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by rrhels January 15, 2015
Get the Reigna mug.A Reigna is always pretty fucked up. Usually spanish or at least likes to sound exotic. Constantly called Valorant Woman by the people they surround themselves with (usually people who play too much videogames). Their top-tier humour consists mostly of sarcasm. Most people like them and the ones that don't just don't know them well. All in all very sweet person and a gay ass mf (in a positive way obv)
by Reigna&Co March 24, 2022
Get the Reigna mug.Alexander Galt also known as Galt is one of the very few English public high schools in the Eastern Townships. The school has an average of about 1000 students attend every year. The building was built by a prison architect which explains the lack of windows, the never ending cement walls, the large gated and fenced property.
The school has several different groups such as the hockey boys, the smokers, the f*boys, f*ckgirls, the druggies, the Chinese, the rednecks, etc. The rednecks are the largest in numbers, they are easily spotted trying to blend in lockers to avoid supervisors in their camo hats, pants and sweaters. They can easily be followed by the trail cow sh*t they leave behind from their work boots. They tend to stay in groups roaming the halls or checking girls out in the cafeteria halls.
The school has little to no money. All the money is invested into sports teams that usually don't even make the playoffs. Budget cuts occur often for example the 2016-2017 agenda's or clocks.
Every year the school puts on an atrocious talent show that is almost entirely made up of the dance class students that are blackmailed into doing it in order to get passing grade. The dances are the cringiest thing your eyes will ever see. The show also consist of at least 3 bad singers and an 8 minute long drum solo.
The school has several different groups such as the hockey boys, the smokers, the f*boys, f*ckgirls, the druggies, the Chinese, the rednecks, etc. The rednecks are the largest in numbers, they are easily spotted trying to blend in lockers to avoid supervisors in their camo hats, pants and sweaters. They can easily be followed by the trail cow sh*t they leave behind from their work boots. They tend to stay in groups roaming the halls or checking girls out in the cafeteria halls.
The school has little to no money. All the money is invested into sports teams that usually don't even make the playoffs. Budget cuts occur often for example the 2016-2017 agenda's or clocks.
Every year the school puts on an atrocious talent show that is almost entirely made up of the dance class students that are blackmailed into doing it in order to get passing grade. The dances are the cringiest thing your eyes will ever see. The show also consist of at least 3 bad singers and an 8 minute long drum solo.
by stealing.sleep November 28, 2016
Get the Alexander Galt Reginal High School mug.An introvert at times, but hates to be alone. She can be really annoying, but she will be there for you. She is really bubbly, sweet, and funny as well. A Reina is a queen. Not a princess. A damn queen! And this girl is a loyal ass keeper. Even though she can have a crap attitude, you can't let her go, because she has such a big heart.
by anonymousanddumb May 17, 2018
Get the Reina mug.by Asian No: 69 December 31, 2014
Get the regnant mug.n. What Third-Eye gumshoes end up reading on drizzly Tuesday afternoons after listening to the monotonous staccato of rain on their desktops...
Out of the fog.
Into the smog (cough cough).
Relentlessly.
Ruthlessly! (I wonder where Ruth is?).
DOGGEDLY! (ruff! ruff!)
Toward his weekly meeting with THE UNKNOWN.
At 4th and Drucker he turns left.
At Drucker and 4th he turns right.
He crosses MacArthur Park and walks into a great sandstone building. (Oh, my nose!)
Groping for the door, he steps inside, climbs the 13 steps to his office.
He walks in.
He's ready for mystery.
He's ready for EXITEMENT!
HE'S READY FOR ANYTHING, HE'S...
(rrrring) (click) Nick Danger, Third Eye.
(Uhh, I wanna order a pizza to go with no anchovies)
No andchovies? You've got the wrong man! I spell my name "DANGER!"
(click) (what?)
Let's get down to business. Uncross those beautiful stems of yours, baby! Here's the case I call number 666...
It all began innocently enough on Tuesday. I was sitting in my office on that drizzly afternoon listening to the monotonous staccato of rain on my desktop, and reading my name on the glass of my office door--"regnaD kciN."
My secretary lay snoring on the floor. Her long, beautiful gams pinioned under the couch.
I didn't hear him enter, but my nostrils flared at the smell of his perfume: "Pyramid Pachuli." There was only one joker in L.A. sensitive enough to wear that scent, and I had to find out WHO HE WAS...
Into the smog (cough cough).
Relentlessly.
Ruthlessly! (I wonder where Ruth is?).
DOGGEDLY! (ruff! ruff!)
Toward his weekly meeting with THE UNKNOWN.
At 4th and Drucker he turns left.
At Drucker and 4th he turns right.
He crosses MacArthur Park and walks into a great sandstone building. (Oh, my nose!)
Groping for the door, he steps inside, climbs the 13 steps to his office.
He walks in.
He's ready for mystery.
He's ready for EXITEMENT!
HE'S READY FOR ANYTHING, HE'S...
(rrrring) (click) Nick Danger, Third Eye.
(Uhh, I wanna order a pizza to go with no anchovies)
No andchovies? You've got the wrong man! I spell my name "DANGER!"
(click) (what?)
Let's get down to business. Uncross those beautiful stems of yours, baby! Here's the case I call number 666...
It all began innocently enough on Tuesday. I was sitting in my office on that drizzly afternoon listening to the monotonous staccato of rain on my desktop, and reading my name on the glass of my office door--"regnaD kciN."
My secretary lay snoring on the floor. Her long, beautiful gams pinioned under the couch.
I didn't hear him enter, but my nostrils flared at the smell of his perfume: "Pyramid Pachuli." There was only one joker in L.A. sensitive enough to wear that scent, and I had to find out WHO HE WAS...
by Dan Weyandt August 21, 2008
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