Lamp oil. Rope? Bombs? You want it? It's yours my friend. As long as you have enough rupees. Sorry link, I can't give credit. Come back when you're a little.... mmmmm Richer!
Lamp oil. Rope? Bombs? You want it? It's yours my friend. As long as you have enough rupees. Sorry link, I can't give credit. Come back when you're a little.... mmmmm Richer!
When there is a little person in the back of your head that keeps making you worry about things. This is not meant to be some sort of mental condition and is instead a concept. A way of personifying your anxieties into a sort of anxiety demon. This is incredibly useful as it allows you to tell said personified anxieties, to fuck off. The acronym of this is LPITBOYHS which fits perfectly as we want all of our anxiety demons to go into a pit, from which they will never return.
I use Little-Person-In-The-Back-Of-Your-Head-Syndrome. My anxiety demon is named Kevin and I fucking hate him.
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.