Person 2: Well what do I play Sicko Mode
Person 1: BOY BOY WEST COAST
Person 1: YOU WAS AT THE CLUB, BOTTOMS UP WHEN I FIRST MET YOU! NEVER GET ENOUGH!
A human who has been degraded by society for being too full of edamame; also known as an eDamame's boy; this degraded human is used by women and men alike to plow so that the soy boy becomes a plaything for the benefit of the more dominant. This evolved human is also known as a Chad dad or a barren Karen. Though many will use these boys many still will marry them and find an enriched life full of splendor.
What kind of men are you interested in? A man that eats his vegetables and slams this punani every night. You know, like a soy boy boy toy.
Real talk. Serious talk. Usually between adolescent teenage boys. On occasion, "Boy to Boy" talk can be among grown men when trying to get each other's serious attention.
Example: You break your ankle jumping over a girl who you were trying to T bag. You scream to your buddy who is laughing and thinks you are kidding, "DUDE! Boy to Boy! I need to go to the ER!".
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.