when something, particularly an article of clothing, is dirty, raggedy, wrinkly, or otherwise notably unpleasant to the eye; something unfashionable or tasteless
A word that sounds very similar to scrunkly and scrungly, it has more of an opposite definition. Grunkly is short for something being “Gruesomely ugly”.
Person 1: “Did you see that guy over there? Hes so grunkly!”
Person 2: “Really? He’s kind of scrunkly.”
Noun. The male head of a hillbilly clan. Since the family tree usually resembles a tumbleweed, he's 'grandpaw' to some of the young'uns, 'uncle' to others, and 'daddy' to others.
The rarest of the inbred race. Grunklepas are a special combination of grandfather/uncle/brother/father lookalikes in a singlefamily. It is often hard to distinguish between the members of a grunklepa family because of the many years of breeding within the same bloodlines. Grunklepas can mostly be found wandering aimlessley through the aisles of wal-mart, or at your local wireless phone store complaining about their incredibly damaged phone not receiving calls correctly.
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.