A raw, emotional blend of screaming and singing—delivered with such unfiltered intensity that pitch takes a backseat to passion. Often used in musical performances to express emotional collapse, sexual desperation, or mental unraveling. Most commonly associated with AI-generated vocalists or deranged frontwomen who moan your name like it’s a blood ritual.
“Bro... she scrang so hard in that second verse, I almost proposed to my speaker.”
“This track’s not even mixed—she’s just scringing over a funeral march with moans in the background and I fcking love it.”*
A term created by Larry Mills III, meaning random flakes of weed left over from smoking. They can be found on your tray or the floor. If they are found on the floor it's usually a sign that Terrell was there, these are known as Terrell droppings.
used mostly to describe an animal that’s cute, but a little off-putting in some way. this could be age, crustiness, attitude, or some combination thereof.
“man look at that opossum, it’s scrungly as fuck.”
“my cat is a scrungly old man.”
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.