udders twisted
when a regualry to large-breasted female starts to react in a manner that can be decrypted as an overreaction, often irritating or annoying, over a matter that is insignificant or not of the severity yhe woman is making it up to be.
Andre: “Sorry babe but I won’t make it to dinner tonight, I’m playing soggy biscuit with the boysss!!”
Female 1 *Muffled from breasts in face*: “OMG ANDRE YOU ALWAYS DO THIS YOU’RE SUCH A DICK LIKE WHAT THE HELL YOU ALWAYS PICK ‘the boys’ OVER ME. I’M STARTING TO THINK YOU’VE GOT A HOE ON THE SIDE. DOES THIS MEAN WE’RE DONE???!!”
Andre: “Yo shawty chill out, no need to get your udders twisted. You know its bro’s b4 hoes.”
Female 1 *Muffled from breasts in face*: “OMG ANDRE YOU ALWAYS DO THIS YOU’RE SUCH A DICK LIKE WHAT THE HELL YOU ALWAYS PICK ‘the boys’ OVER ME. I’M STARTING TO THINK YOU’VE GOT A HOE ON THE SIDE. DOES THIS MEAN WE’RE DONE???!!”
Andre: “Yo shawty chill out, no need to get your udders twisted. You know its bro’s b4 hoes.”