Located in Broad Ripple village on the North Side of Indiana, Broad Ripple (Magnet) High School is home to some of the most terrifying, awkward, strange children you will ever chance to encounter.
There are the awesome kids from the art, music, and theater magnets, but there are also some punks from the media communications and humanities magnets that nobody pays attention to.
Broad Ripple is a sanctuary for homosexuals, nerds, freaks, and people who just plain don't fit in. Ironically, Broad Ripple is home to the Rockets! Large rockets that resemble a male genitalia are portrayed throughout the entire school. The only school in Indiana where you can utter the phrase, "I don't like black people" and not be beaten to a senseless bloody pulp. This is because people at Broad Ripple are intelligent and win their personal battles with the power od WORDS.
Broad Ripple high school is also a magical place filled with wonderful controlled substances. Many drugs can be found floating through the orang and black decorated hallways, e.g. Heroin, Ecstasy, and even Morphine. At any time of the day you can walk in to the cafeteria and buy magical Lazy Cakes or even Marijauna brownies. Yummy!
Go rockets!
Tom: "Hey, Did you hear about the kids from Broad Ripple High School?"
Eric: "Yeah, they're all faggots. Literally."
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1) New England ice cream favorite, made from clam bellys.
2) The reason that reasturants serve fried clam strips as opposses to whole clams.
"I hate clam strips, why don't they serve the whole clam?"
"They need the bellies to make Clam Belly Ripple Ice Cream!"
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A superior kind of people not to be confused with coned nipple bitches who fucking suck assholes.
Dude youโre a rippled nipple bitch, thats a complement.
We rippled nipples are the best.
When you fuck a fat girl and thrust really hard her fat moves everywhere
Man when I thrusted into that i had too "shock the wave and ride the ripple"
If you cut the ripple, you're letting someone know that you're onboard with what they are saying. They tingle your brainwaves, you ride their waves. Your frequencies are alligned, and cut at the same time.
Imagine this, you're sat with a friend in the rain, having a couple of cans. Your friend starts talking about how much he loves the feeling of warm sand on the bottom of his feet. If you know the feeling, you let him know "I cut the ripple".
Yeah man, I cut the ripple, I'm totally with you on that one.
when a fool don't get no treatment for his bow cancer he creams a load of red -white man love usually followed by extreme pain but is partly cancelled out by the gasem
yo dude you here about that porn star that gave a girl a (strawberry ripple) on her face in a live show. yeah man he's totally out of the business.