That’s when I knew everything was gonna be OK.

you yeeted him so hard he flew out of bounds.

Is it the pudding?' Manny called. 'It's the pudding!' I confirmed with a yell. 'I have to get rid of it.' 'Yeet it!' he screamed joyously at the top of his lungs. 'Yeet it into the sun, Gwen!

You are aware that you're about to get on an animal that wants to yeet you into the sun on purpose, right?

Yeet! Arms" said Jacob

What did you bring to trade?” “I’ll give ya a heartfelt ‘thanks,’ friend.

I wipe the flour from her face as best I can, enough that she can blink open her eyes. She peers up at me. “I said toss it, Sebastian, not yeet it at my face.” “I didn’t yeet it at your face!” She starts to laugh, the sound smoky and soft in her throat. “Clearly, you don’t know your own strength.” I bite my cheek, trying not to laugh, too, as I brush flour from her hair.

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The humans cheered their victory, followed by a chorus of “YEA!” “SICK!” “NICE” “YEET” “GET OUT OF HERE!” The general wiped sweat off his brow and breathed a sigh of relief.

yeet in my deet

Oh don't be cowards." His tone was mocking, the same threatening grin present. " Its a lot less painful than what your woman would go through if you put her through childbirth. You can't expect her to go through worse pain if you yourself cant even offer her this.

Felix I-Don't-Know-Your-Middle-Name Monet, if you get my hair wet, then this marriage is over!

OH YOU LIED, YOU LYING SACK OF CLOUD SCALES!