A place toothless women went…if there husbands allowed.
Hey Joe let’s go cruising the plaza and get some gummies.
any place you go to when you are stoned and dont have anything to do
yo man lets go to yaptabert plaza
Sometimes called a blanket salesman, appearing on beaches and trying to sell gadgetry either from a blanket wrap or from bags carried under the armpit
Jake, look at the armpit plaza dude coming to us. He’s got fake RayBens.
Where good dreams go to die, are brought back to life, shot, re-animated, sent to a four year college, shot again, sent back to the Woodlane Plaza, then the dream's entrails are dragged across the constantly in ill-repair parking lot, then just when you think hope has come along and something good is going to happen ... you realize you're never getting out of the ghetto ... I mean Woodlane Plaza alive.
I was going to be a successful doctor ... then I got a part time job working in The Woodlane Plaza.
one of the most trashy schools you could ever go to, full of terrible teachers who can’t do their jobs and more than 99% of the population consisting of Asians.
hey what’s the closest thing you get to a human landfill?
plaza vista.
Plaza is culture it’s street wear. We are all Plaza.
For example: Hey where you get that hat it’s Plaza!
Meaning thats a dope hat it’s fire it’s hard!