a very well thought out and complex movie. The entire plot is a twist and at the end of the movie all of its confusing details are revealed. Movie in a nut shell- a man bets on a rigged horse loses, and is killed along with his wife and kid. However the kid was not really killed and some years later eventually reaches the men responsible for his parents death and kills them all. Although it sounds straightforward enough, the kid is not revealed to have survived until the end and watching the movie will clear up any misconceptions
Sleven or S'leven is a slang abbreviation for the combined words of "7 Eleven", referencing the popular convenience store found nationwide. The two syllables of Sleven saves time over the five syllables it would take to identify the proper name.
Hey, I'm going to Sleven. You wanna a Big Gulp or somethin'? Be back in five.
The flow of saliva from ones mouth down the chin. Can be seen at its best when a slack jawed yokel stands gawping at something the desire...and a dribble of saliva runs from the mouth and falls off the chin..
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.