Who's Free is a cool little app that shows you who's free to hangout!
So you can see your Facebook friends that are NEAR you & FREE to socialize. No other app does that!
Just because you've "checked-in" somewhere, doesn't mean you're "free" to hangout.
Suddenly got 30min for a coffee in b/n meetings?
Want to invite more friends nearby for drinks now?
Playing street-ball & need another player near you?
Who's Free is perfect for this!
You also save money on SMS/texting or calling around as well! Now thats pretty cool.
We'll continue to add more cool features for you our fans.
So you can see your Facebook friends that are NEAR you & FREE to socialize. No other app does that!
Just because you've "checked-in" somewhere, doesn't mean you're "free" to hangout.
Suddenly got 30min for a coffee in b/n meetings?
Want to invite more friends nearby for drinks now?
Playing street-ball & need another player near you?
Who's Free is perfect for this!
You also save money on SMS/texting or calling around as well! Now thats pretty cool.
We'll continue to add more cool features for you our fans.
Who's Free
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by Who's Free January 4, 2011
Get the Who's Freemug. Hym "Who's right? Carbi B. Keep the porn. Keep Tik Tok as well. That's kind of my brain-child so it stays."
by Hym Iam June 19, 2024
Get the Who's right?mug. by Secshunate March 17, 2023
Get the who’s got the conch?mug. The Canadian Shaggy Spy Ezekiel Evan who is obsessed with knights is a person who turns 15 tomorrow and still praises the sun because they are simply an Evan
by TKM06 July 6, 2021
Get the Canadian Shaggy Spy Ezekiel Evan who is obsessed with knightsmug. Once on a time, as poets sing
High tales with fancy laden,
Born of a very noble king
There lived a wondrous maiden.
An only child, her kinsfolk boon,
So fair, imagination faints;
As though amidst the stars the moon,
Or Mary amidst the saints.
From 'neath the castle's dark retreat,
Her silent way she wended
Each evening to the window-seat
Where Lucifer attended.
And secretly, with never fail,
She watched his double race,
Where vessels drew their pathless trail
Across the ocean's face.
And as intent she drank his light,
Desire was quickly there;
While he who saw her every night
Soon fell in love with her.
And sitting thus with rested head,
Her elbows on the sill,
Her heart by youthful fancy led
Did with deep longing fill.
While he, a brilliant shining spark,
Glowed always yet more clear
Towards the castle tall and dark
Where she would soon appear.
Until one night with shower of rays
He slips into her room,
As though a strange and silver haze
Did round about her loom.
And when at last the child to rest
Upon her sofa lies,
He lays her arms across her breast
And closes her soft eyes.
While where his ray on mirror lands
And is upon her couch red rifted,
It falls upon her throat and hands
And on her face uplifted.
A smile is on her lips it seems;
He in the mirror trembles,
For smooth his ray glides midst her dreams
And round her soul assembles.
And while she is in slumber gone
She murmurs through her sighs:
Never mind!
M.E
High tales with fancy laden,
Born of a very noble king
There lived a wondrous maiden.
An only child, her kinsfolk boon,
So fair, imagination faints;
As though amidst the stars the moon,
Or Mary amidst the saints.
From 'neath the castle's dark retreat,
Her silent way she wended
Each evening to the window-seat
Where Lucifer attended.
And secretly, with never fail,
She watched his double race,
Where vessels drew their pathless trail
Across the ocean's face.
And as intent she drank his light,
Desire was quickly there;
While he who saw her every night
Soon fell in love with her.
And sitting thus with rested head,
Her elbows on the sill,
Her heart by youthful fancy led
Did with deep longing fill.
While he, a brilliant shining spark,
Glowed always yet more clear
Towards the castle tall and dark
Where she would soon appear.
Until one night with shower of rays
He slips into her room,
As though a strange and silver haze
Did round about her loom.
And when at last the child to rest
Upon her sofa lies,
He lays her arms across her breast
And closes her soft eyes.
While where his ray on mirror lands
And is upon her couch red rifted,
It falls upon her throat and hands
And on her face uplifted.
A smile is on her lips it seems;
He in the mirror trembles,
For smooth his ray glides midst her dreams
And round her soul assembles.
And while she is in slumber gone
She murmurs through her sighs:
Never mind!
M.E
by VIS84 May 29, 2021
Get the The Saint Who Fellmug. It refers to a situation when nothing is absolute or certain yet, when things are still in the process and one cannot guarantee what the result would be like.
"I am not sure what is going to happen. It's still a who-who situation."
"I have not made my mind about this yet. It's still a who-who situation for me."
"They might be in a who-who situation, let's give them some more time to think."
"You are still in a dilemma? Wow you are such a who-who"
"I have not made my mind about this yet. It's still a who-who situation for me."
"They might be in a who-who situation, let's give them some more time to think."
"You are still in a dilemma? Wow you are such a who-who"
by Anxiousgirl January 28, 2023
Get the Who-whomug. Hym "He who was was dope though... And Quothe slams! My Transgender Drow Ranger/Rogue was busted and Quothe eye-poke carried early-game"
by Hym Iam February 26, 2024
Get the He who wasmug.