Dear to whomever it has triggered, Achilles, the frequency auditor, born by hand and killed by feet because he was so endowed in the trench that he was laid to rest so a male can portray the rest. Sincerely yours, Angel Jose Robles
Zero: Dear to whomever it has triggered, Achilles, the frequency auditor, born by hand and killed by feet because he was so endowed in the trench that he was laid to rest so a male can portray the rest. Sincerely yours, Angel Jose Robles
Dear to whomever it has triggered, Achilles, the frequency auditor, born by hand and killed by feet because she was so endowed in the trench that she was laid to rest so a male can portray the rest. Sincerely yours, Angel Jose Robles
Zero: Dear to whomever it has triggered, Achilles, the frequency auditor, born by hand and killed by feet because she was so endowed in the trench that she was laid to rest so a male can portray the rest. Sincerely yours, Angel Jose Robles
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?"