(n.) A party animal, usu. a female friend, (although term is gender-neutral), who, in the process of going out places herself in an continual state
of FML, which includes, but is not limited to the following: (1) excessive drinking, (2) random
shacking, (3) misplacing personal items, esp. purse and iPhone, (4) loss
of memory, (5) random
mistexts, (6) loss
of clothing, (7) loss
of transportation, and (8) loss
of one's self-identity.
Short: TW, or T-Dub.
can be such a Tiajuana Whore
Lola: Really? I thought she had it together.
LL: Well, the other night
ago, when we went out... she lost it.
Lola: Lost what
LL: She lost it all: her keys, her new blouse, her iPhone, purse, rings and necklace.
Lola: Where'd ya'll go?
LL: Just to the bar.
After a night
of indiscretion, a TW still thrives for more.
The Morning After
Server: And what
can I get you to drink
TW (still shit-faced): Obnoxious inaudible rambling...
OHHHH!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE
MYSELF. I CAN'T BELIEVE
IT! WHOOOOO! Coughs
Oh, I'll have a mimosa, and a shot of patron
Server: All righty, ma'am, we'll have that right out (smiles).