Nichole, you fell for it.
by Natureprince March 18, 2017
Matt Nicholls- Drummer of metal core band Bring Me the Horizon, lives in Sheffield. Great at drumming,incredibly attractive. Best friends with all his mates. He is a really fun person to be around from what it seems like in pictures. He's my second favorite.
Girl: Oh my god, who's that?
Me: Thats Matt Nicholls, the drummer of bring me the horizon.
Girl: Hes so hot and great at drumming.
Me: I know.
Me: Thats Matt Nicholls, the drummer of bring me the horizon.
Girl: Hes so hot and great at drumming.
Me: I know.
by thebandwhore November 7, 2013
An MTV RW and Challenge series cast member who frequently degrades women with the belief that he's entitled to demonstrate superiority being part of the 'greater species'. This little bitch cries when he's tasked to complete challenges that involve changes in barometric pressure i.e. underwater dives & uphill climbs. He literally curls his herculean body into the fetal position and screams a high-pitched banshee scream and lashes out at onlookers who are in disbelief of the pitiful sight, hypocrisy and piss poor sportsmanship. Oddly, he also restricts his dating pool to an incestuous subset of only MTV cast members and turns hateful once the relationship fizzles out.
by simone de beauvoyeur May 10, 2018
To be gleefully ignorant. To be as racist and ridiculous as her bf. To think survived cancer at a young age is a good thing when people much older are diagnosed fight it for eight years and lose. Someone..idk...that spent their life protecting her bfs county. And died with only one year of retirement...in pain getting chemo once a month for eight years..while working. Still...dying after ten years! Of family torment. Your fiance talking shit to me the day I buried him. Well fuck you and him. Niether of you are heroes. Social media will give you that . I won't . You're both ridiculous in your self obsessed world. you think only of yourselves and what people see you as. And you try to manipulate that. Willingly. That makes you just like Trump. And every other poser American out there. Congrats..you are no better than the generation that spawned you and cursed the world with your existence. Justice will come for you. Justice comes for us all.
by JusticeComes4usAll May 30, 2020
Shes and amazingly beautiful girl has a great heart she so sweet and caring she gets along with everyone very talented has an amazing voice she has a slamin body if you ever need a friend ashlyn is always there
by thatgurll1 July 24, 2010
The name of someone that is super chilled-out guy, but knows how to have a good time partying while keeping it Christian.
by BABYRAPIST69 October 15, 2019
(August 26, 1845-August 31, 1888) The first recognized victim of Jack the Ripper. Born Mary Ann Walker in Whitechapel, known as "Polly" by her friends and family, she married William Nichols in 1864 and had five children with him (Edward John, born 1866; Percy George, born 1868; Alice Esther, born 1870; Eliza Sarah, born 1877; and Henry Alfred, born 1879).
In 1881, they separated; Polly's father, Edward, accused William of having an affair with the midwife during Polly's last pregnancy while William argued that their marriage continued for three years after the affair and accused Polly of leaving him at least four times; each time they reconciled, he claimed, she began drinking again. Whatever the story, young Edward Nichols was estranged from his father and lived with grandfather Edward; at his mother's funeral, the young man refused to associate with William.
William was still obliged to send financial support to his wife, but when he found in 1882 that she sometimes turned to prostitution, he refused to send any more.
Polly became an alcoholic drifter, trapped in a cycle of doss-houses, workhouses, drinking, prostitution, and wearing out her welcome with relatives.
In 1881, they separated; Polly's father, Edward, accused William of having an affair with the midwife during Polly's last pregnancy while William argued that their marriage continued for three years after the affair and accused Polly of leaving him at least four times; each time they reconciled, he claimed, she began drinking again. Whatever the story, young Edward Nichols was estranged from his father and lived with grandfather Edward; at his mother's funeral, the young man refused to associate with William.
William was still obliged to send financial support to his wife, but when he found in 1882 that she sometimes turned to prostitution, he refused to send any more.
Polly became an alcoholic drifter, trapped in a cycle of doss-houses, workhouses, drinking, prostitution, and wearing out her welcome with relatives.
At age 43 and five-foot-two, Polly Nichols could pass for ten years younger; she had greying dark-brown hair, high cheekbones, brown eyes, and olive skin. She was well-liked by friends and was pitied by many. Still, she was arrested for drunken and disorderly conduct, placed in workhouses for sleeping on the streets, and lived off of charity and casual prostitution.
On her last day, August 30 of 1888, she had three clients, but her taste for gin overruled; she'd told a friend an hour before her murder that she'd earned money for a bed three times over and she drank all the money away. She arrived at the doss-house at 1:30 AM, drunk and penniless. But she felt very confident about finding another client because she was wearing a new hat and felt she looked very pretty; she was drunk, she was missing five front teeth, but she declared, "See what a jolly bonnet I've got!"
She was found on the sidewalk of Buck's Row by two workers at 3:40 AM, she'd been dead for about 20 minutes. Her skirts were pulled up almost to her waist. Her throat had been cut and, later in the mortuary, it was found that she'd been slit open from groin to sternum and her vulva stabbed.
At Polly's inquest, Edward Walker said of his daughter, "I don't think she had any enemies; she was too good for that."
On her last day, August 30 of 1888, she had three clients, but her taste for gin overruled; she'd told a friend an hour before her murder that she'd earned money for a bed three times over and she drank all the money away. She arrived at the doss-house at 1:30 AM, drunk and penniless. But she felt very confident about finding another client because she was wearing a new hat and felt she looked very pretty; she was drunk, she was missing five front teeth, but she declared, "See what a jolly bonnet I've got!"
She was found on the sidewalk of Buck's Row by two workers at 3:40 AM, she'd been dead for about 20 minutes. Her skirts were pulled up almost to her waist. Her throat had been cut and, later in the mortuary, it was found that she'd been slit open from groin to sternum and her vulva stabbed.
At Polly's inquest, Edward Walker said of his daughter, "I don't think she had any enemies; she was too good for that."
by Lorelili October 7, 2012