A surprisingly tasty condiment consisting of roughly equal parts of barbecue sauce and mustard. The early creators of barbatard were out of ketchup and invented this saucy combo on the spot. Was an instant success.
"Oh man, we're out of ketchup. Guess this burger just won't be the same..."
"Don't worry buddy! I've got the perfect solution. Barbatard. Just mix some barbecue sauce and mustard and you're golden."
The pioneers of House before house was cool. The full name of the group is called Afrika Bambaataa and the Soulsonic Force. This group paved the way for other house (and hip hop greats) like Grandmaster Flash. Imitated by some; replicated by none. Go Download some NOW!
Afrika Bambaataa is sampled by lots. Listen to "Looking for the Perfect Beat" and listen to DJ Khaled's "Holla At Me Baby" and notice the "similarities". Also, if you have a Playstation 2 nearby, play Grand Theft Auto: Vice City and just listen to the rap station for a little bit and you hear "Looking for the Perfect Beat."
Listening to Afrika Bambaataa makes me wanna breakdance, no matter where I am.
Download Looking For the Perfect Beat and Planet Rock. NOW!
And dying in yo' bed many years from now, would ya be willing ta trade all da days from dis here day ta dat fo' one chance, just one chance, ta come back here as young men an' tell our enemies dat dey may take our lives but dey will never take our freedom ... YUB NUB!
The Bar came before the movie. It is an awesome bar where the girls know how to party and make you feel okay about giving up your money, drawers, bras, and dignity.
2. Movie
A story about a Jersey girl following her dreams, aided by working at this bar in New York.
3. Situation/Person/Decision
See other definitions - waking up next to someone so ugly you'd rather chew your arm off than wake them up.
1. Yo, Coyote Ugly is my favorite bar! I got whipped, stripped, drunk, and danced on the bar all before 7 o'clock!
2. Hey did you see Coyote Ugly? It actually has a plot!
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.