Pejorative term, typically employed by timid middle-class teens to describe their poorer, more aggressive working-class brethren.
Its use often reflects both a fear of its target and a deeply unpleasant sense of social superiority. Parallel fears of relative poverty can be found throughout history, from worries about Victorian street urchins to contempt for medieval peasants.
Its users arguably deserve every bit of grief they get from those they describe as such.
Its use often reflects both a fear of its target and a deeply unpleasant sense of social superiority. Parallel fears of relative poverty can be found throughout history, from worries about Victorian street urchins to contempt for medieval peasants.
Its users arguably deserve every bit of grief they get from those they describe as such.
by zebedee_06 November 06, 2006
Did you hear what happned today? It was Gareth Southgate's first game in charge of Boro at the Riverside... They beat the Chavs 2-1!
by Kaz_uk August 23, 2006
Chavs drink heavy gallons of crew? Naw. But they act likey do. Chavs walk the talk they bust and hussle ya crew? Naw. But they act like they do. Chavs kick it with the "hommies" eating mcdonalds, too? Yeah- Just like they act like they do.
Chavs my man, he be sittin' on the corner. Chavs he ran the older bolder comin' over. He talks and smokes, he thinks he's big man now. Chavs is he aint nothing but a tryhard now.
by Dogtree June 28, 2006
Wannabe.... Fake!
Walk round looking like a WAG (wives & girlfriends)
mainly come from Liverpool...
Drink chapagne and have a drug dealer boyfriend!
choose a career in lapdancing,
boobjob is a must!....
Definition of CHAVS.
Walk round looking like a WAG (wives & girlfriends)
mainly come from Liverpool...
Drink chapagne and have a drug dealer boyfriend!
choose a career in lapdancing,
boobjob is a must!....
Definition of CHAVS.
"Oh my god that Louis Vuitton hand bag must of cost a fortune!?".... "NO five pound from the market, do I look like Colleen now?"
"My Drug dealer boyfriend is paying for my boobjob so I can become a lapdancer"
I hate chavs!.
"My Drug dealer boyfriend is paying for my boobjob so I can become a lapdancer"
I hate chavs!.
by Kelleigh11 June 17, 2007
A male British person of (generally) low socio-economic status with a characteristic clothing style, dialect, and mode of consumer activity.
A chav is generally cunning and resourceful and invokes fear amongst his more passive and uncreative contemporaries. The character the "artful dodger" from Dickens' "Oliver Twist" represents the archetypal chav: poor and lacking in ambition, but clever, witty, and fond of creative-poetic language. The authentic "cockney", long since vanished from London, might also be considered a type of proto-chav.
The term "chav" is almost exclusively used in a derogatory sense by out-group persons, most commonly lower or middle-class British persons actively seeking to establish a more prestigious socio-economic status and the corresponding identity.
The term - and the emotional and negative connotations associated therewith - (see the vast majority of the other definitions above) can be considered the latest manifestation of the typically rigid British conception of class-consciousness.
A chav is generally cunning and resourceful and invokes fear amongst his more passive and uncreative contemporaries. The character the "artful dodger" from Dickens' "Oliver Twist" represents the archetypal chav: poor and lacking in ambition, but clever, witty, and fond of creative-poetic language. The authentic "cockney", long since vanished from London, might also be considered a type of proto-chav.
The term "chav" is almost exclusively used in a derogatory sense by out-group persons, most commonly lower or middle-class British persons actively seeking to establish a more prestigious socio-economic status and the corresponding identity.
The term - and the emotional and negative connotations associated therewith - (see the vast majority of the other definitions above) can be considered the latest manifestation of the typically rigid British conception of class-consciousness.
Setting: public space in any English city. Two pedestrians are approached by a young person dressed in a track suit and a "Burberry" hat.
"Oi, gimme a fag, geezer"
"Sorry?"
"a fuckin' cig, mosha"
"Oh, sorry, I don't smoke"
"'id I say you should talk? Shut the fuck up and get out outta my sight"
Two pedestrians continue on their way. The first, non-smoking pedestrian, seeks to counter his humiliation by addressing the second pedestrian:
"Fuckin' chav."
(nervous laughter)
"Oi, gimme a fag, geezer"
"Sorry?"
"a fuckin' cig, mosha"
"Oh, sorry, I don't smoke"
"'id I say you should talk? Shut the fuck up and get out outta my sight"
Two pedestrians continue on their way. The first, non-smoking pedestrian, seeks to counter his humiliation by addressing the second pedestrian:
"Fuckin' chav."
(nervous laughter)
by Dik van Dyke April 06, 2007
The term 'chav' has been broadened, and there are many things that define a chav. A chav is usually rude, common, and a fashion freak. The males will wear caps and pristeen white trainers, tracksuits and coats that cling to the waist. The females also sport these coats, but will wear huuuuuuuuuuge earrings (usually hoops) shirts with logos, boots (usually Ugg or slouch boots at present) Can wear jeans or short skirts, often denim or 'raa-raa skirts' as they have been heard to be called. They wear lots of make-up, and are often orange with foundation. They seem to enjoy meandering about in large groups, drinking cheap alcohol, making cheap shots at passers by, and saying things like 'innit' and 'wha'ever.' The comic character Vicky Pollard is an only very slightly exaggerated version of a chav. They will only attack in large groups, and sometimes the males will mutter things as one walks past, often derogatory and very rarely complimentary. The 'brave' ones will pick fights with lone geeks or Goths, whereas others will even more bravely yell obscene things as they pass in their cars (usually blaring crap music) or spit in one's hair.
