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The word "stoner" is commonly used to describe someone who smokes marijuana or hash on a regular basis. Stoners consider themselves to be friendly, fun-loving, non-judgemental, and harmless. Rarely mentioned, however, is how lazy, worthless, annoying, flakey, boring and unproductive a good 95% of them are. A common phrase used among stoners is "I don't need weed to have fun", yet strangely you never see them go a day without it.

Stoners, in their "enlightened" state, are the first to speak out against controversial issues and injustices but the very last to ever lift a finger over it. Most (but not all) tend to resemble the character Shaggy from the cartoon show Scooby Doo in either looks or general behaviour. A stoner will tell you how great a sense of humor he has, but usually laughs at things that are not truly that funny in a sober state of mind.

When confronted about their overall worthlessness, stoners vehemently deny that smoking weed makes them losers or hinders success in life. While some successful people DO indeed smoke marijuana, they are usually not actually stoners, meaning they partake only occassionaly and not as a lifestyle. The few stoners who ARE successful and live fulfilling lives are a rare breed, and not truly representative of what it is to be a stoner. Unbeknownst to them, there is a difference between a pot smoker and a full-out stoner.

If you are a stoner, you should be ashamed of yourself and extinguish your joint on your own exposed flesh immediately. Aim higher, get a girlfriend, find a new hobby, and get a decent job. Then when you discover better things in life, you'll finally figure out why everyone looked down on you.
Stoners believe that smoking weed likens them to famous figures such as Jimi Hendrix, 50 Cent, Ali G, Johnny Knoxville, Bill Clinton, Cheech & Chong and Bob Marley. Guess what? It doesn't.
by Chernorizets Hrabr October 19, 2006
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A confusing term created by confused people who think you can classify a race by a language. Residents of "latin" American countries refer to themselves as latino because of their descendants from Spain. Little do they realize that most of said countries had next to zero interbreeding with Spaniards and a vast majority of those who refer to themselves as latin have zero Spanish blood. Countries and people who should obviously not be called latino are somehow lumped under this category simply because they speak Spanish. Blacks born in the Dominican Republic are somehow latino, as are white europeans from Spain. Blacks and Spaniards racially and ethnically have NOTHING in common with residents of the Latin Americas but call themselves the same race. Somehow, under this theory, a Spaniard is latin, but an Italian is not, despite the fact that pretty much everything Latin really came from Rome.

Latino is an overly vague, catch-all term and a misnomer that attributes a culture to people that don't belong to it, at the same time depriving one of their actual heritage. A Mexican is a Mexican. A Spaniard is a Spaniard. A Puerto Rican is a Puerto Rican.
(what goes through a Spaniard's mind when filling out a form...)

Manuel: Hmmm, race? What to choose, what to choose... well, I AM white, so I should probably choose caucasian... Wait, never mind! I speak Spanish! Therefore, THIS is my race! (checks the "latino" box)
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(example of the obvious flaws in using the term "latin" to describe a Spanish-speaking person)

Cesar: I'm from Mexico and I have REAL latin culture, something whites could only dream of.

Antonio: Well, I'm Italian, I'm white, and I ACTUALLY come from REAL latins. You know, the ones who lived in Europe, not Central America. Your ancestors come from Native Indians.

Cesar: (goes ballistic and calls Antonio a racist gringo)
by Chernorizets Hrabr January 27, 2007
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A band whose songs all sound the fucking same. Plagued with filler-tracks. Staind, along with Puddle of Mudd and Nickelback, is a mediocre nu-metal band that contributes to the mundane sound of today's rock music. Boycott this crap.
I hope Staind's new album will be as good as the last one... wait, of course it will be, because it'll be the same thing again!
by Chernorizets Hrabr November 2, 2004
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Generally, a hater can be described as a person who dislikes and defamates a person, group, or concept for various reasons. There are three types of haters in the world, their categorization based upon their reason(s) for said hating. All of the following are said to engage in the consumption of Haterade.

1. The Hillbilly Hater - This is the hater that no one really takes seriously because of his ancient views and racial superiority complex. The Hillbilly Hater wishes there were still lynchings every weekend at McAveddy's farm and blames the Jews and Mexicans for his own lack of wealth. You know you've met a Hillbilly Hater when he claps and cheers when watching The O'Reilly Factor. This hater is not limited to any one race or ethnicity, but applies to anyone who blames another group of people for war, poverty, famine, termites, and his insufficient phallus.

2. The Compensator Hater - Possibly the most infuriating of haters, the Compensator Hater makes negative connotations or outright talks trash on peers and often friends not out of any true hatred, but to make himself look less pathetic. Jealousy is a key factor and cockblocking is his forte. If a girl shows interest in you and not him, you can be sure this hater will go behind your back and tell her that you already have a girlfriend. Because you work out at the gym and have a stronger physique than the Compensator Hater, he will spread false rumors about how he "heard" that you might be on steroids. This one, however pitiful, is to be avoided at all costs (or better yet, exposed).

3. The Trend Hater - This one can be heard bashing things in a culture that he or she perceives as lame. This can be done because the music, films, hobbies or food he or she likes isn't really popular, or out of genuine animosity toward a particularly annoying trend. This hater can be a jackass who rants about the glory of everything "underground", but some are integral in bringing honest-to-god ridiculous things to a halt. It is only acceptable to be a Trend Hater if your hate is directed at the right things, such as poseurs, wearers of pink shirts, anything emo, and anything that insults your intelligence or your heritage. Those who hate what is popular only to project an image of "I know what's cool and you don't" should be regarded merely with laughter and ridicule.
Hater 1: Yisterdee that ther durn'd junglebunny kiss'd mah daughter while a wetback jump'd muh fence and a hebe stole muh hard errn'd dollur!

Normal Person: Wow, you're an idiot.
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Hater 2: Uh, Jenn, you might wanna know first that Steve has Genital Warts and does steroids. It'd be best if you stayed away from him. Just looking out for you... baby.

Normal Person: Do something with your life instead of bringing people down, loser.
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Hater 3: Harold and Kumar go to White Castle? That film was so pedestrian. I prefer the unmarred young talent of IFC films, thank you very much.

Normal Person: Haha, way to deny yourself something good because it's popular.
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...All real-life examples of the three types of haters.
by Chernorizets Hrabr August 21, 2006
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Another reason to not watch MTV.
Pampered rich kids and their faux-drama in an obviously rehearsed "reality" show makes me want to vomit.
by Chernorizets Hrabr November 5, 2004
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A mall in Southern New Jersey where there's a Vans Skatepark open late, which is only good for shooting pool at a cheap price (dollar a game).

In fact, we played 8 games in a row last night (lasting a total of approx 2 hours) while all the gothic mallrat emo fucks waited and moped around for their turn but were too afraid to say anything because of our muscular physiques. One of them looked like the Undertaker, only fat and out of shape, and another looked like Silent Bob, only he was a douchebag. Eventually they left in dismay and we laughed at them, causing us to vomit our Ricardo Coconut Rum that we had drank earlier all over the table, which made sure that no one else would be playing pool for a long, long time.
Only an idiot would pay 20 bucks for 3 games of pool, so we went to the Moorestown Mall and took over.
by Chernorizets Hrabr December 6, 2004
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Someone that none of you fat, ugly, ditzy schoolgirls will ever have a chance with. If I were him I'd carry that bow around to fend you losers off. Leave the poor guy alone.
by Chernorizets Hrabr July 7, 2004
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