A fork of Rural Dictionary
WV- walking vagina. a way of saying someone is a total slut and will sleep with just about anybody, and this is the best way to say it to someones face and they wont know wtf youre talking about. :)
"My god, Jen you are such a WV." "uhm, wtf? okay?"
A city that was once a decent place to live....about 30 years ago. Huntington is quickly turning into a ghetto; crime (mainly drugs) has taken over this town- definitely not worth visiting anymore.
Huntington: the Detroit of WV!
1. A small city in north central West Virginia where the social life of most young adults revolve around an infinite list of local bands. 2. County seat of Harrison County.
Man, I went to another crappy show with a metalcore band from Clarksburg, WV.
A beautiful city located in the Northern Panhandle of West Virginia. Also known as the Greatest Place in the World.
Ella Mae: I hate big cities full of fake snobs. Yolanda: Then let's go to Wheeling, WV. Ella Mae: Great idea, Yo Yo!
A town located in the eastern panhandle of west Virginia. Home to the West Virginia blind and deaf school. U.S. Route 50 runs directly through the center of town. It is home to hampshire high school aswell
Town along route 64 in West Virgina. High school Sports Alumni are the Hurricane Redskins. West Virginia Route 34 Length: 51.0 mi1 (82.1 km) South end WV-3.svg WV 3 near Hamlin Major junctions: US 60 near Hurricane I-64 near Hurricane US 35 from Scott Depot to Winfield WV 817 near Winfield North end: I-77 in Kenna Counties: Lincoln, Putnam, Jackson
Hurricane, WV has a mural on the outside of their local fire station that was worth looking up. The painting's of downtown out side the soda shop from a down the sidewalk look at the town.
A four-street shithole in the northern panhandle of West Virginia. Founded in 1905 when a man named Newell gave up his last hope of finding anywhere decent to live and settled down with a one-eyed, toothless, backwoods woman and produced Newell’s first official retard. Newell’s two claims to fame are its large population of mullet-wearin', wall-eyed, gun-totin’, tobacky-chewin’ illiterates; and the presence of Mountaineer, a gaming resort filled with coffin dodgers and welfare cases spending their gubment checks and shitting themselves because they don’t want to leave the nickel slot machines. Outsiders often hear the sound of “Dueling Banjoes” in their heads when driving through it.
Outsider: What the fuck is that? Banjo music? Newellite 1: What's he sayin’, Cletus? Newellite 2: Cecil, you know I don't know forrin’. (Newell, WV)