This is a meal that Big Smoke ordered in Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas. It is a fillet burger served in Cluckin' Bell restaurant.
Big Smoke: "I'll have 2 number 9s, anumber 9 large, number 6 with extra dip, anumber 7, 2 number 45s, one with cheese, and a large soda."
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A nice, caring, sweet en beautiful person was born on this day. If today is February 9th, please go wish that person a happy b-day because they deserve it!
just go wish him or her a happy b-day on February 9
Dis-Honest 9
basically when you book a 9 hour day at work to your time card, however the amount of hours you actually put in is no where close to 9 hours. for example you get in at 7.30am you have a 1 hour long lunch break from 12pm-1pm and you leave at 4pm. Thus working only 7.5 hours and getting paid for 9. Do this at your own risk - best time to do it is when managers/bosses have left and all snitches are not looking.
Careful though. DH-9's can be addictive and once you get away with 2 or 3 of them, you are more likely to take bigger risks and wanting to do them every day. you have to excercise self control only when doing them if 100% certain one will not get caught or ratted out.
G-bomb, Dominator has left the building! Chunks has also pissed off! Ass doc and boobren arent looking!! Quick lets fuckovski and put down another DH-9.
"September 9, 2001. Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley. An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet. She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance. They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up. I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven. I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand. Two days from now, at 9 AM, the planes will hit the World Trade Center killing over 3, 000 people. I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless. But today, there is a God. And he has a plan for him. He doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years. And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don't know. On and on we run away from the things we are afraid. On and on we run away from the things we are afraid. On and on we run away from the things we are afraid."
this is the lyrics to the well known song in the emo community called 'sleep patterns' from the album 'for cameron' by Merchant Ships.
Cameron: what the hell happened on the september 9, 2001?
every emo kid: September 9, 2001. Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley....
1) the beginning of the 3 weeks that my home was covered in smoke and the smell of asbestos and dust.
2) The day my cousin died.
3) The day a good friend almost died but was carried down 35 flights of steps by a total stranger
4) A lesson in sensitivity and awareness to a number of people
9/11 was a big deal and has a lot of political and cultural significance that needs to be addressed thoughtfully adn carefully.
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In street lingo, or perhaps in slang version, 9-5 is an adjective that references having/living an average life workin' a typical hard-labor, low-wager job. Obviously this is conclusive of the general 9-5 definition of having a job that's essentially that 8-hour, 5 times a week shift. But back on street talk, it's being stuck with a dead end job that brings in enough money afford the minimal bills putting whatever food onthe table that comes by.
"C'mon Chris this new job at a super Wal-Mart will be like free money."
"Hell no, first cashier at Wal-Mart, next supervisor on a longer term basis; I'll be damned if end up livin' a 9-5 worth nothin life. I'm gunna make it even if I gotta travel that high road on my own."
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