a ginja ninja with sweet red hair who is totally epic and can jump higher than a sky scraper (cuz skyscrapers cant jump) but thats besides the point over all its just pretty much.......EPIC
wow.. sweetie! you are my ginja ninja and im your bomb blode ;) how epic we can both jump but you can do it better cuz of yur red hair
The girl that doesn’t want to admit she’s ginger and tries her hardest to clear it up. She has excuses like my hair’s not even that red. And i’m strawberry blond. But she sneaky like a ninja.
Generally a ginger haired, female or male, who actually thinks he or she is a REAL ninja. Or has ninja skills.
However can be an insult to many gingers who agree with the fact "ninja's are cool"
It Means : Stupid Ginger, you could never be a ninja!
Ginger "I think Ninja's are cool, wouldn't mind being one myself actually"
Person 1 "Ha! You Ginga Ninja! Ha Ha Ha!"
Ginger "I am a Ninja! I have ninja skills, ninja powers and a real ninja sword! And a few deathstars, but they are in the post"
Person 2 "Ha Ha! You Think Your a Ninja! You Ginga Ninja!"
A very unique form of ninja. Although never seen, it is believed to be that Ginganinjas are like regular ninjas except for one very distinct feature; they have red hair.
I saw a ninja lose his head covering revealing that he was truly a Ginganinja.
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.