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The act of writing on someone's facebook wall after 1pm in hopes to start a convo that leads to sex. Worse than sex texting, as everyone else sees your pathetic attempt.
Guy 1: All my booty calls went unanswered last night.
Guy 2: Dude, its 2008, it's all about the booty wall.
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..."
The word of caution:
If you ever decide to let your bffs behind the seventh wall, be prepared that they can, even if really don't mean to, cause you much butthurt and drama. Because of that think twice before letting anyone in, and be really forigiving about everything that commence. Also; Mind the shenanigahs.
And if your bbf ever lets you behind the seventh wall, step cautiously, there's many things to be learned, but also much butthurt to be caused. Look and learn, but if not asked, better not touch or comment; and even when asked do so cautiously, and mind the drama. And as inb4; Mind the shenanigans.
Trivia:
There are some assertions about some projects from beyond the sevent wall, digged up, brought up, dusted off, then completed for all humanity to enjoy in full glory. Those assertions are yet to be prooven.
Ann: "Look, dude, what I've just found!"
Bob: "Whoa..! Where?"
Ann: "Beyond the sevent wall."
Bob: "That's rad, ma' dudette."
The bestest proof of trust to someone, is to let them behind the seventh wall.
A hole placed on ones wall in the hope a tiny man will fill it with his love
the tiny man placed his flaccid penis inside the wall plug
A wall of pictures made by a crazy cat lady. The pictures are likely to include both meme's and pictures of their own cats. If at work the manager needs to be careful she doesn't get carried away and cover the whole of the office. A way of doing this is to offer a new picture as a reward for good work. This may encourage the crazy cat lady to be more productive
I've added another picture to my cat wall
No the fuck you didn't you lying ass bitch. A priest too. Even the priests lie! That's what makes it hell (by the way). That's what makes them an affront to God. You're going to sit there and make shit up like Joe Rogan with the litter boxes and lie because you're a narcissist who thinks that no one is going to call you on anything. I know nobody is going to call me on anything because I live in truth but this motherfucker actually thought I was going to sit here and let him say he saw a bitch climb up a wall and I'm just not going to say anything about it.
Priest "I saw her climb up a wall."
Hym "No. You didn't. That isn't a thing that can happen and even if you did it was a hoax. The zealotry abounds! It's wild!"