A person who somehow manages to bring up the football club “West Ham” whenever it somehow relates to the conversation, or even when it doesn’t.
A: I thought I knew the material but still managed to fail the test, just totally froze.
B: Reminds me of 1993, when West Ham was up 2-0 with 10 minutes left and totally bottled it.
A: There he goes again, what a West Hammer.
connorc_ aka shitlips has a fetish for human faeces
oh aye bro it’s conye/west$ he’s my poo dealer
The that is the definition of a shit hole. It’s the sort of place we’re you look at and think “yes, just like Alcatraz”. The girls love he flash their fannies at anyone they can. They mostly plaster themselves with makeup. All the lads are rock solid so don’t fuck with them. The teachers all have learning difficulties and can’t figure out which female student is the best looking.
Oh wow it’s that shit hole, West Craven
When your on a road trip with the guys and the car breaks down in 100degree heat and you and the guys decide to have group anal sex while you wait for AAA
O man the smell! Smells like a west Texas soup kitchen in here!
A term first introduced in 2015 by artist Black Atlass on his album “Jade”. The definition of this phrase is up to an individuals own interpretation, but could be defined as:
1. A feeling of deep love for someone
2. To refer to someone viewed as a soulmate
3. Someone beautiful and breath-taking
As Black Atlass puts it,
“I live you, I breathe you, I feel you, like paradise. You’re my ocean view; only you got me feeling like paradise. Cause baby you’re my young west coast” (Taken from “Young West Coast” by Black Atlass)
This term is gender neutral as Black Atlass has used it both to refer to himself in regards to someone else, and used it to refer to (presumably) a woman.
From Track 3 of Jade: “Cause baby, you’re my young west coast”
A Black person that kisses Donald Trumps behind
"You voted for Donald Trump? You are such a CoonYay West?"
When you shake a bottle of OxyContin/oxycodone in a strip club or at a party to find some “company”
I went into “the wet beaver” shook my West Virginia mating call just once and them bitches heads started popping up like prairie dogs