A hotel chain, one of which is in South Carolina. It is rather tacky and is like a mini-Las Vegas, except Mexican themed. It's mascott, Pedro, is featured everywhere, including the many reminder signs you see before you reach the hotel. Some of the local teenagers enjoy driving out to these signs and using them for target practice. If you pass by any of these signs on the road, be sure to look for bullett holes in Pedro and/or the revolving sheep!
We should check-in at South of the Border so we can rest up for the rest of the drive to Florida.
Why does South of the Border have a rotating sombrero ride?
VERB - A form of sex where the penetrating partner withdraws his/her penetrating device/organ/fingers, coats them in hot sauce (preferably a Mexican-made brand such as Tapatio), then reinserts. The penetrated partner then lets out a cry, along the lines of "Yaarrrrrrraaahaaa!"
A: "I just South of the Bordered this hot chick from Accounting, and she screamed like a marichi. Then she ran off like Speedy Gonzalez."
B: "That's a terriblestereotype."
An uphill gardener, a shirt lifter, poo poker, matress grabber, marmite munching chocolate tobogannist todger trampolinist, who's light on his feet.
Dave may be in the rugger club but I still reckon he's a south of the border trouser marauder by the way he shouts 'chase me chase me' when he's got the ball
Brought to public attention by Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein in the book on the fall of Richard Nixon, All The President’s Men, ratfucker was Nixon’s term for a political operative who sows chaos among opponents; an agent provocateur. It is thought to have originated among campus political rivalries at USC, and seems to have some usage in the US military.
Along with Nixon’s other ratfuckers, Roger Stone caused fights at otherwise peaceful Democratic Party protests to generate a false narrative that the Democrats were violent and dangerous.
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.