A WB tv series which started in 1998. Was one of the many WB shows aimed at teenage audiences at this time. Since the cancellation of 90210 the teen genre had sort of dissolved; then Dawsons Creek, Roswell, Felicity, Buffy, 7th Heaven etc.... came along and breathed life back into the WB. Now teen audiences is mainly what the WB targets and is known for.
DAWSON'S CREEK was basically about " Four friends in a small coastal town help each other cope with adolescence."
DAWSON'S CREEK was basically about " Four friends in a small coastal town help each other cope with adolescence."
by Dani April 11, 2005
A late 90's/early 00's American television show, focusing on the lives of a whole school of "teenagers" with a worrying growth defect that makes them appear in their early 30's, who also happen to be the first ever users of "Live Journal".
See: "Live Journal".
See: "Live Journal".
"I've just had my first period... Which is a curious example of Human evolution at it's most random, as my GP told me I look pre-menopausal. *Ah-hum*
Alas..I'm like the only person ever to have this. D'err! No-one knows my pain. I wish I'd never been born.
Leave me be..I must take to my live journal. I'm so full of woe! *gaze at shoes*"
#"I don't wanna wait... Till my life to be over..#
Alas..I'm like the only person ever to have this. D'err! No-one knows my pain. I wish I'd never been born.
Leave me be..I must take to my live journal. I'm so full of woe! *gaze at shoes*"
#"I don't wanna wait... Till my life to be over..#
by OneLittleSpaceman May 21, 2005
by dawson May 28, 2005
a show about rich white kids that walk around quoting shakespeare and have no real problems. The first true emos
ex- just to many to choose from, just watch a re-run of Dawson's Creek... yea they are still on t.v.
by W i g g l e s March 24, 2007
A group of teenagers traveling on the Crown Princess known for drinking Roy Rogers and for enormous banana orgies in the early morning hours; named by an on-board comedian
by Lance [the] Old Man September 4, 2006
by jesscya August 3, 2008
dawson creek (bleek) home of the schitzophernic society where
horny house wifes are cheating, with husband's friends, and cousins of the same family it is also the
home of disabled children being put up for adoption, and given to priests who preach about not having sex, to young unwed pregnant teenage girls, which most of them are native girls, yet dawson bleek is
the frozen hole of the earth, where lingerie consists of tube socks, long johns and flanel pajamas, and even in minus 40 below and drunk you still walk to robin's donuts for coffee with friends and don't come home til at least 11 in the morning, because partying at the bar does'nt end at 2 am, like it does in the city, because dawson bleek's red necks know how to party unlike wimpy city folk, the bar closes at 4am, then you go to a bootlegger and pick up a flat of beer, and head to a kegger where everyone stumbles home stoned and sloshed just before noon. so if you ever decide to visit this place in the middle of no where expect to find, drunk, cheap girls, crazy people off their medications running around town, while red neck men drive around in their trucks trying to pick up women with lame ass lines like hey baby wanna screw, while they smile with half their teeth missing, and mispronoucing the words cause they are too stoned on e. so welcome to dawson bleek a place where there is always someone to talk about.
horny house wifes are cheating, with husband's friends, and cousins of the same family it is also the
home of disabled children being put up for adoption, and given to priests who preach about not having sex, to young unwed pregnant teenage girls, which most of them are native girls, yet dawson bleek is
the frozen hole of the earth, where lingerie consists of tube socks, long johns and flanel pajamas, and even in minus 40 below and drunk you still walk to robin's donuts for coffee with friends and don't come home til at least 11 in the morning, because partying at the bar does'nt end at 2 am, like it does in the city, because dawson bleek's red necks know how to party unlike wimpy city folk, the bar closes at 4am, then you go to a bootlegger and pick up a flat of beer, and head to a kegger where everyone stumbles home stoned and sloshed just before noon. so if you ever decide to visit this place in the middle of no where expect to find, drunk, cheap girls, crazy people off their medications running around town, while red neck men drive around in their trucks trying to pick up women with lame ass lines like hey baby wanna screw, while they smile with half their teeth missing, and mispronoucing the words cause they are too stoned on e. so welcome to dawson bleek a place where there is always someone to talk about.
by daisy_69 June 25, 2006