a red neck and/or crack snorting alcoholic who spends most of their time in WalMart buying discount paper towels and eating at the ketchup packets at the McDonalds in the store.
they usually drive an astro van packed with six of their illegitamate love children, none of which wear pants or shoes.
that Trogladyte took all the free cheese from the deli, damnit!
The pathetic amount of data allowed to subscribers of satellite internet service. Known for its cavemanlike quality, sophistication and stone age data tranfer rates.
Max: Dude, wanna play modern warfare online?
Mo: Shiz bra i cant. Ive got satellite, all i have is one troglobyte of access left.
Max: Dude, it sucks to be you.
Mo hanging his head in shame: For real.
piss poor and without a hope in the world, these subterranean creatures of the night are usually unsightly and unkempt, always looking for cheap poon, and can't speak in an intelligible manner.