Slang for "Rude and offensive" to be used when someone does/say something mean or rude or when something occurs that one is not a fan of.
A woman tells her younger sister her ensemble is hideous. The little sister replies back saying "R & O"
by dancingdoll797 October 16, 2011
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Sam: send me that
Nick: *sends*
Sam: R/O (right on)
It’s an act of gratification or appreciation
by M2S April 30, 2021
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Also known as Rip Off Bitch - a woman that pretends to be a woman that will provide Escort services, but instead steals the money and runs.
I called the Escort Agency, and asked to see the barely legal 18 year old girl in their Ad. They sent a 35 year old Rip Off Bitch R-O-B instead! She kept charging me more and more money, but didn't even let me touch her. Then when I complained, she ran outside and disappeared!
by Angry Al September 08, 2005
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Recognizable Ownable Bitch
Don't be such an R-O-B.
by Bill January 05, 2005
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ROB
you know r o b .
the guy in band class whos name is chris or mike or something but prefers to be called rob. why?? no one will ever know. but theory has it ..he is extremely gay. :)
My name is peter but my friends call me rob. You know... R O B rob.
by katherinee deee September 06, 2008
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Great underrated rapper inspired by MF DOOM, and collaborates with other underrated rappers like gift of gab, and R.A.
big black guy with afro and glasses
Humphrey: Do you know A-F-R-O?
Jemsterjkan: no
Humphrey: cardi b sucks
Jemsterjkan: yes
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A really outlandish love,
Stricken to strive sourchful style in life.
Separation is a serpents pleasure with I.

Reminding me of field where I dreamed you and I, we walked on the sky.

Together the water was the source of engery we aurora’d Alive, castles with drawl bridges not far further distanced lied.

The spectrum of color cut sharpess glares through my eyes.

I sit next to you on a crate, as your eyes alline pathways into mine,
Inside you I see me, my true ego and awareness as human at least I can’t decide.

Weather were ever really seperated just congruent to the frequency of each others minds.

I need it I want more it intrigues me everytime.
Every second til the gas light leaves me reminded I’m congitive disaster clementine.

Cemented to my feet I sink deeper in your soul, radiate your chi through chakras all in glance.

This picture perfect spectrum, flashes as you blink the hint.
Back to earth from yonder, your vessel starts to twitch.
Looking in my eyes love I see the discontinent.

Say my name and look around, your soul and heart is his.

Little does playground stomp with you and me.
I’m really quite withdrawing from the emotions I have hid.
I can’t say it unless we’re alone but it can’t be makebelieve.

Can’t you reach out for me and show me I’m not just feeling nothing from your seat.
A R O L
by Titus dyfilid February 17, 2019
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