Extensive and distended labia minor, frilled and 'bunched up' like the curly leaved "Lollo Rosso" lettuce. Caused by frequent stretching of the labia by natural or unnatural means - childbirth, 2 quart coke bottles, marrows, large cucumbers etc etc - the labia are continually stretched and do not return to their former trim shape, but ruffle up like the edges of a gathered tablecloth or like the aforementioned lettuce.
Any girl over 40 with (large headed) kids has Lollo Rosso
A non-religious ceremony to celebrate a girls coming of age during the January before her 16th birthday. The details of what happen exactly must be kept a dead secret from all male-kind.
Gee: So Cath, what are you wearing for your Yo Lollo Diuh?
(n) A person or group of people laughed at for actions that they take, despite not trying to be funny. They may try to take themselves seriously, but are often “milked” for laughs with or without their knowledge
Teams like the browns, Oilers, redskins and grizzlies are some of the greatest lolcows in over the past decade in the world of sports
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.