unionville is in the middle of no where and it is full of moron's. The people that go to unionville high school, know nothing beyond the area, there whole life is unionville. There are groups of unionville kids who think they are really hard but they all go to unionville so it takes away there toughness. There are alot of spoiled brats also, and punk rockers, and dope heads. The dope heads are usually the morons stayin around unionville after they graduate, and turning into white trash. I hate 95% of unionville, which means if u read this and go to unionville, there is a 5% chance that i like u.
hey isnt that tim from high school back in 1999?...."yea it is, still livin in unionville i can see, i guess he just loves the area and smell of horse manewer"
by THA KING March 28, 2005
Unionvile is full of druggies n ppl that have no life at all. there is nothing to do. it is sooooooooo frickin boring, xcept for wal-mart where perverts hit on you.
you know your in Unionville when. . . .
You are walking and creepy pervs that are 40 yrs older then you beep their horn n whistle at you, or the highschoolers almost hit you with their fancy 5,0000 dollar BMW's and act like its your fault.
You are walking and creepy pervs that are 40 yrs older then you beep their horn n whistle at you, or the highschoolers almost hit you with their fancy 5,0000 dollar BMW's and act like its your fault.
by people February 6, 2005
ahh unionville pa.. the little town where everyone knows ur name but theres nothing to freaking do thats unionville for ya.... the football team sux because they are all rich snobs who roll up in the beamers or hummers that they got on their 16th birthday cause daddy and mommy are rich! so they are all just a bunch of imjured SOBS who cant play!!!!!!! WHY DONT THE GIRLS PLAY THEY MIGHT DO BETTER!!!!!!!!!
theres always some kind of drama hapining wherever u turn a corner
theres always some kind of drama hapining wherever u turn a corner
u no ur in unionville when ur not acepted cause u didnt buy the latest and greatest abercromie shirt and the ugly ugg boots
by sumone January 6, 2005
hell yea were rich kids!! and just caz ur jealous of our money makes u think were all fuckin stupid. and good luck tryin to get into Penn State with ur 4.0 gpa... i'll slide in with my 2.5 and 50,000$
typical unionville rich kids (us):
my mom wont let me fly to paris is first class! shes so god fuckin mean.. i'll have to pay for it with my weekly 10k allowance
my mom wont let me fly to paris is first class! shes so god fuckin mean.. i'll have to pay for it with my weekly 10k allowance
by rich white girl April 19, 2008
A small town composed of a hard working older generation that has gained lots of wealth, while the younger generation blows it on crack. The center of Unionville could easily be mistaken for a run down radioactive warehouse in the Ukraine. The town life is just as abnormal. Most of these town trolls come out at night while the rest of society goes to bed focusing on bigger priorities. While growing up in a native american environment the kids seem to have big egos that makes them think they are ghetto, instead of having to legitamitly hustle in a rougher town like Coattesville, Kennett or Upper Darby.
In this exotic hotspot you also have a rediculously long list of activities. Some of these activities include riding horses, lighting the crack-pipe, blowing up condoms like ballons and the town favorite, chase the niggers through the farmlands. Good ole' Unionville is a clear insight of what life was like during the 1700's.
In this exotic hotspot you also have a rediculously long list of activities. Some of these activities include riding horses, lighting the crack-pipe, blowing up condoms like ballons and the town favorite, chase the niggers through the farmlands. Good ole' Unionville is a clear insight of what life was like during the 1700's.
by Paradedayquad20 March 26, 2011
aka Hicktown USA... where boys favorite cars are trucks which say GIT R DONE. People are happy if their corn grows an inch a year, the smell of mushrooms fill the air and make people sick to their stomaches.
You know you are in Unionville when,
You see random cows all over the place,
you smell the rancid smell of mushrooms from nearby Kennett,
You see a huge Wal Mart right in the middle of a random field
You see random cows all over the place,
you smell the rancid smell of mushrooms from nearby Kennett,
You see a huge Wal Mart right in the middle of a random field
by Blah Blah December 16, 2004
As a Unionville Alumnist I feel comfortable in saying that you should all be paying more attention in English class. If you were truly free thinkers there wouldn't be so much trash talking on a web page for slang definitions. If you didn't deserve to be called whatever it is you have been called, you wouldn't be on here telling people to get a life. It is my opinion that none of you have even the faintest clue what lies ahead for you in the real world. The truth is, if you could look past the Unionville "Clicks", you would realize that now is the time to have fun and learn how to take care of each other. The world turns into a harsh place real quick for those who don't know how to take care of thier friends. Mommy and Daddy can't take care of you physically, socially, and FINANCIALLY forever...and if they do, I pity you. So instead of bashing the rich kids, or hiding the new kids backpack, or gossipping behind slutty girls back, why don't you all take a minute to think about how much better the quality of life would be for you if everyone got along...or at least tried to get along like adults.
My graduating class was hailed by the teachers as being the best group of students to pass through Unionville in 20 years, we were good to each other and our teachers and aside from a few bad apples, every day was at least pleasant. We still had our "clicks" but we knew how to transcend them, to see past our own selfishness and understand the meaning of the phrase "The Greater Good." Unionville is filled with beautiful people, the rest of your life will not be.
by Bobbo the Ham-Eating Marsupial January 6, 2005