A book & also a film about Richard Proenneke, who lived alone for many winters in a remote Alaskan area accessible only by plane. He built a cabin, made his own tools, had a garden, kept journals about it all. Fantastic real story!
I saw One Man's Wilderness on PBS & got the book from my Mom. Excellent & enthralling!
A female who had sexual relations with 99.99% of your male friends, and attempts to get with the .001% of your male friends at your party. Most likely has an std and will pass it on to unsuspecting friends. Is like a bear, and will eat as much meat as possible to survive.
You're about to hook up with that michelle girl. You're gonna Bear in the Wilderness???
Items, props, jewelry and the indicators that helps to identify a white person as a "Wigger." This may include but not limited to certain older automobiles, hydraulics, baggy pants, puffy jackets, Fubu clothing, hood ornaments, gold-capped teeth and sneakers just to name a few.
Check out the wiggeristics on that white dude’s Impala over there! Tricked out ride with a hydraulic kit, neon ground effects, Cadillac hood ornament hanging from the rear view mirror.
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.