A piece of shit town in central Maine. The go-to place for stoners and junkies. Populated mainly by American Eagle-wearing whores and forty-something losers that still hang out with teenagers. A place where there's absolutely nothing to do but smoke weed and fight about absolutely nothing. A stupid town where everyone knows your business. Basically the epitome of a worthless and miserable existence.
Person 1: I'm so baked right now, man.
Person 2: You must have gone to Gardiner.
Gardiner is a pathetic excuse for a town.
Person 2: You must have gone to Gardiner.
Gardiner is a pathetic excuse for a town.
by xxwhoadudethatsraddx April 11, 2009
Usually has the distinct smell of pot smoke, weed is plentiful and cheep, a gathering place of whores, a holding space for people lacking points in the IQ department, people either dressing as an Emo Child or an American Eagle prep, super center of child obesity which isn't Macdonald's.
by im_from_gardiner November 23, 2007
by Dude_stop October 16, 2018
by Peter Lankton February 22, 2013
by Owl3232 September 27, 2013
Allison Gardiner wrote a poem:
oh my oh my..how she loves Dougherty
She can waddle around, and assert her authority
To all of those tiles yet to be cracked...
Is a solemn warning, to all of the children she has snapped
Broken and shattered, innocent no more
At fault of the scary lady and all the colors of the rainbow she adores
But one day, one brave soul emerged
Casted down by a bean of, light sent from the heavens
The children cheered as if the slots had all sevens
A tall figure entered the room, with a small box in hand
Ms Gardiner screamed and threw a fit, but he ignored her every command
The class was astonished, shocked if need be, what could cause such pandemonium and distress
She walked over and swiped the box and held it to the class, she yelled and screamed until there was nothing left to say
When the smoke had settled there was nothing left, but an old box of Chick Fil A
oh my oh my..how she loves Dougherty
She can waddle around, and assert her authority
To all of those tiles yet to be cracked...
Is a solemn warning, to all of the children she has snapped
Broken and shattered, innocent no more
At fault of the scary lady and all the colors of the rainbow she adores
But one day, one brave soul emerged
Casted down by a bean of, light sent from the heavens
The children cheered as if the slots had all sevens
A tall figure entered the room, with a small box in hand
Ms Gardiner screamed and threw a fit, but he ignored her every command
The class was astonished, shocked if need be, what could cause such pandemonium and distress
She walked over and swiped the box and held it to the class, she yelled and screamed until there was nothing left to say
When the smoke had settled there was nothing left, but an old box of Chick Fil A
by 2023:) May 12, 2021
Person 1: Shut the fuck up I might as well call you Charlie Gardiner
Person 2: Take that back, that shit hurted.
Person 2: Take that back, that shit hurted.
by Thicc Dad 69 April 23, 2019