The female name of choice for southern white trash who spends more time behind the bleachers instead of in them at the
football game, and thinks Bartles and Jaymes wine coolers are the height of classy drinking, only to be served with Lean Cuisines.
Tammies usually end up as weathered old semi-employed sports bar hags and chair props with too much makeup looking for that special trucker or
traveling salesman who might be the one to sweep her off her feet and into her fifth marriage. Tammies will normally have four kids by age 22, and by age 60 three of the four still live with her and her 6 maladjusted cats in the family double wide, which she thought it would be a wise investment, purchased with the $10,
000 life
insurance policy she got from the death of her first husband Earl who died drunk driving in the family station wagon. Tammies usually know the names of EVERY character in EVERY daytime soap and chats about them incessantly with her girlfriends during Bingo Night while hoping to win the $50 pot, because she’s low on the type of vodka that comes in the plastic containers. See also Luanne, Dee Dee, Doris, or Mary-Jo for other examples.
Tammie sent her son 14 year old Earl Jr. to
the corner convenience store to pick up some scratch-off tickets and a carton of
Virginia Slims because she didn't want to miss Jeopardy.
