Quarryville
A small town, with a lot of drama. Hicks. Druggies. And Jerks. That's all. And a lot of people trying to get out of it.
Quarryville by Thehugaddict December 25, 2012
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Quarryville
A small town in Lancaster where all of the wannabe hicks and yee haws go. Everybody knows everyone and everybody has an obsession with Wal-Mart. This is one of the few towns that actually enjoys newer country music. The amount of car shows and bazaars is astounding. There’s also a lot of old people there so don’t try to plan your whole life there. Everyone’s there to get out. Get out while you can before you cut the sleeves off of your shirts, wear bandanas, and wear sunglasses behind your head!!
Person 1: woah dude, check her out
Person 2: no my guy, we live in quarryville, she’ll probably end up being my cousin
Person 2: no my guy, we live in quarryville, she’ll probably end up being my cousin
Quarryville by anonymous1420 June 10, 2019
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Quarryville
The shittiest town in existance where everyone is either the biggest you'd never want to meet or thinks there some kind of gangster.
Quarryville by Justarealist February 16, 2019
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Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
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You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)