A cheap kind of wine coming in several varieties, costs about $10 for a 3 liter jug.
Yo you feel like wine tonight? Let ussplit a jug of Carlo Rossi friend, how bout paisano flavor, or would you rather have burgundy? We shall get fucked up on this night.
A very inexpensive wine sold in three flavors in high quantities. Mostly sold around college campuses like Western Washington University and the University of Washington.
Gets ya drunk fast for cheap.
Hey wanna get drunk this Thirsty Thursday? Lets drink some Carlo Rossi!!!
Carlo Rossi is an Italian man that enjoys taking hard earned money from parents through their children. An infamous womanizer, Carlo has fathered several illegitimate children and been a part of countless hookups, throw downs, and one night stands. He has never paid back money or time lent to or spent on him. He is essentially the most Italian man you have ever met.
Do I know CarloRossi? Psssshhh that motha fucka owes me 10 dollars!
A horrible tasting, cheap wine commonly served on ice at Italian parties. Not even good for your enemies. Commonly said by its Italian customers as "callalasi", due to their accents.
Italian aunt: "Genarro, go get me a Callalasi with lotsa lotsa ice!"
Genarro: "WTF did you just say?????"
Translator: "She wants a Carlo Rossi with much ice."
Brought to public attention by Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein in the book on the fall of Richard Nixon, All The President’s Men, ratfucker was Nixon’s term for a political operative who sows chaos among opponents; an agent provocateur. It is thought to have originated among campus political rivalries at USC, and seems to have some usage in the US military.
Along with Nixon’s other ratfuckers, Roger Stone caused fights at otherwise peaceful Democratic Party protests to generate a false narrative that the Democrats were violent and dangerous.
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.