“Pretty sure the heat index today is somewhere between boob sweat and Satan’s anus” is a jocular heat saying that has been printed on Someecards.
“Pretty sure the heat index is somewhere between boob sweat and Satan’s anus” was posted on Twitter by marina on June 20, 2017.
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marina
@_mariinaaaa_
Pretty sure the heat index is somewhere between boob sweat and Satan’s anus.
8:49 PM · Jun 20, 2017·Twitter for Android
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b.neis-n-wander
@b_neis_n_wander
I’m pretty sure the heat index is somewhere between boob sweat and Satan’s anus.
2:50 PM · Jul 14, 2017·Twitter for iPhone
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mads
@_madileigh
“The heat index up here is somewhere between boob sweat and Satan’s anus.”
11:10 PM · Jun 17, 2018·Twitter for iPhone
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chloe (ﾉ=◈︿◈=)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
@ghostgirlflow
I’m pretty sure the heat index is somewhere in between boob sweat and Satan’s anus.
2:33 PM · Jun 18, 2018·Twitter for Android
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the dude
@theDUDE___
Pretty sure the heat index today
is somewhere between
boob sweat and
Satan’s anus.
5:06 PM · Aug 13, 2019 from Plano, TX·Twitter for iPhone
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Kimberly..In Philly
@AGirlInPhilly
Pretty sure the heat index is somewhere between boob sweat and Satan’s anus. 🥴
4:16 PM · Jun 21, 2021·Twitter for iPhone
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Bob Kostic
@causticbob
Pretty sure the heat index today is somewhere between boob sweat and Satan’s anus.
6:06 AM · Jun 19, 2022·Twitter Web App
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