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just a fun lil pal.

<who> Lolotflmaool: Laughing out loud on the floor laughing my ass off out loud!

by DrMagus September 5, 2002


Who Are You Wearable?

Taken from real life walks on the red carpet for gala events. Prominent attendees are asked Who Are You Wearing? This refers to a specific fashion designer of a dress or any outfit that person maybe wearing.

In the metaverse world (decentraland, sandbox, etc.) articles of clothing are called wearables. So when asking Who Are You Wearable, you are asking or being asked who designed your avatars clothes. This can include shoes, jewelry, body parts such as eyes or hair, hats, and many other accessories. Knowing who designed the item gives designers exposure and others can then search for their collection in a NFT marketplace.

Person #1: Hey, I love that look. Who are you wearable?

Person #2: Thanks. I got it from Goldi Lox. She has some great wearables. You should see her collection.

(Goldi Lox is an actual wearable designer. You can find her wearables in the decentraland marketplace)

by Existential-NoHo June 30, 2022


who the hell is you?

rethorical question
(offensive)

"Who the hell is you?!"
Taunt by inhabitant of a greater city within verbal dispute
Could also be directed to a group in order to disapprove the power of such, which might usualy be a concern considering the numbers, due to the transformation of the grammatically correct word "are" (Plural) to "is" (Singular).

by Wordywoodismorningood April 11, 2019


those who know๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€

those who know๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€, is a phrase commonly assioated with, people who know something specific, its mainly on tiktok.

you'll see a video of something on tiktok, like a football player that got a really bad injury, and then you'll open the comments and see someone commented "those who know๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€". and then proceed to kys

person 1: shows a video of something random

brainrotted person 2: those who know๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€ + mango mango mango mango

KSI: FROM THE SCREEN TO THE RING TO THE PEN TO THE KING

me: GET OUT

my friend from ohio: english or mango

my other friend from ohio: english or spanish

my other brainrotted friend: jamaicen smile + german stare + balken rage + english or spanish + nondranilane + adranilane + still water + winter arc + skibidi rizz + punching walls for fun + french flex + japaneese sleep + sigma + alpha lone wolf + littianian respect moment = those who know๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€

case oh: MANGO MANGO

tiktok: THOSE WHO KNOW MANGO MANGO MANGO

by the sigma skibidi November 28, 2024

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Who up ozelling their morgan

When someone such as Morgan freeman gets a bit jiggy and shakes his bussy

Defined as
โ€œWoah man what was I doing last night?โ€
โ€œYou were ozelling your morganโ€
โ€œWho up ozelling their morgan?โ€
โ€œYouโ€

by Mr Beans finger January 30, 2022


Someone who gives you money like an atm, but human.

MrBeast

Someone who gives you money like an atm, but human. a human atm mrbeast

by Cambam826 September 7, 2022


The Saint Who Fell

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

The Saint Who Fell

by VIS84 May 29, 2021