A meat-based, possibly toxic, product of questionable origin and/or content, especially one bought from a van that wasn't there yesterday and won't be there tomorrow.
Thinking, 'what the hell' he bit deeply into the meatish pie, marvelling at the grey tubes and gristle that bubbled out over his fingers.
Meshish is the a weakling and a complete softie. She is obsessed with belly dancing. She will date any boi for one day and then dump him the next. She must have dated and dumped over 8 billion boys this month.
She is a snitch with I sense of humour and is really dumb. Her only friends are a pebble and a twig.
“Ohlook, there’s a girl running away from... a butterfly?”
“Must be Meshish.”
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.