1.

Bail = to leave a place

Hey, I’m tired. I’m gonna bail.
2. Cruise = to come or to leave, to go around aimlesly
Let’s cruise on down to Baskin- Robins. Let’s cruise on down to get some shaved ice.
Hey man, you wanna cruise over to my place after work?
3. Rock = to wear clothes / accessories very well, to be fashionable
You’re rocking that suit!
4. Boss = when you take charge
You’re a boss! (when you go and tell someone to shut up in the library and they do)
5. Heads = the number of people
How many heads do we have in the party?
My car only fits up to 5 heads.
6. Gnarly = awesome
7. Stunna Shades = very big glasses
8. Dank = to say that something is good
9. Clutch = to come unexpectedly, to grab tightly
If you buy some wine but you don’t have a wine opener at your house, but your friend has one in
his backpack, that’s clutch.
10. Mob it = to go somewhere with lots of people fast.
11. Post Up =stand around
12. Swooped = steal or take
13. to bum = to borrow/have, homeless person
Can I bum something off of you?
If you order food that costs $8.25 you can ask your friend to bum a quarter.
14. hella = very, super, a lot
This has hella mistakes in it.
15. sketchy = a little bit suspicious, not quite right
That guy is really sketchy. I don’t know what he is doing here.
16. Savage – impressive, awesome
It’s a savage concert man.
17. Bomb(ie) – said when you really like it, when a girl is attractive you can call her a bombie.
Angelina Joline is so bomb,” or “Angelina Joline is such a bombie.”
18. Butthurt – when someone gets upset over a small thing.
Joe got butthurt when Cami didn’t answer her phone.
19. Calimin’ it – said when someone is bragging
if someone’s talking about how cool they are because they can do a backflip on a snowboard, you
can say while rolling your eyes, “Claimin’ it,”  or “he claims  so hard.
20. Drag – to inhale cigarette smoke (to pull with force)
If someone is smoking cigarette, you can say, Hey man, can I get a drag?
21. heavy – something very sad or depressing (weighs a lot)
Damn, dude. That’s heavy.
22. Post up – to stand around (often leaning against the wall) without doing much.
Just post up here, I’ll be right back.
Hey let’s post up at the bar.
23. Put (someone) on a blast – to make fun of someone in front of other people
If someone is making fun of your new haircut at a party in front of other people, you could say, “Yo
dude, why’re you putting me on blast?”
24. Bust – when something is dangerous, not a good idea, or a waste of time
Attending a party you don’t like is a bust
25. Poppin’ – when a party or similar event is really fun, usually because there’s a lot of cool people.
The party’s poppin’, get over here.
26. Psyched – when you’re excited for something
I’m so psyched for this concert.
27. Trip (out) – to make a big deal out of a small problem
You can tell someone who is over-reacting to “stop tripping out,” or simply, “don’t trip.”
28. Roach Coach – assorted Mexican dishes rolling store
29. Sig Alert – when there’s a heavy traffic, you’ll hear this announcement
- You’d likely just walk for you will not reach your destination any time today
30. A grip – a large amount of something
He made a grip of money. There were a grip of cops in front of his house
31. minutes/ hours – used to measure distance
Does he live far? “Yeah like an hour away.”
Is it nearby? “Yeah, like two minutes.”
32. Dude (SoCal)/ Man (NorCal) – term of endearment you call people

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 11 SIGNS YOU WERE BORN AND RAISED IN CALIFORNIA

1. You’ve never called it “Cali.”

The only people who call it “Cali” aren’t from California. It’s not that anyone has to tell you not to say
it, people just don’t. I think it’s a respect thing. It feels almost like calling your mother by her first
name. I’m cringing just thinking about it.

2. Burritos are a constant topic of conversation while abroad.

My Japanese friend was convinced that “you know Californians miss home when they start talking
about burritos.” True enough, in-depth discussions about missing our burrito joints of choice would
come up even more often than being apart from our families.
Burritos are a unifying part of the Californian experience — black, Asian, gay, poor, rich, or Ke$ha,
you love a dank-ass burrito.

3. Other English speakers don’t understand your English.

Speaking of dank-ass food, we don’t speak the same English other Americans do. Sometimes
phrases like, “How gnar was that shit?” or “James was hella butthurt so he just bailed” do warrant
translation.

4. You’ve asked someone, “Why do you live there?”

A pissed off Rhode Islander came up to me one afternoon. “God you Californians suck so bad!” I
asked her why. “Whenever I say I’m from Rhode Island, they just ask me why. Like, why do I live
somewhere that isn’t California.” I tried to sympathize, but honestly, I have no idea why anyone would
want to live in Rhode Island.

5. Living somewhere rainy makes you seriously depressed.

I was living in Taipei for a while, which despite being a super fun party town, has some of the suckiest
weather outside of London. After months of grey weather I was bummed for no real reason until one
day, in a quiet alleyway, the sun finally muscled its way through the clouds and onto my skin. I was
immediately way happier.
Later, when my friends visited me, they expressed sincere concern about my state of being because I
was no longer tan. We are a solar-powered people.

6. You’re the best fucking driver around.

People complain about Californian drivers like we suck or something. Quite the contrary! We have
more practice than anybody at it, weaving through lanes and circumventing traffic with our eyes
closed. Our skills can shave 20 minutes off a drive in traffic that would reduce lesser drivers into
sobbing lumps of existential despair. And yeah, we know this is bad for the environment. We assuage
our guilt with compost heaps and Priuses. Prii?
7. You act all tough whenever there’s an earthquake.
“Oh you think that was bad? You shoulda been there for Northridge, now that was a gnarly quake,”
you tell those scared non-Californians after a little rumble. True, we have a lot more experience with
earthquakes than most people, but they still scare us. Not that we’re going to admit it, though.

8. Snow kinda freaks you out.

Sure you go snowboarding in the winter, but snow is a pretty foreign concept off the slopes.
Last time I was in Brooklyn it was a particularly chilly December evening. I was walking out of the
subway when the road looked kind of weird. “Dude, snow!” I said to the guy next to me. “Yeah, what
about it?” he said. “Dude!” I said, at a lost for words. He shook his head and walked away.

9. You’ve got a special PCH playlist.

Driving Pacific Coast Highway is a special occasion. It’s usually a day when you’re not in a terrible
rush slogging around on the 5, and you can really roll down the windows and enjoy the smell of the
sea. What’s actually on the list is really personal, but you can never go wrong with the Beach Boys.

10. You have an incorrigible avocado habit.

In other parts of the country, avocados are an expensive luxury. I’ve seen New Yorkers cradling a
sorry-looking avocado they just paid three dollars for. We just put avocados on everything because
their creamy decadence makes all of our fresh food taste even better.

11. In-N-Out, dude.

I can’t write an article about California without any mention of what In-N-Out means to us. We have
access to every variety of gourmet burger imaginable, from Kobe beef patties to buns made out of
ramen, but all these weird permutations are only brief distractions from the pure burger bliss of In-N-
Out.
It’s the perfect harmony of the fresh tomato and lettuce. It’s the lightly toasted bun. The thicker than
Kim Kardashian milk shakes. That gross-but-satisfying post burger onion breath. In-N-Out doesn’t
ever change its menu, because there is no improving on perfection. Any Californian who has ever left
California for an extended period of time knows that coming in for a Double Double Animal Style is
the only homecoming ceremony that means anything.
East Coast idiots might try to tell you that Shake Shack or Five Guys Burgers and Fries 1are
comparable, even better, but their taste is suspect; they live on the wrong coast, after all.