A portmanteu of the words 'shitty' and 'attitude'. It can be summarized as an individual who is overly cynical, uncouth, irritable and flat out rude. Usually people with shattitudes are extremely unhappy and wretched and seek to bring others down into their endless abyss of misery and self-loathing with them.
Jessica is hopelessly insecure and makes up for this by berating others as much as possible. She has a terrible shattitude.
When someone you know has a shitty attitude. They may be normal people until the smallest thing sets them off. Then they get a shitty attitude, or a shattitude.
The degree at which a person (usually female) is slutty. Those who have an excess amount of sluttitude are more prone to engage in slut-oriented acts. Such as cheating on significant others, dating best friends, and getting the most drunk at that last party and grinding on everyone... you know the one.
Man, last weekend Sarah reached a whole new level of sluttitude when she macked on that dude with no legs.. I mean, everybody needs loving.. but Christ
Those bisexuals have a sluttitude factor beyond comprehension
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.