A cross between an editorial and a blog piece of content found on the web. In the past an epic battle has ensued against editors who are buzzword compliant and love the word blog and those old school Editors who are afraid of change and think blogs minimize their importance.
For some reason just adding the "torial" portion calmed down the old school editors and the bloggers were even more enthusiastic since they now has an even newer buzzword to impress their friends with.
I could not believe how an editor of Wired magazine's blogatorial commented on how cool the new blogatorial buzzword is now becoming.
A person (usually a boy in middle and high school, though they can be adults) from the south that thinks that they are a redneck but in reality, they come from a very well off, suburban family. They can be seen wearing the brands Southern Marsh, Patagonia, and Columbia. They are also seen wearing confederate flags, along with a hat or visor hooked to their belt. They often spout "yee-yee bo-gator", hence their name.
Bo-Gator: Yee-Yee Bo-Gator!!
Rational Person 1: ignore him, he's just a bo-gator
RP 2: yeah...good idea
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.