Ladera moms are the foulest creatures in the land. They are in a Facebook group called ladera moms where they catch the “naughty” children of Ladera Ranch. An example of being “naughty” is being loud in front of someone’s house. They will take a picture of you and submit it to the group. I have studied these creatures for many days. They usually have blond hair, have a name like “Laura”, wear sunglasses all the time, wear a hat by billabong that says California love that has the California state flag on it, and talk in question form like “I’m going to the mall today?” They are all in some sort of workout class. They are always on their phone and go into some sort of universe while on their phone. If you try to talk to them they won’t hear you and if you even touch them while texts my they won’t even feel it
She may seem like amazing person but she is cold hearted talking bad about her parents cussing out her parents saying the n word 6 times going live naked vaping lying to her fans saying the c slur making rumors on her friends crying for sympathy and grooming conner
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.