Troll: "Hey Frenchie. Want to share a hotel with me again?"
Frenchie: "Umm.. no, that's okay.."
Troll: "Come on! We can watch porn together and sleep in the same bed".
Frenchie: "Get away from me you clam smacker!!"
Troll: "Tu es une baguette."
Frenchie: "Umm.. no, that's okay.."
Troll: "Come on! We can watch porn together and sleep in the same bed".
Frenchie: "Get away from me you clam smacker!!"
Troll: "Tu es une baguette."
by Katie December 19, 2004
1. Something, usually a sticker of sorts; that you stick on a jar or a box to identify the contents and/or purpose.
2. A highly complicated system which is used to classify people, usually high school students; in an attempt to organize them by how they are 'supposed' to be, determined by what music they listen to, what they wear, and in some cases their income. Comparable to the caste system of ancient India.
3. An attempt to classify every band by their 'style'
2. A highly complicated system which is used to classify people, usually high school students; in an attempt to organize them by how they are 'supposed' to be, determined by what music they listen to, what they wear, and in some cases their income. Comparable to the caste system of ancient India.
3. An attempt to classify every band by their 'style'
1. The box is labeled 'tupperware'
2. Oh yeah, she's an emo-goth for sure. You can tell by her Converse and black eyeliner.
3. Oh yeah, their style can pretty much be summed up as alterna-punk/emo/goth/post-hardcore screamo/3rd wave ska revival/punk-core/pop/ska-pop
2. Oh yeah, she's an emo-goth for sure. You can tell by her Converse and black eyeliner.
3. Oh yeah, their style can pretty much be summed up as alterna-punk/emo/goth/post-hardcore screamo/3rd wave ska revival/punk-core/pop/ska-pop
by Katie May 13, 2005
A play based on a book which was originally written in French. All of the characters, with the exception of Marius and Cosette, die. It is set during the French Revolution. It was originally preformed on Broadway in 1987.
Do you hear the people sing? Lost in the valley of the night. It is the music of a people who are climbing to the light. For the wretched of the earth there is a flame that never dies. Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise. They will live again in freedom in the garden of the lord. They will walk behind the plowshare. They will put away the sword. The chain will be broken and all men will have their reward. Will you join in our crusade? Who will be strong and stand with me? Somewhere beyond the barricade is there a world you long to see? Do you hear the people sing? Say do you hear the distant drums? It is the future that they bring when tomorrow comes.
by Katie January 02, 2004
The male reproductive organ. Its usually gets long and hard when sexually aroused, and the bigger the better.
by katie May 19, 2003
why do you hang around with those g-moods?
by Katie May 13, 2005
-She's Guaranteed to blow your mind
-Drop of a hat she's as willing as Playful as a pussy cat
-To absolutely drive you wild
-Drop of a hat she's as willing as Playful as a pussy cat
-To absolutely drive you wild
by katie March 28, 2005
by Katie April 26, 2005