A young white person who isn't in highschool yet, who dresses like a Wigger. They are usually mean, ill tempered little demons, who like to disrupt class and bully people on the playground. They form little migratory groups in the lunch room and outside. You can usually run into them on Route 22 in Eastchester in the tall grass.
When you've taken some good ecstasy and your eyes go all wiggly on you. Happens when you're peaking. Makes it really hard to read or write anything.
At that "Are You Experienced?" party by Children of the Sun, Bill got the eye wiggles for the first time when he tried to use a Sharpie to write his email address on a brightly colored flyer, to give to somebody. The combination of blacklight, fluorescent paper, and good e made it virtually impossible to do.