Stoner: Yo, mon! Got any KGB?
Drug Dealer: Nah, just some crappy Tex Mex.
Stoner: Cool. I'll take an ounce. I'm going to bake a big batch of brownies and give them to my sister to share with her 3rd grade class.
Drug Dealer: Nah, just some crappy Tex Mex.
Stoner: Cool. I'll take an ounce. I'm going to bake a big batch of brownies and give them to my sister to share with her 3rd grade class.
by Tim Jerome February 20, 2008
"Why do Alex and all his friends drive fat back trucks?"
"Your mom drives a fat back and she has a greasy mullet."
"Your mom drives a fat back and she has a greasy mullet."
by Tim Jerome February 20, 2008
John: "I'm gonna git me some mud flaps for Sherrie T. I cain't decide yet on the Deputy Dawg or Taz ones."
by Tim Jerome March 16, 2008
Founded by Sam Walton, Wal-Mart is a discount retailer that sells generic clothes, food, electronics and just about everything else. Instead of finding Adidas shoes at Wal-Mart, they will have shoes that look similar to Adidas with a similar-looking logo. Instead of Adidas the shoes will be called ABCheetahs or something. Or instead of Nike, Wal-Mart will carry a generic brand called Hike (again, with a similar looking logo as Nike). This is so poor kids can pretend to wear the same clothes as the richer kids and feel the same pride as them. This, of course, is the greatest flaw to discount retailing. It has only made countless people the target of discrimination and teasing.
Cool Kid: Hey, Josh. Cool Nikes. Oh, wait--those aren't Nikes. What does that say? Hike? Dude, your family shops at Wal-Mart! You're dead at recess. Heh-heh-heh.
Josh: (Gulp) I thought I might fool people for at least one day.
Josh: (Gulp) I thought I might fool people for at least one day.
by Tim Jerome March 16, 2008
An extremely wealthy suburb in upstate New York much like Greenwich, CT or Beverly Hills, CA. Don't even bother moving here in you're not a millionaire. Tourists, however, are always welcome.
Donald Trump: "I flew to New Hartford yesterday for a haircut."
Wealthy New Hartford man: "Let's go to my $500,000 mansion and rub whip cream on our bodies in front of the fire."
Wealthy New Hartford women: "When I'm depressed I like to roll around in a big pile of money to lift myself up."
Bumper Sticker on a New Hartford SUV: WHOEVER DIES WITH THE MOST TOYS WINS!
Wealthy New Hartford man: "Let's go to my $500,000 mansion and rub whip cream on our bodies in front of the fire."
Wealthy New Hartford women: "When I'm depressed I like to roll around in a big pile of money to lift myself up."
Bumper Sticker on a New Hartford SUV: WHOEVER DIES WITH THE MOST TOYS WINS!
by Tim Jerome November 19, 2007
A person who displays a penchant for LL Bean and Land's End clothes, Hammy's can often be found congregating around coffee shops where acoustic folk music blasts so loud from the overhead speakers that people have to shout in order to be heard. While Hammys usually have an above average IQ, their lagging taste in current popular culture has marginalzed them from mainstream American society.
With-it Person: "Dude, how many times are you going to re-read Zen and the Art of Motorcylce Maintenance? Don't you like any of the new writers like Nick Hornby and Dave Eggers?"
Hammy: "Nick and Dave WHO?"
With-it person: "Sheesh!"
Hammy: "Come on! Let's go listen to some Pearl Jam and play hackey sack!"
Hammy: "Nick and Dave WHO?"
With-it person: "Sheesh!"
Hammy: "Come on! Let's go listen to some Pearl Jam and play hackey sack!"
by Tim Jerome November 18, 2007