A geek is walking past, innocently carrying a bag of shopping in one hand, and perhaps a book in the other. The geek is unfortunate enough to have to pass a bus shelter under which some chavs are hiding from the rain. The geek contemplates - is it worth crossing the road? No - the geek will stick it out. The geek passes through, its eyes flickering onto those of a female chav, who says, 'What you lookin' at, enit?" The geek says nothing. If it is lucky, it might escape unscathed, but insulted. If it is unlucky, it will be beaten up or spat upon by the male chavs, while the female chavs scream or shout encouragement, while drinking aforementioned cheap alchohol.
by Lime Powell January 30, 2006
A really really really rubbish worthless waste of life. Failed gangster. Culturally stunted. Probably called Wayne, Dwayne, Shayne, Trixie, Roxy, Kirstie...
Wears trousers around ankles and really brightly coloured boxers (if chav). Can't get dressed properly so will probs only be half in hoodie. Chavette's have belly-tops, tight skirts, massive heels, loads of hoops through assorted holes in their bodies...
Basically, wants to fail at everything. Thinks failing is 'cool'. If at school aims to get into fights and get detentions.
if not aims to get into prison or die.
By the age of 12 will be chain smoker, alchy by 14... soon drug-dealing.
If chav probs has 3 pregnant girlfriends, at least two of whom's babies probably aren't actually his.
If chavette has about three chavvy toddlers with double-peirced ears who cry 'woteva' and 'like' and some chav or others baby waiting to pop out...
Should be rounded up and shot.
Wears trousers around ankles and really brightly coloured boxers (if chav). Can't get dressed properly so will probs only be half in hoodie. Chavette's have belly-tops, tight skirts, massive heels, loads of hoops through assorted holes in their bodies...
Basically, wants to fail at everything. Thinks failing is 'cool'. If at school aims to get into fights and get detentions.
if not aims to get into prison or die.
By the age of 12 will be chain smoker, alchy by 14... soon drug-dealing.
If chav probs has 3 pregnant girlfriends, at least two of whom's babies probably aren't actually his.
If chavette has about three chavvy toddlers with double-peirced ears who cry 'woteva' and 'like' and some chav or others baby waiting to pop out...
Should be rounded up and shot.
Chav 1 (Shayne): Like, yo Wayne blud. Like, bling bling. Want some weed? Wazzup woteva? Like, I just failed like all my BTEC's!
Chav 2 (Wayne): Like, get in there, mate! Like, bling bling. Yeah, gimme weed like. I'm gonna get monged blud.
Chav 3 (Dwayne): Lol. Like, get wot i done?
Shayne: Wot, blud?
Dwayne: Like, I banged up Trixie again, blud!
Shayne: wey to go man... i like got like roxy and kirstie up right now like... blud... bling bling
Wayne: Like, wait blud, like... int Kirstie my fly gal? Like, that my baby blud!
Shayne: Yeah, well, like, i got her preggers, blud? u got a problem with that blud?
Wayne: Like, yeah blud! i gonna fight u blud!
Shayne: Bring it on blud! Bling bling!
Dwayne: Oi... there goes Trixie. NICE LEGS GAL! WOT TIME DO THEY OPEN? HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAA!
Shayne: That babe is bang tidy. BET U WISH THE LIL ****** WAS MINE, DON'T U, GAL? HA HA HA!
Wayne: Well fly. Pass me some weed, Shayne, blud.
Shayne: Like, alright blud.
Dwayne: Bling Bling. Woteva.
Chav 2 (Wayne): Like, get in there, mate! Like, bling bling. Yeah, gimme weed like. I'm gonna get monged blud.
Chav 3 (Dwayne): Lol. Like, get wot i done?
Shayne: Wot, blud?
Dwayne: Like, I banged up Trixie again, blud!
Shayne: wey to go man... i like got like roxy and kirstie up right now like... blud... bling bling
Wayne: Like, wait blud, like... int Kirstie my fly gal? Like, that my baby blud!
Shayne: Yeah, well, like, i got her preggers, blud? u got a problem with that blud?
Wayne: Like, yeah blud! i gonna fight u blud!
Shayne: Bring it on blud! Bling bling!
Dwayne: Oi... there goes Trixie. NICE LEGS GAL! WOT TIME DO THEY OPEN? HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAA!
Shayne: That babe is bang tidy. BET U WISH THE LIL ****** WAS MINE, DON'T U, GAL? HA HA HA!
Wayne: Well fly. Pass me some weed, Shayne, blud.
Shayne: Like, alright blud.
Dwayne: Bling Bling. Woteva.
by IntellectualObserver August 02, 2011