A ghetto ass town in the middle of nowhere where every white person in the town is a hick and the closest store is 10 miles away. There's only 3 things to do in Oakville ; Smoke pot, Hang with your ghetto ass friends, or be a fatass and play video games all day. And also the place where everyone hates on Rochester (the next closest town).
God, why do I have to live in ghetto old Oakville?
My dealer lives in Oakville.
Oakville is so run down and ghetto.
Oakville Washington? Where the fuck is that?
My dealer lives in Oakville.
Oakville is so run down and ghetto.
Oakville Washington? Where the fuck is that?
by LilGhandi February 27, 2011
by DanTomisms April 24, 2009
A waste of space. One of the most horrible places to live. A place where there are several sex offenders and drug addicts, but living in Vancouver is obviously a punishment in and of itself. Nosy Neighbors, a bunch of worthless pieces of white trash, crackers, meth addicts, alcoholics. This place can drive a normal person nuts and into suicide into a blink of an eye. Tacoma, Washington joins this list. Just rain, growing apples, and fishing are forms of entertainment.
Shit schools Hough elementary, white trash areas to point out, Fruit Valley, Orchards, Camas, Hazel Dell. You could piss and shit on Vancouver and you would not notice it. One of the highest unemployment rates across the country, no job potential. An economy that will never recover in Vancouver, its like a slowing tooth decay.
Shit schools Hough elementary, white trash areas to point out, Fruit Valley, Orchards, Camas, Hazel Dell. You could piss and shit on Vancouver and you would not notice it. One of the highest unemployment rates across the country, no job potential. An economy that will never recover in Vancouver, its like a slowing tooth decay.
Where can I find a place to be bored that would put me in a state of being suicidal?
Example Oh thats easy go to Vancouver Washington.
Example Oh thats easy go to Vancouver Washington.
by David Faustino April 1, 2012
One-dollar bills.
Man, I'm just playing poker tonight but with all these pocket Washingtons it looks like I'm going to a strip joint.
by nznator August 30, 2009
Dude1: Do you think we could actually frolic in the meadow over yonder, or maybe go find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow or something dank like that?
Dude2: Are you serious dude? That stuff only happens at Camp Washington!
Dude2: Are you serious dude? That stuff only happens at Camp Washington!
by the*moose*who*frolics*at*night December 13, 2009
An alcohoic beverage made with equal parts Whiskey, Sour Apple Puckers, and Cranberry juice. Can be made as a martini, shot, or mixed drink. Taste strongly resembles apple juice.
by A. Sugimoto August 23, 2006
First President of the United States of America. Led the Continental Army to victory over the British and all those damn mercenaries they hired. Also known as the 'Dollar bill guy'.
George Washington never did chop down a cherry tree, and this rumor was believed to be started by some school teacher with the knowledge of Mr. Garrison. He did, however, sleep everywhere, and it is unlikely that he just slept, since the chicks were getting a little bored with 'bundling'.
George Washington never did chop down a cherry tree, and this rumor was believed to be started by some school teacher with the knowledge of Mr. Garrison. He did, however, sleep everywhere, and it is unlikely that he just slept, since the chicks were getting a little bored with 'bundling'.
Boy: Hello?
Geo. Washington: Yeah? Whadda' you want?
Boy: Are you Mr. Washington? George Washington?
Geo. Washington: Is this another one of you damn kids looking for a meal ticket?
Boy: But my mom says....
Geo. Washington: Look kid... I get a lot of this. The phone's ringing day and night, which is creepy since we've got another 100 years before its invention. But never mind that. Who's your mother, anyway?
Boy: Betsy Churchbottomfeeder.
Geo. Washington: Okay! I did spend the night at her house, but slept alone. Tell your mother to call an attorney. She ain't gettin' shit.
Boy: Oh, woe is me! A bastard once again! Boo-hoo, boo-hoo.
Geo. Washington: Lemme give you Jefferson's number. He falls for this shit all the time.
Boy: Thanks, bro!
Geo. Washington: Yeah? Whadda' you want?
Boy: Are you Mr. Washington? George Washington?
Geo. Washington: Is this another one of you damn kids looking for a meal ticket?
Boy: But my mom says....
Geo. Washington: Look kid... I get a lot of this. The phone's ringing day and night, which is creepy since we've got another 100 years before its invention. But never mind that. Who's your mother, anyway?
Boy: Betsy Churchbottomfeeder.
Geo. Washington: Okay! I did spend the night at her house, but slept alone. Tell your mother to call an attorney. She ain't gettin' shit.
Boy: Oh, woe is me! A bastard once again! Boo-hoo, boo-hoo.
Geo. Washington: Lemme give you Jefferson's number. He falls for this shit all the time.
Boy: Thanks, bro!
by Glastonbury Dex August 6, 2007