barrington prairie campus is the worst. you have the group of brandy melville whores who sip iced caramel macchiatos at exactly 8:52 am. then you have the group of social rejects who slit their wrists for attention. then you have the republican trump supporting boys who literally smell like booty. bitches there don’t even know who to start or finish a relationship. i will not forget about jiggly gillette and his beanstalk looking ass. let’s also not forget that one bitch julia holland. if you wanna throw a drink at your ex please exit without crying julia. welcome to satan’s palace.
A school where everyone wants to be cool. And everyone thinks they are cool. If you don't have everything on one of those rich basic white girl starter packs, then you are a nobody. Everyone is fake to each other and there is always so much drama. It's very cliquey. Also all the boys there are dicks
I was shadowing someone at Barrington prairie campus and all I could here the kids saying was daddy stec
A middle school full of white rich kids that blast overplayed music on jbl speakers with vineyard vine long sleeves shirts on. Also the 8th graders are known for having carts and ripping in class.
Barrington Prairie Campus is ruined by Mrs McCullough and Mrs Schmitt because of their feminist ways.
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 12 lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.