The used condoms you find floating near the docks and shores of the hudson river. They get this name b/c they kind of float there and are white and yeah its just nasty.
When you look down next to the dock to put the boat in the water and theres a hudson river jellyfish floating there....
by Ualbany Crew April 21, 2006
A decisive expression to indicate the last chance to save other lives when you are the responsible for them.
Capt. Chesley "Sully" Sullenberger made a final radio call to the air-traffic control tower from his crippled jet: "We're gonna be in the Hudson" before he glided the plane into the river rather than risking a catastrophic crash in a densely populated area, saving the lives of all 155 on board.
by reytheking February 07, 2009
Kathryn Elizabeth Hudson, Known as Katy Perry is a beautiful, talented woman who is Married to Russell Brand. She is a singer songwriter.
Jord; Who's Kathryn Elizabeth Hudson? I heard she's got talent.
Me; Are you kidding! Thats Katy Perry! She's definitely got talent!
Jord; Oh man, I love her!
Me; Are you kidding! Thats Katy Perry! She's definitely got talent!
Jord; Oh man, I love her!
by IzJH May 01, 2011
A small, tight-knit community in Northwest Westchester County, NY, population 7,606 (2000). The village was formerly an idealistic communist stronghold, but has since devolved into a hamlet of bourgeois consumers, driven by false needs. The families are quite diverse with about 10% being gainfully employed intellectuals, artists, architects, and musicians, 10% bankers and attorneys, 25% NYC cops, firefighters, and MTA workers, 35% unemployed, middle-aged writers, software geeks, and rich lesbians who lie to themselves about "working at home" or being "self-employed." About 20% are retired, just plain lazy, or various Latino minority working in the landscaping business. The architecture is somewhere between late 19th-century Northeast and 1950s trailerpark. The hodgepodge of styles is a visual abomination and only a catastrophe at the nearby Indian Point Nuclear Power Plant will save it. The village's main industry is parking, given the 2200-space lot at the MTA train station. The second largest industry is aluminum siding. The children of the village are all taught to love one another and sign meaningless pieces of paper pledging to "be nice" or to "not do drugs." However, they begin to smoke marijuana and drink Bud Light in the 8th grade. They love to hang out at Power Lines and generally waste their precious time. Sports are big in the area, with all manner of athletic diversion taking the place of academic achievment. Many youth pretend to be thugs, though they have no real knowledge of African-American culture other than what they glean from MTV Cribs and Chapelle's Show. No one in the village really gives much of a fuck about anything, which, according to most analysts, make it a dope place to live.
The reason I moved to Croton is because my husband can commute 45 minutes into the City, I can stay at home volunteering at the food bank, and we don't have to mow our lawn.
by Sean O'Hallorhan May 25, 2005
a golfing term to describe a deceptive "break" or mounding of the green... It is a putt that appears "straight" yet in reality isn't
by Slurp EEE March 01, 2005
(n) a used condom, so-named because it is the only kind of fish one would see floating in this polluted river.
by Heptune May 12, 2005
A small, tightly-knit community in Northwest Westchester County, NY, population 7,606 (2000). The village was formerly an idealistic communist stronghold, but has since devolved into a hamlet of bourgeois consumers, driven by false needs. The families are quite diverse with about 10% being gainfully employed intellectuals, artists, architects, and musicians, 10% bankers and attorneys, 25% NYC cops, firefighters, and MTA workers, 35% unemployed, middle-aged writers, software geeks, and rich lesbians who lie to themselves about "working at home" or being "self-employed." About 20% are retired, just plain lazy, or various Latino minority working in the landscaping business. The architecture is somewhere between late 19th-century Northeast farmhouse and 1950s Trailerpark, with the occasional horrible attempt at uniformity (e.g., the working-class dwellings on Beekman and the pretentious McMansions on Ackerman). The hodgepodge of styles is a visual abomination and only the much-expected catastrophe at the nearby Indian Point Nuclear Power Plant will unify the eclectic assortment. The village's main industry is parking, given the 2200-space lot at the MTA train station. The second largest industry is aluminum siding. The children of the village are all taught to love one another and sign meaningless pieces of paper pledging to "be nice" or to "not do drugs." However, they begin to smoke marijuana and drink Bud Light in the 8th grade. They love to hang out at Power Lines and generally waste their precious time. Sports are big in the area, with all manner of athletic diversion taking the place of academic achievement. Many youth pretend to be thugs, though they have no real knowledge of African-American culture other than what they glean from MTV Cribs and Chapelle's Show. No one in the village really gives much of a fuck about anything, which, according to most analysts, make it a dope place to live.
The reason I moved to Croton is because my husband can commute 45 minutes into the City, I can stay at home volunteering at the food bank, and we don't have to mow our lawn.
by Sean O'Hallorhan May 25, 2005