Sentence examples for pissing around from inspiring English sources

A few hours spent cribbing information off the internet and pissing around on Instant Messenger, and I'm ready to present you with my official guide to Hogmanay (or New Year's Eve, or whatever you braying Sassenachs like to call it).

What I later extracted from this is that Bryony is always pissing around but has been clever enough to forge a career out of it, creating honest and relatable performance art on topics like sexual health and alcoholism.

And for the most part we love it; but sometimes we feel like slipping under our favourite blanket and blocking out the world and... Wait, I already covered this with the sleeping part, didn't I? My point is, sometimes we do get fed up of being Young Adults, and, despite what I said about school, occasionally we want to get nostalgic over pissing around in double maths before home time.

And for the most part, we love it, but we sometimes feel like slipping under our favorite blanket and blocking out the world and... Wait, I already covered this with the sleeping part, didn't I? My point is, we do sometimes get fed up of being young adults, and despite what I said about school, we occasionally want to get nostalgic over pissing around in math class before home time.

Girls Pissing On Girls Pissing turn out to be mostly blokes pissing around (nice brooding music, though).

Only the best will do, and there's no point pissing around with the dosage, either.

Your Oceanas and Slug and Lettuces are not second homes or places to engage with the community; they're somewhere to piss around, spill your drinks, and take your trousers off and stand on a table helicoptering your dick around because your mates dared you to.

Oh yeah, that's right: we're being fucked from every angle by people who are comfortable in their own finances so they can sort of just piss around and do whatever they like and sing "Rule, Britannia! at the last night of the proms while they link arms and do that stupid bending-down-and-rising-up dance thing.

Then I light cigarettes and top up glasses, trying to simultaneously piss around in Chinese and understand things.

That's good of course, because we wouldn't want to piss around with weak and flimsy human pheromones.

I have early memories of returning home from my grandmother's in Palmyra, driving along Leach Highway behind a truck full of cows or sheep, their shit and piss sloshing around and trickling out the back at every red light and intersection.