A Chick born and raised in Jersey easily spotted by her over processed (fake) blonde hair, tight acid-washed jeans or butt shorts, press on nails, an oral fixation, and an uneven tan from the shore. She enjoys
talking trash while driving with her "girls," eating at the Mall Foodcourt, and
anonymous sex with tools. They are often turned off by
intellectual pursuits, even though they go to nice colleges their parents pay for.
Jersey Girl 1: "Hey, are you going to
the Shore today?"
Jersey Girl 2: "Duh, but i gotta get some more beer,
parliament lights, and aquanet."
or:
Teacher: So, how has your first semester been?
Jersey Girl: Alright, I guess. I mean, we're not allowed to drink on campus anymore, which sucks.
Teacher: No, I mean how are your classes?
Jersey Girl: Well, I can't drink, so, um, not good. My parents, like, aren't sure they want to keep paying, but they should just
suck it up and pay.
Teacher: Did you write that paper on Nietzche?
Jersey Girl: Who-chi? Was he, like, Asian or something?
