amiright

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Interjection

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amiright

  1. Alternative form of am I right.
    • 2017, Laura Lea Goldberg, The Laura Lea Balanced Cookbook: 120+ Everyday Recipes for the Healthy Home Cook, Nashville, Tenn.: Spring House Press, →ISBN, page 312:
      Plus, anything with peanut butter is just better, amiright?
    • 2017 March 3, Gustavo Arellano, “¡ask a mexican!”, in OC Weekly, volume 22, number 27, page 7, column 1:
      If your Mexican co-workers call you that, take it as a form of respect—at least they’re not calling you “Trump,” amiright?
    • 2018, Arcade or Bust! (The Loud House), Nickelodeon Publishing, →ISBN:
      “Taffy torpedoes?” Lucy was too observant this morning. / Think fast, Firesticks. “Yeah, in case anyone wants to make some candy as one of their projects. Candy project, amiright?”
    • 2018, Victor Methos, The Shotgun Lawyer, Seattle, Wash.: Thomas & Mercer, Amazon Publishing, →ISBN, page 173:
      “What are parents for if not to piss off, amiright?”
    • 2019, Jen Hatmaker, 7 Days of Christmas: A Season of Generosity, Nashville, Tenn.: Abingdon Press, →ISBN, page 70:
      Now, this new clean space you have isn’t an excuse to rush out and buy, buy, buy, and to come home and fill those spaces back up with cinnamon-scented candles. Nope, it’s an invitation to actually have less! And to feel the benefits of having less because you have more room to breathe, more peace from a not-so-cluttered home, less guilt from packed-to-brim closets, and frankly, fewer things to dust and clean or maneuver around, amIright?
    • 2019, Emily Belden, Husband Material, Thorndike, Me.: Center Point Large Print by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A., published 2020, →ISBN, page 39:
      “Well, you’d think a mausoleum, of all places, would be built with just a tad more protection against flames, amiright? I mean, aren’t they setting dead bodies on fire there every single day? How did they not safeguard the place?”
    • 2021, Billy Baker, We Need to Hang Out: A Memoir of Making Friends, New York, N.Y.: Avid Reader Press, Simon & Schuster, Inc., →ISBN, page 88:
      The way he explained it is that he’d go to his gym, where he had made a couple of buddies, and they would have a couple of laughs and do a warm-up and then a short workout—very often with a partner or a small team—and then be out the door in an hour, all happy and shit from the endorphins. It sounds awful, amiright?

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