When your with someone, things can get too close. So TA-DA the elastic band theory: if you let someone go they will come pinging back like an elastic band.
YAY :)
Scenario 1:
Jane: I love you baby your my world
Tom: Woah your suffocating me here, I need some time alone.
Jane: Nooo I love you so much don't go!!!
Jane: I love you baby your my world
Tom: Woah your suffocating me here, I need some time alone.
Jane: Ok sweety, see you whenever then.
*Later*
Tom: I LOVE YOU JANE :)
Jane: Mwahahaha the Elastic band theory never fails
The act of concealing one's erection by tucking it under the elastic waistband of their undergarment.
Dude, I popped a serious boner in class right before the bell rang. I had to pull an elastic bandstand before I stood up to leave so no one would see my flagpole
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2million.