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There was a guy I knew, Who loved his frosties fix. Had frosties for dinner as well as breakfast. The only problem I could see: he took Tony the tiger too seriously...
#stupidthingspeoplesay (or don't say) [At Lunch] Kids: Pass the fizzy water Adults: Sparking water. Me: Carbonated water Others: ... Kids: What's carbonated water.
Hey, what's that smell. (sniff sniff) what, no, I didn't fart. It's not like I would lie. It's just I didn't have any part. When there's a smell, a rule follows. To lay blame to your friends.
This was inspired by one of my nephews who hates to be kissed or hugged.
Ice cold glass, glistening. Warm fingers making shapes, Shapes on the frosted window. The temptation is too great. Look left. Look right. left again. Then right.
#adventchallenge. The carol singers come to the door. Singing a song they sounded poor. I don't think they knew the words. I'd rather of listened to skwalking birds.
I've just been for a job interview, I put on my favorite suit. A nice green little number, my mum said that I looked cute. I got there nice and early, two hours to be precise.
The tenth of December is when i SHOULD have been performing the play but now i have the free time i desided i might as well go christmas card shopping.
#AdventChallenge That heavy beat of silence, When someone dares to ask: 'What do you want for Christmas?' It's an awkward, must-do task. No one wants to ask for lots, So how far should one go.
He glanced over at the beautifull girl Way out of his league but he'd give it a whirl He smiled at her nervously and slightly wild eyed She couldn't believe what a loser she'd spied.
I saw a teenage girl busking today. She had a great voice, and an even better pair of legs, emphasised by the short skirt she was wearing. "Any requests?" She asked the watching crowd.
After a tiring day, a commuter settled down in her seat and closed her eyes.
So I've decided I'm going to write a diary entry every Sunday, describing my week's successes (normally few) and failures (normally over-called).
Sally and Hallie were a pair with a problem. So bad it was, people tried to dodge them. Sally had a bad case of the dribbles. Now we are talking ALOT, not just a little.
My dislike for trains is extending The wait is never ending Sat in the waiting room Thank god it's a child not a witch on that broom A randomer sits next to me Tries to make conversation ...
A woman gets on a bus with her baby. The bus driver says: "That's the ugliest baby that I've ever seen." The woman goes to the rear of the bus and sits down, fuming.
'Only a few more miles' he told himself. He had been driving for longer than he should have and for once, a vile coffee at the motorway services seemed an attractive option.
Ok here's my "sort of" quandary....
By Gemma Doyle. Any of you heard of the game bus stop. Well It's when two people are on a bench and one of those two people has to creep the other out of his/her seat.
I'm going out on the pull tonight, I've got on my flower shirt. I've slicked my hair to the side, now it's time to flirt. I've got brown chords with braces, and a chunky silver chain.
We all ask complicated questions, Where we don't know what to answer, Like children asking if Santa's real, Comet, Rudolph, Prancer. Or if one day, someone asks, What happens when we die.
So went on a blind date, thought to myself great, couldn't be better she looks fantastic. My friend had set it up but only because he made a deal with the girl he wished to see.
We've all done it...unwittingly insulted someone.
I feel I must apologise to sweet pussy Pauline I got the wrong idea and now I feel appalling.