Say a sentence like, “Ayy brosef, I’m tryna blow, yadada? Dip over, I got the fire. It’ll be crackin’.” and the meaning will be crystal clear. A swarm of sober students will gather faster than you can say, “Whoa, there’s only enough for two.” Say this in front of the average ignorant, middle-aged parent and you’re home free, unless they’ve been reading up on Urban Dictionary. Over the years, slang has evolved and matured, growing and stretching like a separate entity; lately though, it’s been buckling back into itself, resurrecting old, used, chewed-up words. Most of the slang we use today originated back in the time of the dinosaurs — the ’60s, ’70s, and ’80s. So buckle your seatbelts, and get ready for a trip back to the good ol’ days to find out which words are new and squeaky clean and which are mischievous impostors.
Blitzed:
“Dude, I was so blitzed last Friday, I woke up with a blank space for a memory, in a Safeway bathroom, with puke in my hair. That was one crazy party.”
Status: Blast from the past.
Meaning “intoxicated,” it originated long, long ago in the time of the ‘60s. Just imagine those hippies using the same words we do. Unthinkable.
Blaow:
“I felt so friggin’ blaow yesterday I didn’t even need those brownies.”
Status: 100 percent current.
Originating from a sound that just describes everything good in life, blaow began just a few years ago with the class of ’09. This is best used to describe an exceptionally awesome state of mind … if anyone will understand what you’re saying, that is. Better stick to the Garfield crowd with this one.
Filthy:
“Damn, your shoes are filthy! Where can I snatch up a pair?”
Status: Brand spankin’ new.
Filthy means “cool” or “tight” and contrary to the literal meaning, it’s a compliment. Just be careful letting loose with this one too far from Seattle; they’ll take it as an insult. True story — my friend called her Californian cousin’s photography “filthy” and outrage ensued.
Greaze:
“And then he took our $500 and got the bejesus outta there. We got greazed!”
Status: Fresh as a bushel of apples.
Meaning to get scammed or sleazed, greaze may have come from the ’60s term “greaser,” referring to a hoodlum that worked in gangs and kept his hair extra-smooth (aka greasy). Unfortunately, we’ll never know for sure. This is best used in a drawn-out exclamation — “Greeeeeeeeeazed!”
Izz:
“Cizzan you dizzo the thizzle dizzance?”
Status: Totally recycled
“Izz” izz an embellishment to slip into any word possible. It can be used for emphasis or just as a pretty decoration. It was originally used to edit words on the radio, filling the airwaves with “shizzit” and “bizzitch” instead of their much-less appropriate counterparts. Now it’s slightly more of a joke, though it does slip in to conversation every so often. Be very careful of overuse — or no one will want to make friendly banter.
Sloo:
“She hooked up with all five of us in one night; what a sloo.”
Status: New as a freshman.
Meaning a promiscuous girl, this word can be used as a slightly classier replacement of “slut.” Plus, such good rhyming potential! You, sloo, blew … the possibilities are endless.
Trippin’:
“Dang, he be trippin’. All I did was dent the side … well and maybe the windshield’s cracked. Whatever, let’s bounce.”
Status: Reduced, reused, and recycled.
Contrary to its constant use in the halls of Garfield, trippin’ originated in the ’80s and has made a wonderful comeback. Though its main meaning is to make an elephant out of a mouse (to overreact), its secondary meaning is to be high on hallucinogenics. Just make sure not to get the two confused, or it could lead to some nasty misunderstandings.
Though the evolution of society calls for us to keep twisting and flipping language to make up our own new words, certain terms will always resurface. A new dog most certainly can learn, and constantly use, old tricks, though modern slang can be a bit hard for the old dogs to grasp.
But how will slang evolve next? Maybe in the 24th century words will be lengthened to such proportions it’ll take a month to get out a sentence. All we can do is leave our mark on the world and mash, garble, and combine words to make a whole new language, opening up numerous new job opportunities as a translator. New way to earn gas money, anyone?
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