The greatest Snapchat private story of all time where you catch mandem cheating, moving mad, moving loose, simping, the list goes on especially in night clubs. It’s a mandem only private story however a few females managed to get into it
Did you see Cam lipsing that fat slag on smokesville?
The area of residence that an individual will move to temporarily (in mind, not necessarily body) once they have hit the 'erb.
Generally used in conversation once a fellow smoking buddy has got to the point just before he/she cannnot open their eyes anymore and decides to crash in your cupboard and fall asleep with their face buried in a pair of your most pungent trainers, but cannot be bothered to move.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. Thank you for travelling on the BakedExpress. We are now entering Stonesville, population - You."
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?"