Someone who lives in Maine and is, well, a Maine hick through and through. There smart if they have a G.E.D., and for some strange reason, have not pronounced the letter "R" in 200+ years. and, to whoever did the previous definition of Maine-o, there is no Red Lobster in Maine. Red Lobster is frozen seafood, is horrible, and exists in 49 states. Maine is the only Red Lobser-less state in the union. Weathervane is MUCH MUCH better because it isnt frozen
I am a maine-o through and through
by Massabesic April 17, 2006
Get the Maine-o mug.The best damn drinking University in the Eastern United States. The place where people come and leave saying things like: "Orono It'll getcha drunk" Or "Ociffer, I swear to drunk i'm not God. " Or you will fully know how to conjucate Stove: stove, stoven, has been stiven, stivied, all staved to hell. Ohrono!
Example of how drunk maine is: Maine Stein Song
Fill the steins to dear old Maine.
Shout till the rafters ring!
Stand and drink a toast once again!
Let every loyal Maine fan sing.
Drink to all the happy hours,
Drink to the careless days.
Drink to Maine, our Alma Mater,
The college of our hearts always.
To the trees, to the sky,
To the Spring in its glorious happiness;
To the youth, to the fire,
To the life that is moving and calling us!
To the Gods, to the Fates,
To the rulers of men and their destinies;
To the lips, to the eyes,
To the ones who will love us some day.
Oh, fill the steins to dear old Maine.
Shout till the rafters ring!
Stand and drink a toast once again!
Let every loyal Maine fan sing.
Then drink to all the happy hours,
Drink to the careless days.
Drink to Maine, our Alma Mater,
The college of our hearts always.
Fill the steins to dear old Maine.
Shout till the rafters ring!
Stand and drink a toast once again!
Let every loyal Maine fan sing.
Drink to all the happy hours,
Drink to the careless days.
Drink to Maine, our Alma Mater,
The college of our hearts always.
To the trees, to the sky,
To the Spring in its glorious happiness;
To the youth, to the fire,
To the life that is moving and calling us!
To the Gods, to the Fates,
To the rulers of men and their destinies;
To the lips, to the eyes,
To the ones who will love us some day.
Oh, fill the steins to dear old Maine.
Shout till the rafters ring!
Stand and drink a toast once again!
Let every loyal Maine fan sing.
Then drink to all the happy hours,
Drink to the careless days.
Drink to Maine, our Alma Mater,
The college of our hearts always.
by Willy Beamen May 15, 2006
Get the Maine mug.Related Words
a state where to fit in, you need to (1) live in a trailer, (2) own 3+ of each: trucks, ATVs, snowmobiles and guns, (3) wear the combo mullet/greasy baseball cap/Wal*Mart insulated flannel/ sweatpants/ boots, (4) know and enjoy moxie and oxy, and (5) have a not-so-remote resemblance to what should be an unrelated cousin.
Your career options are (1) collecting carts from the parking lots of grocery stores in freezing rain at night without reflective jackets, (2) stuffin' lobster rolls in McD, (3) sort empty stinking bottles in a redemption center (in ME there's a 5c dep on cans/bottles that you then turn in for cash, and some poor soul has to sort them by vendor in rancid containers; normally you can turn them in for beer right there, as most places double-up as beer/wine shacks to perpetuate the cycle); for the college- educated the option is to work for a call center calling on delinquent credit card deadbeats. Maine consistently ranks at the bottom, along with Louisiana and Mississippi in stats such as teenage pregnancy, smoking rates, educational spending, literacy, income, unemployment, small business climate, energy costs and the like.
That said, the people for the most part are down-to-eart, generally nice and helpful, and a little provincial. The state is really two different states: southern maine, which is quickly becoming a Boston suburb while yet in denial about sprawl, traffic jams, crime and related issues, and north/east, generally starting from Lewiston/Auburn up; rural, some farming/forestry/lobstering/welfare, claiming to be the real Maine. It is a part of the state where going out-of-state generally means an overnight trip, sometimes to a strip club in near the border in Quebec, or a bar in New Brunswick, Canada, where the drinking age is 18. Maine a state of striking natural beauty, both along the coast (the farther northeast you go, the better and wilder it is), as well as the mountains in the west, the lakes are nice, too. The natives along the coast are getting squeezed by out-of-staters buying up oceanfront properties as vacaton homes and thus driving the values/taxes up.
