A mixture between street rat and white trash. As the story goes, apparently Minneapolis rapper Prof and his friends back in high school knew a kid by the name of Gampo who used to steal things and was sketchy as hell. They would take him places and he would need to be told not to steal things, which he always would anyway, no matter where they went. Basically now Prof and his friends have no idea where this "Gampo" character is, and they don't know whether he is dead or alive. So now Prof uses this sketchy guy's name as reference to him and his friends, as well as used in Prof's music.
"You dirty Gampo, get off my street."
"Give that back you fucking Gampo."
"Some Gampos stole the radio right out of my car, I can't believe it."
"I'm a Gampo."
A Grandpa that has the ability to be as serious as a heart attack as well as the opposite of that without grandkids knowing for sure whats up.
Grampo was driving down the curvyroad with the three Grand boys in the back seat.He then shouted the steering is out! Ben and Mac screamed ahhhhh but Mac didn't buy it for a minute.Grampo was being Grampo once again.
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.