Members of the school colorguard that feel the need to get involved in at least one extra-cirricular but don't have any particular talents.
by Chernorizets Hrabr July 20, 2004
Phrase made famous by wold-renowned genius Paris Hilton. Sounds like the opposite of "That's cool" but means the same thing.
by Chernorizets Hrabr January 10, 2005
The Slipknot of R&B/Pop music, consisting of seven or so scantily clad young women, only two of which are actually doing anything. The Dolls are former strippers and have produced some of the most nauseatingly trite songs of the current millenium. Still, we'd all like to splooge on their collective stomachs.
The Pussycat Dolls regularly engage in deviant group sex with throngs of large african-american men.
by Chernorizets Hrabr April 26, 2007
Another mediocre somewhat popular nu-metal band, this time, from Canada, which isn't a surprise considering their musical track record (Avril, Celine Dion, Barenaked Ladies, etc). Lead singer Chad is an extremely nasal "Marlboro Man" type vocalist who sounds constipated on a permenant basis. Guitar consists mostly of easy-to-play power chords that give the band a "tough" sound to the untrained ear, but a closer look reveals a band that has nothing to offer creatively. They were recently exposed recycling their music in their two hit singles, "How You Remind Me" and "Someday", which sound nearly identical when played simultaneously.
by Chernorizets Hrabr August 12, 2004
Victims of stupid Americans bastardizing their heritage to try and sound cool and/or tough. So-called "Italians" talk with fake Brooklyn accents, eat Chef Boyardee ravioli and Domino's Pizza, and keep the first three buttons of their shirts unbuttoned so as to expose unsightly, bristly black chest hair, often complemented by a gold chain necklace. Calls friends "paizan" or "gumba" and thinks phrases such as "Donde esta?" and "'Ey chico!" are Italian. Often claims ties to the mafia in whatever major city is closest to the suburb they live in. Usually feel the need to make proclaimations such as "Yo, I'm Italian!"
"Yo, I'm 9% Italian. Respect me or I'll break ye' face and you'll be swimmin' wit' de fishes. Capisce? I tought so."
by Chernorizets Hrabr July 07, 2004
God's gift to stoners, delivered to us by Ben Stein. It gets the red out, so people think you're sober, but your friends know better! Also comes in small, easy-to-shoplift packaging so you can save some extra money for more hydro.
I tell people that the reason I keep Clear Eyes around is because typing essays on the computer irritates my eyes.
by Chernorizets Hrabr November 03, 2004
A twisted, vile game in which, upon hearing a Nickelback song on the radio, a person immediately calls a friend, cranks up the volume, and forces them to listen to Nickelback without saying anything else. The answerer of the phone must listen to Nickelback as long as can be tolerated before hanging up. If the caller receives no answer, he must leave a voicemail recording of the entire Nickelback song to thoroughly disappoint the Nickelback'd individual and ruin his day. Retaliations must continue until one of the players surrenders.
It should also go without saying that the victim must hate Nickelback for the game to work.
It should also go without saying that the victim must hate Nickelback for the game to work.
Ang: This Nickelbacking has gone far enough!
Rob: Yeah, I heard Pigeon got you real good with Photograph.
Ang: True, but I Someday'd him up the rear and out the mouth last week!
Robyn: I like Nickelback.
Everyone: DIE.
Rob: Yeah, I heard Pigeon got you real good with Photograph.
Ang: True, but I Someday'd him up the rear and out the mouth last week!
Robyn: I like Nickelback.
Everyone: DIE.
by Chernorizets Hrabr April 10, 2008