There are two main schools in St. Louis, SLU and WashU. If you want to be fucking miserable for four years and hang out with ugly girls and and nerds, go to Wash U. If you're cool and want to enjoy college, go to SLU. It's a private, Jesuit university in the city of St. Louis. Are you white, smart, wealthy? Do you drink a lot of beer? Did you go to a private high school and occasionally volunteer? If yes, this school is the place for you.
That girl is wearing Nike shorts, sperry top siders, a vera bradley purse, and carrying a can of bud light in a vineyard vines koozie, she must go to SLU.
Who are those kids bonging beers while repainting an old folks home? probably SLU students.
That girl is really hot! no fucking way she goes to WashU, gotta be from SLU.
A slu is a slut-in-process, meaning she is on her way to being one but is not quite there yet.
A slu is a girl at the club who wants a lill sum-sum wearning hott mini skirt but without a thong. Eventually she will and therefore, she is is in process.
This school has a beautiful campus filled with pre-med frat boys, and two types of girls: hot and not. There is no in between. The parties are ok, but the local scene sucks if you don't have a car. If you want to drink and go pre-mad, this is the place for you.
frat boy #1: what are you doing tonight?
frat boy #2: going to a SLU basketball game.
frat boy #1: no come party with us, we're going to drink until we pass out.
frat boy #2; no I can't, I have a bio test tomorrow for pre-med.
frat boy #1: just go hung over.
Simply put, a slut. A big, whorish, delta zeta slut. Not just your regular slut though, these are the girls who leave you "itching" NOT for more.
Plural; Slues. Used most commonly by frat boys who learn their lesson the hard way, or the by the smart ones who know to keep at least 100 yard away at all times (especially during mating season - those turtles really want to get theirs.)
"Yo dude, i woke up this morning with a burning sensation"
"dude, did you sleep with a dz?"
"fuck. what a slu."
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."