verb. A Southern California driving move during which you cross two or more lanes in one fluid motion without pausing in any of the lanes to check for oncoming traffic, etc. Can only be preformed on highways/freeways with four or more lanes, or three lane highways from the onramp. Classically done from an entrance ramp all the way into the fast lane at 80+ MPH.

Called "Slide" for short.

Found most commonly in North County.

Sibling of the jersey slide

A piss-poor excuse for a police department that "serves" the town of Orange Coun - er, New Canaan Connecticut. Due to the absence of any real crime in New Canaan, the responsibilities of the glorious NCPD includes pulling over newly licensed teenagers for 5-10mph speeding and bitching at them like they just committed homicide. It's a real good thing they stuck it to those hardened criminals by putting unnecessary blemishes on their driving records and skyrocketing their parents' insurance premiums. Go New Canaan. The flagship officers of the department often secure the more high-risk calls, such as standing around like dumbasses at school dances and other events, and then make frequent visits to the school parking lot for the rest of the night where they intercept teenagers returning to pick up their cars after having some fun with their friends, question them, and often breathalyze them as they do at the entrance to every school dance.

Even more pitiful than the police who ride around in their cruisers searching for teenagers to harass while they ignore the real threat - braindead trophy wives driving on their cell phones - are the "Bike Patrol Corps." Yes, New Canaan Police have their very own BIKE SQUAD. Consisting of the cops that were too much of an embarrassment even on standard traffic duty, the Bike Patrol cops endure a 2 week training course the police themselves describe as "RIGOROUS" to become bike cops. Requirements for admission to the bike corps include th...

Hollister Co. is a clothing line brought to you by Abercrombie & Fitch. The Hollister store is all about setting and imagery. Every store entrance is sheltered by a small spanish tile roof that appears to have been weathered over the years of tropical storms, and the golden bake of the sun.
Stores are filled with tropical florals, mostly palmish faux plants that give you the feeling of being whisked away to a far off place with sandy beaches and good times. Depending on the season the store always has a fresh aroma hovering over its apparel giving off a sense of lush cleanliness and exclusivity.
The lighting is dim inside the surfer hut where various clothing items are emblazened with golden spot lighting. A plethera of pop culture magazines and happy go lucky albums are lined in small cubby's along the front of the counter, and surf boards are hung behind the cashiers on the sea blue wooden tounge and groove walls.
Loud music plays throughout, and there are plenty of plump leather arm chairs to sit in simply to relax and enjoy the experience. The seating area closely resembles a seating arangement in a cabin around a warm fire, with plush plaid blankets flung over worn leather chairs and aged southwestern rugs strategically placed along the painted hardwood floors.
Hollister Co. is a personal get away, where you can experience the feel of coastal culture in your own suburban backyard. Just a few minutes in the store will give you the f...

nothing is 'fetch' at pius xi, one of the most infamous private high schools in the midwest. but there is definately an abundance of bimbos running around with 'FITCH' plastered across their chests. not to mention the skanks who'd like to consider themselves 'hippies' that really just shop at target and peace signs are a MUST HAVE. but if you aren't fitch or hippie bitch, then who are you?
walk down into the union (yes, they call their cafeteria the 'student union') and take a glance at the way the tables are arranged. in the furthest corner away from the student entrance, you'll find th 'popular' seniors. the table is filled with meat heads, bit-titted hoes, and just flat out dumb fucks. you may be wondering why the table next to that of the senior jocks is sometimes empty. it's usually because the art kids are on the 6th floor doing what they do best, art. but once in a blue moon,you've found yourself the 'art-floor kids' a table away, eating a salad of some sort, or chomping on some carrot sticks they bought from Outpost (ohhhh how eco-friendly they are!). Then you get yourself the wanna-be's, the nothings, the nobodys. not now at least, but they will most likely be your boss someday. two more tables down is the very last of the far back. it's the black-box and choir room kids, talking about who gets to do the lights this upcoming play as they gulp down their mt. dew and pop those sour skittles to get that extra sugar high (compliments of Sodhexo- the shittiest foo...

One who creeps relentlessly, usually used to refer to males who will contact a female more than 3 times a day through Facebook, Myspace, Text, Calling, and Instant messaging. The female must not be interested.

Powerful Zerg unit, upgraded from Hydralisks costing 100 Vespene Gas and 50 Minerals. Effective on ground units only, utilized best with stacking at entrance way to base. Low hp/armor but when burrowed, will not appear on opponent's screen unless observer/overlord is present.

anal intercourse

A term used in team combat games, a temporary position for someone checking for traps or ambushes. Can also be "Admiral Akbar".