An ingenious device used to merge the worlds of snacking and timekeeping. Most simply, the Grotch is a watch or other wrist-mounted timepiece with grapes sandwiched in between the strap and the wearer's wrist. This allows the lucky individual sporting this fashionable accessory to easily access a refreshing snacc all whilst keeping immaculate time.
Nathan wore his Grotch proudly, even though his friends liked to make fun of him for it.
The Grotch is a luxury accessory for busy grape-lovers on the go.
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Signs That Things Aren't Going So Well: Your mother wishes you were more like your brother. Your brother is dead.
When the girl's on top (reverse cowgirl) and you form your hand in the shape of a weasel's head and burrow it into her asshole saying, "Pop goes the Weasel!"
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.