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A catholic school in Forest Park that resembles a Southern slave encampment in the 1800s. Kids have gym class once a week, and in a lunch room, although the last principal turned down the offer to construct a new gym sponsored by the candy company across the street. The gym wasn't built because there would be a small sign for Ferrara Pan Co. in it. Tons of advertisements line the church, school, folders with graded papers, even on windows, and what difference did the sign make? The company is across the street anyway.
The faculty teach false information, lack teaching skills, and some try injecting preschoolers' arms with AIDS infected needles, because they could not afford new ones.
The gym teacher abuses students, the lunch lady looks like an Oompa Loompa and a mountain troll had sex and she was the result, and they both have secret meetings behind everyone elses' backs. The school has a very poor curriculum and deep lack of funding, although the hundred thousand dollars they received last year was not enough, and are still in debt.
Children are also forced to do at least ten hours of child labor against their will to leave the school.
"Oh God, I'd rather go to a concentration camp than to St. Bernardine!"
"But dude, you're Jewish!"
"What's your point?"
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A word or phrase unique to the big small town of St. Louis, Missouri. Examples:
Hoosier: white trash
toasted ravioli: small raviolis deep fried till crispy
gooey butter cake: a breakfast cake, about 10 x 10 inches,
filled with a buttery custard and covered in powdered
sugar.
pork steak: a slice of pork butt, about half inch thick,
bone in, slow cooked on a barbeque pit and smothered in
Maull's barbeque sauce
'Where'd ya go to high school?': the first question asked
by one native to another person they are meeting for the
first time who also is a lifelong St. Louisan.
"Hoosier" as a St. Louisism, has nothing to do with Bobby Knight or Indiana.
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St. Michael is one of the principal angels; his name was the war-cry of the good angels in the battle fought in Heaven against Satan and his followers.
In Hebrew his name means: "Who Is Like God"
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While not technically the largest city in Missouri (that honor belongs to Kansas City, due to some creative annexing and stupidity on St. Louis' part), the entire area's a lot bigger and more influential. Home to Budweiser, the St. Louis Cardinals and the Gateway Arch, this city of roughly 2.8 million people also has some good music, good food and weird customs. It's pretty much Boston-on-the-Mississippi: mostly Catholic, very insular, loves baseball a little too much, has an inferiority complex (here it's with Chicago) that we take out through baseball. It's got a lot of bad points, too: we live too much in the past, we've deluded ourselves into thinking we're either still really important or just a "big small town", and we can't support a football team worth a damn. Overall, it's a very Midwestern city: misunderstood and a little weird.
"Where did you go to high school?"--If you can't answer this question with something an average person born in St. Louis can understand, you're fucked. Seriously.
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The figment of the Jesus of Suburbia's imagination, created by his father's Rage and his mother's love. The Patron Saint of the Denial, the Suicide Commando that your mother talked about, The King of Forty Thieves. He is the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe. St. Jimmy encourages Jesus into doing drugs and basically telling everyone to fuck off. During this time Jesus finds the person to counter Jimmy, Whatshername. A Extraordinary Girl that helps Jesus realize what Jimmy is doing to him. In the end he blows his brains out in the bay after the song Letterbomb which is a break up letter from Whatshername
Guy 1: Dude I just want to kill all of these people they keep pissing me off!
Guy 2: Chill out, don't turn into St. Jimmy.
Not to be confused with St. Peter, St. Pete is the Patron Saint of Death Wishes. Invoked in situations where a swift and merciful (or protracted and painful; dealer's choice) death is preferred to dealing with a given situation.
"Bless me, Pete."
"Visit St. Pete's blessings upon me."
"Ah fuck...I have work tomorrow. Find me, Pete."
The best island in the Caribbean. On this island is only buss chest does happen here. St. Croix has the best food, the crucians know how to party and everything. Make sure y'all geh money cause these people on this island ain't cheap... They expensive rass. Also, we have young entrepreneurs on this island.
St. Croix is the island where all the buss chest does happen.