When a guy 'hooks up' (varying from making out to having sex, and anything in between) with three best friends of one High School. (Insert High School name before Triple Crown. i.e The Loyola Triple Crown)
Hey Dude! Did you hear?!
No. What?
Diego landed The Triple Crown.
No way! What School?!
Yeah he fucked Erica, made out with Julie, and finger-banged Amanda, and Oak Hall!
But they're all best friends, dumb bitches.
The highest achievement in motorsports, winning the Monaco GP, Indianapolis 500, and The 24 Hours of Le Mans in one career.
Graham Hill is the only driver to have won The Triple Crown.
The feeling of having to poop so bad that it feels like it’s poking out of one’s butt.
I’m not going to make it, I’m coffee crowning!
A amazing editors who is very nice to others!
I love the user Crown...tunes on Tik Tok! They are so kind and made me an edit.
When u have done to many amphetamines and you feel like Superman because you can have sex for 4 hours at a time with only 30 minute breaks
Damn bro wednesday me and little bit left for crown town until mid afternoon Friday. It was freaking amazing
A sorry bunch of fakers. They claim to be gangstas, but nobody believes them. Their beats and rhymes are horrible. It has been established that their personal wealth only amounts to $360, which they display in an open briefcase. They suck big time.
They also claim they are going to kill 50 Cent.
Cash Crown Cartel? Who are they?
Phrase used before and after a slightly threatening phrase. It is used to alert the listener that the speaker is an abusive, chain-smoking, American woman who feels like they can buy a younger husband and keep him isolated and locked away doing housework. You can also identify these woman by sight: they often put their dentures in the dishwasher until the gums are bleached white and look like lumps of white plastic, they use heavy insta filters to try change their appearance in a weak attempt to hide their internal ugliness, and their appearance reminds some people of sentient ball sacks.
Crown of thought. Me ‘n Mykol jus’ need yer eggs darlin. I kin tote ‘em. Crown of thought.