Your career options are (1) collecting carts from the parking lots of grocery stores in freezing rain at night without reflective jackets, (2) stuffin' lobster rolls in McD, (3) sort empty stinking bottles in a redemption center (in ME there's a 5c dep on cans/bottles that you then turn in for cash, and some poor soul has to sort them by vendor in rancid containers; normally you can turn them in for beer right there, as most places double-up as beer/wine shacks to perpetuate the cycle); for the college- educated the option is to work for a call center calling on delinquent credit card deadbeats. Maine consistently ranks at the bottom, along with Louisiana and Mississippi in stats such as teenage pregnancy, smoking rates, educational spending, literacy, income, unemployment, small business climate, energy costs and the like.
That said, the people for the most part are down-to-eart, generally nice and helpful, and a little provincial. The state is really two different states: southern maine, which is quickly becoming a Boston suburb while yet in denial about sprawl, traffic jams, crime and related issues, and north/east, generally starting from Lewiston/Auburn up; rural, some farming/forestry/lobstering/welfare, claiming to be the real Maine. It is a part of the state where going out-of-state generally means an overnight trip, sometimes to a strip club in near the border in Quebec, or a bar in New Brunswick, Canada, where the drinking age is 18. Maine a state of striking natural beauty, both along the coast (the farther northeast you go, the better and wilder it is), as well as the mountains in the west, the lakes are nice, too. The natives along the coast are getting squeezed by out-of-staters buying up oceanfront properties as vacaton homes and thus driving the values/taxes up.
Mainers like potatoes, blueberries, lobster, LL Bean, apples, venison, PBR and dislike out-of-staters (mass-holes from Mass., frenchies from Quebec, new-hamsterites from NH).
by Poncho December 4, 2004
Get the Maine mug.A person (Male or Female) who works to maintain power structures (Typically gendered power structures) which hurt them and/or their community in the hope that they can gather some small residual benefit
@AmyRemeikis Nov 30, 2021
At some point, we also have to have a reckoning of the crumb maidens, who uphold the power structures, actively bully or encourage their worst aspects, so they continue to benefit from the crumbs of those power structures. Until they don't.
At some point, we also have to have a reckoning of the crumb maidens, who uphold the power structures, actively bully or encourage their worst aspects, so they continue to benefit from the crumbs of those power structures. Until they don't.
by XTC9931 November 30, 2021
Get the Crumb Maiden mug.One of the strongest males you will ever meet, he is one in a million and is irreplaceable. Nobody compares because they know how real he is, but he distances himself a lot so beware of that and don’t leave him when he does. He is one of the most determined people and is good at hiding emotion he may be really nice and be very attractive, but watch out for his dark side.
Watch out for Maike!
by alalameda March 30, 2020
Get the Maike mug.She’s the sweetest girl on earth. She will do anything for you and love you unconditionally if you show her that you care. This is the gayest gay on earth
by Maider is gay April 24, 2020
Get the maider mug.When an old person responds to an email and blatantly gets stuff wrong in the reply, usually trying to sound proficient in the process.
(email to Old Fart Mailer) -
Hello Mr O Fart,
Your Internet service has been fully provisioned.
Thank you
Lauren
(email from Old Fart Mailer) -
Yes Hello Lorna, thanks for your offer but I do not want anymore copies of Readers Digest just the World Wide Web will do.
Yours Sincerely and Faithfully,
Mr Reginald O Fart
Hello Mr O Fart,
Your Internet service has been fully provisioned.
Thank you
Lauren
(email from Old Fart Mailer) -
Yes Hello Lorna, thanks for your offer but I do not want anymore copies of Readers Digest just the World Wide Web will do.
Yours Sincerely and Faithfully,
Mr Reginald O Fart
by That'll be the phone Reg December 6, 2006
Get the Old Fart Mailer mug.