A spasm of regret, often originating in the index finger, immediately after hastily sending an email or a text message that may, on reflection, be inappropriate.
Why oh why did I accept his friend request? Now my hand is locked in a shameful rictus of trigger mortis.
A certain lockjaw of the thumb, resulting from playing too aggressively during button mashing video games. Most often associated with heated matches of Mario Party.
that phenomenon of like when you’re so triggered by something that you die a little and your body stiffens up like death started setting into your bones for a little bit.
that phenomenon of like when you’re so triggered by something that you die a little and your body stiffens up like death started setting into your bones for a little bit.
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?"