A hep swivel is diverting something with a completly irrelevant question or statement to the subject of conversation. To be used to change the subject, especially when you don't like where the conversation is going.
Valarie: Bobby, we need to talk about our relationship....
Bobby: You're friend Janice called. I think she mentioned something about shoe shopping.
Valarie: Loveyoubye! *SLAM*
Bobby: Phew, saved by the old hep swivel.
Between personalities is when a person has a two different distinct personalities for different social circles for eg; work, friends, family, and while transitioning between his/her alter egos gets stuck half way.
I was recovering from last night's rave, when grandpa called me from the hospital to say that grandma had been admitted and when I got there, I was still between personalities.
the compulsion to stockpile cuban cigars en masse, also the expression used to describe the experience of smoking a cuban cigar.
*smoking a cuban* Person 1: zweedt
*smoking inferior tobbaco* Person 2: Where'd you get that cigar, mine tastes like licking a used tire incinerator.
*clearly gloating* Person 1: I suffer from zweedt.
Someone who's personal definition of reality, is stronger than the view of the general consensus. A reality tweaker is someone who percieves things correctly, but perhaps, neglects to hone in on the smaller details, that fill out the bigger picture, therein bending the facts to their own whims. It is impossible to get an accurate retelling of events from a reality tweaker, and it is difficult to convey common sense instructions, because many facts will be tweaked, and lost along the way. Never assume that a reality tweaker will understand the simplicity in what you are trying to convey. Reality tweakers are not dumb or retarded, and my surprise you ultimately by their ability to understand complex ideas as well. It is impossible to ever truely predict the actions of a reality tweaker.
Jean: Kyle what are you doing with that VHS tape?
Kyle: Well, my grandma gave me this video to watch, but I don't have a VCR, so I'm running it under the tap to soften it up so I can crack it open and watch the pictures inside. It's gonna be great!
Jean: There are no pictures inside, it's a magnetic strip!
Kyle: No, you see, the water will be polarized by the magnetic charge, and I'll run through the strip, then it'll get subliminally imprinted onto my brain, and I'll dream it next time I sleep. I've got it all figured out.
Jean: Reality Tweaker!
A vodka trick shot is when a scantily dressed and decenlty drunken girl climbs up onto the pool table to make a long shot, then side swipes the cue ball into the corner pocket, competely avoiding any other target on the table and still manages to leave all her male companions whole-heartedly impressed.
*cue ball is sunk*
Drunken Girl: **woops,...i..think......I...mesthed...that..up.....heheheHEHEHhehehHEHEHHEHHheehehHEHEHehehehehehheh!!!!!!!@
Guy: Wow, how'd you get your boobies to manover the cue like that?
Immune friend: *sighs* Quite the Vodka Trick Shot!
when someone makes a smooth transition from failblog to leet in less than 5 seconds.
The story as it's told.
Five: I was watching squirels mate, and I rode my bicycle into a parked car, and I looked around for witnesses, and I got back on my bicycle, and I rode around the corner to safety to set my broken leg.
Everyone: Smooth Sherlock!
an appropriate weapon substitute for security guards; to be used instead of police tazers.
The mall security apprehended me after he saw me push the spacially inept cellphone user on the escalator with my hot tea mittens. He took me to the dumpster behind the mall where 3 other security guards surrounded me and all began to pumel me with their slinky of deaths.