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The act of inadvertently face timing someone while your phone is in your front pocket.
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I have an I phone 5 and my phone will dick-face time a bundle of my contacts in a row. It really annoys people. The only thing I can think of that provides an adequate direct concentrated heat source is my pocket stylus(Dick) This is a common problem with I phones. The name "Jeff" could be substituted with any name.
"Have you heard from Jeff?" "No, but he keeps Dick Face-Timing me!"
"Dude, check your phone, you just Dick Face-Timed me three times!"
have you ever had a friend say something about a "CalArts bean face"? like, that trope where every cartoon character's face looks like a bean? this is the real life equivalent. this is the proper definition. if you go to google images or whatever the fuck and type in "ed miliband smile", you'll see a bunch of pictures of Ed Miliband doing this god-awful smile that looks exactly the same as these "bean faces".
"look at this dude, LMAO LOOK AT HIS FUCKING MILIBAND FACE"
When someone blurs their face on their profile picture, it means they’re probably ugly as fuck and are very insecure.
“Why are you blurring your face on your profile picture?”
“I’m ugly as fuck, can’t you see?.”
Any person at any place at any time doing anything with a face
hey look at that kid over there with a face..... hey there faggot face kid!
A highly advanced form of martial arts where opponents are defeated by being repeatedly hit in their foots with one's face.
Person 1: *Kicks person 2 right in the face*
Person 2: How do you like my Face-to-Foot style?
Person 3: Just ignore him, we trained him all wrong on purpose as a joke.
A squinty beady-eyed look of disdain, barely in your direction, from a rather unpleasant nightclub cloakroom worker, who is desperately miserable inside, and wishes no other than to redirect this misery upon your fine self... and your coats
Ooh Stacey walked into the office today with a right old cloakroom face on... she must be on the blob
A squinty beady-eyed look of disdain, barely in your direction, from a nightclub cloak-room worker, who is desperately miserable inside, and wishes no other than the ultimate misery upon your fine self... and your coats
Ooh Stacey walked into the office today with a right old cloak-room face on... she must be on the blob