i hate the way wools go on about scousers it really annoys me. If half of the stupid greasy heded gelled haired scals actually got their facts right then they would realise that 70% of the crime rate is actually in manchester/ warrington areas an not in liverpool! so the next time a wool calls u a scal or ses "go an rob a car" tell them to fuck off an go an wash there greasy permed haired an to go an get it dyed agen cos the roots are down to their ass! Wools wear baggy jeans an footy shirts wich just dont go an big sketcher trainers with big chunky light up heals on the bottom also last years fashion coats with there hair gelled bak so it wont move out of place for two centurys an have light blue eyeshadow on with big hop earings an two dangly peaces of hair down the side of their face an not forgetting the famous "hoodies" wich luk an absoloute show an jus luk scruffy so all u wools can fuk off hu skit scousers an am sure thereare sum wools hu are nice in fact i no there are wools hu r nice but scousers are nice too so dont fuking forget it!!!nobs
by kate June 27, 2004

bloke - creator of dodgy dance tunes,responsible for reincarnation of old crappy dance tunes, his beats are played in Turkish clubs and are loved by Birmingham lasses.Hangs with a blonde man-like girl who sings most of the songs - so what actually does DJ Sammy do?
lass: "Mega, they're playin' DJ Sammy down the greasy Hag tonight. Lets go get wasted!"
"After the boys of summer have gone."
"After the boys of summer have gone."
by Kate August 09, 2003

by kate February 10, 2004

Frank (from Illinois): So Nick, what part of New York do you come from, dog?
Nick: B-Lo, and I'm not your dog...
Frank: ...Ok.
Nick: B-Lo, and I'm not your dog...
Frank: ...Ok.
by Kate February 06, 2005

by kate February 08, 2004

"The best years of your life" as my mother says while she reads her 1977 yearbook.
Also known as Hell.
Contains a vast and diverse variety of teenagers yet they all fit snugly into categories and labels administered by their peers... some of the unfortunate ones are not teenagers anymore. We call those ones the slackers.
Controlled by sadistic "teachers" and "councillors", etc.
Also known as Hell.
Contains a vast and diverse variety of teenagers yet they all fit snugly into categories and labels administered by their peers... some of the unfortunate ones are not teenagers anymore. We call those ones the slackers.
Controlled by sadistic "teachers" and "councillors", etc.
I fell asleep in English class and got in trouble with the teacher. I also forgot my homework. I got a detention.
by Kate November 28, 2004
