saying bad things or talking negatively about a person at any time, face to face or behind someones back
Kenzie: Nik your a bitch Nik: Kenzie quit talkin shit.
Kenzi: I'm not talkin shit.
Nik: yes you are, your talkin shit.
Kenzi: I'm not talkin shit.
Nik: yes you are, your talkin shit.
Kenzi: I'm not talkin shit.
Nik: yes you are, your talkin shit.
Kenzi: I'm not talkin shit.
Nik: yes you are, your talkin shit.
when something is said about a person, that they dont like because it may or may not be true and it hurts there little punk ass Napoleon Bonaparte feelings. Causing them to act like an insecure little girl and throw a temper tantrum.
you'll know the definition if we stare (point on occasion), lock eyes with confused/concerned faces &/or exchange foul words with our posse
pussy: *cries*
friend of pussy: why you cryin' grrl
pussy: guh, arch swift and c. richy made fun of my spaghetti strap top over my t-shirt. they said it 'looked like an apron' and told me 'to get back to the kitchen, wench.'
friend of pussy: don't worry grrl, they just a coupla bitches talkin' shit.
pussy: *gun shot*
arch swift&c.richy: LOL
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.