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Conor Edward Walls (aka RealBadPanda) is a content creator from Somalia who often uses racial slurs when gaming.
“Hey mother I just learned a new racial slur from Conor Edward Walls”
The act of crashing a shopping cart into a wall at a convenience store or any building the owner escorts you out. Most of the times they just call the police, though.
Guy: Yo bro I just gave Karen's house Wall-mart and she came out and yelled at me like frickin' Banshee.
Other Guy: Yo Karen deserved it all things considered.
When someone tells you to stream the worst album society has ever heard
Louies (r@ts): Hold my tpwk, I’m doing it the tommo way. And don’t forget to stream walls
Harries: shut the fuck up
idiom to convey that someone is fired up to the highest degree
"When I saw the picture of Donald Trump pumping his fist with the American flag flying above him, I wanted to run through a brick wall."
people you friends leave you for and don't comeback. People your friends say are nice even if they talk about you behind you back and call you a dumb slut even if you have never met them before. People who you wish didn't exist because you now fell more depressed.
you cant hang out with us at lunch were going to see the wall friends.
A euphemism meaning either stomach muscles or lack of a serious relationship.
"Eric invited me over...he said he wanted me to check out his wall space."
Aka: backlog.
Meaning:
If you ever do anything, you probably have quite a mess behind this one. Whatever it is; are those first cringe fanfics, old art, unfinished art-and-craft projects, some proof-of-concepts, kept for future reference, or really anything that lays there, almost forgotten by you, hardly known to anyone else, if not lost forever in the sands of time, then waiting for some future archeologist to be discovered and possibly make you famous long after you don't give a shit.
Some people enjoy getting beyond the sevent wall once in a while, although motivations to do so are miscellaneous. Sometimes it's refreshing to see the change and progress, sometimes it's good to feel the blues and nostalgia, other times digging through the old ideas can bring inspiration, and sometimes it's simply matter of cleaning up. But for the most part it's to add another one to the pile.
The seventh wall is also the limit, beyond which you let only the most proven and the bestest of the dudes and dudettes you ever known. Think about all that cringe texts, bad style, undefined form, broken rules and/or proportions, unmatched colors, messed up code, tangled threads, short circuted wires and generally all that playfull and/or angsty mess that made you the person you're now. All the mistakes you've ever survived making, to live yet another day, and to never tell anybody about.
"Well, that project was fun while it lasted, now it's utterly fubar. I've put to much time and effort to simply scrap it. well, then, off the seventh wall you go."
"I had this one project I really wanted to finish... It should be just beyond the seventh wall. Just a quick look....Oh, me... oh, my..."