an alley in toronto running in between richmond st west and queen st west. much awesome grafitti is located here. it is a constantly changing urban palette.
When somebody writes a response to graffitti that is already on restroom wall
I used the restroom at a truckstop and somebody had written on the inside of the stall "Bush's head is so far up his ass that his sphinctor is wrapped around his neck and is cutting off oxygen to his brain". Underneath that I wrote "what brain?". This is an example of conversational graffitti.
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.
FRIEND A: "Did you just take a stealthie of me?"
FRIEND B (turning phone around): "no I was just using snapchat's new filter, see?"