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I stepped onto the garden path as the day was beginning to wake. The dew was still fresh on the tomatoes and peppers when the cantaloupes exploded.

Posted By Bob On 01.12.2011 @ 5:57 pm

The elevator door closed, and I noticed a nice, reasonable-appearing old woman standing along the back wall, holding a quickly dripping block of butter in her blotched hands.

Posted By Bob On 01.11.2011 @ 2:03 pm

The gnome approached me with a ragged sack of stones. I reached in and pulled out a square one with a tiny rune scrawled upon it. He excused himself to vomit.

Posted By Bob On 01.10.2011 @ 4:42 pm

The snow fell in a flurry of grumbles following the spent fall and tumbled the twine supporting the tent.

Posted By Bob On 01.09.2011 @ 1:46 pm

I watched the puppy wandering the playground, intently sniffing the ground. He roamed up to me, sat by my feet, and perfectly let loose a warm stream of urine on my shoe.

Posted By Bob On 01.07.2011 @ 4:58 pm

After staring into star-filled night sky, she discovered a deep and personal aspect about the tiny caterpillar crawling up her toe.

Posted By Bob On 01.06.2011 @ 2:10 pm

A phrase is a short sentence. It conveys a simple idea or common situation. It is often not correct grammatically. Often used to illustrate exclamation or excitement.

Posted By Bob On 01.05.2011 @ 6:22 am

the priest sits. he waits. i feel the pressure coming into my throat. am i coming at the right time? do i have everything i need? sweat beads up and drips down my forehead. i put one foot in front of the other. alternating. and then. i feel it.

Posted By bob On 12.25.2010 @ 2:34 am

The man clearly had an alter ego. The way he went about his life as well as how he acted around friends and family was indicative of this. he thought of himself as some sort hero to the world and that his presence was salvation to all.

Posted By Bob On 12.24.2010 @ 3:32 am

alter is used in religious ceremonies, especially at church. Every church I’ve been to has had an alter. Some are much more extravagant than others. T

Posted By bob On 12.23.2010 @ 3:12 pm

cannon as in bombs? wow, that is really random. boom goes the dinamite. hehehe. i spelt dynamite wrong. i really dont understND THe point of this website. it makes NO SENSE. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. fjsld. thank you for your time. oh, wow. i hit refresh and it started over again. ugggg. poop! dkslskdhjlfhghgljhgojhofohkihlkhlkhkskksjhkjjklsldkfjsldskdfjsldkfjsldkfjslkjfslkjfsljflsjf;adksgjalgnkalnvhkvjghmjghthgfhugrhtuttiutiriuhgjfh,xmmcnkdjfhhjfhgjfhjjjhhhjjjhjhjhaglsdkdky you will get a sentimental feeling when you here.

Posted By bob On 12.19.2010 @ 11:49 am

a Popsicle makes me think of that tree branch and i like to throw myself in the air and fall on the mat. i then remember about the time my grandma hit my little brother with a stick and i took pictures and then i broke my phone so i couldn’t show my aunt and i have no proof now but my doctor knows we’ve been abused

Posted By Bob On 12.16.2010 @ 3:14 pm

I hate when my sheets aren’t warm enough. They are too thin or too short. And they feel like sheets of ice. That is not very nice. I think i would be better off with a sheet of paper sometimes. Sheesh sheets. Do a better job. Um how much longer is this going to go for? A guess a minute is a long time to write about sheets. I wonder if i get a

Posted By bob On 12.14.2010 @ 2:42 pm

He had a temper on him. It was nasty, brutal even. But that was normal. When he got mad, oh boy did you have to watch out. It was what happened to me. I remember the day clearly. The day when he -really- lost it.

Posted By Bob On 12.13.2010 @ 6:31 am

She was a fat slobbering rabbit. Disgusting in appearance due to chronic alcoholism. And then there was that short paw, cut off in a car accident. All in all, a hopping mess of furry mammal, unbearable to be with for more than a few minutes. Of course she would wobble away in less time than that, leaving behind a few greasy hairs and the rancid smell of blueberry turds.

Posted By Bob On 12.02.2010 @ 1:10 pm

There is no structure in the world. Hence we wish to draw conclusions on everything. We wish to form structures from nothing, but can we truly appreciate life if we make nothing into something. Shouldn’t nothing remain as nothing?

Posted By bob On 11.28.2010 @ 1:12 pm

the old man got killed the old lady got killed the little boy got killed everybody is getting killed your next :D

Posted By BOB On 11.19.2010 @ 7:21 am

bwahahahaha.! HE GOT KILLED..!

Posted By BOB On 11.19.2010 @ 7:17 am

I missed you. I saw that you called,I guess we will be playing phone tag. Missing is when you screw up or don’t do something right. People are missed, like grandpa <3. I've missed you!

Posted By Bob On 10.29.2010 @ 8:02 am

missed is not seeing your friend or family members and not seeing any of the people you want to see. missed is sad, lonely and also very disturbing at the same time. everything is missed when the sun goes down and when the moon goes down everything is missed. people miss different people and animals miss other animals, everyone just keeps missing something.

Posted By Bob On 10.28.2010 @ 8:55 pm

Serene is special. I’m not really sure. Super duper special, no idea. ????????????????

Posted By Bob On 10.27.2010 @ 8:10 am

The birds fly over and waves crash down. Sand and turqoise water is splashed against the shore.

Posted By Bob On 10.26.2010 @ 8:04 am

I want to go live on the shore of an ocean. Visiting a shore is a lot of fun because you get to be near the water and walk around on the sand. There are lots of things to do while you are near a shore

Posted By Bob On 10.25.2010 @ 11:24 am

go by and i wanna just die. weeks of my life that im pretty sure i am wasting because i dont know what i want to be, or who i want to be. its always a mess in the weeks.

Posted By bob On 10.24.2010 @ 11:27 am

I find myself staring at panels on ceilings and floors when I am really bored or can’t move for some reason. I start to count the panels and find out how many there are in all.

Posted By bob On 10.24.2010 @ 8:23 am

I think that the idea of the government forming death panels for older people is a silly one. I wish that republicans would stop pushing this idea.

Posted By bob On 10.24.2010 @ 7:58 am

There was once a brown oak table. It was beautiful, once a wizard made it talk. Then the wizard made it walk, and the table ruled the world. It was 30 feet tall, and it crushed every living thing, even the Eiffel Tower.

Posted By bob On 10.19.2010 @ 2:08 pm

I like to walk. Walking is a form of exercise and transportation. It is good to the enviorment if you walk to places.

Posted By BoB On 10.05.2010 @ 5:19 pm

Horses on the rise. Of all the horses on the rise, mine was the prize. Horse prizes.

Posted By Bob On 09.11.2010 @ 7:31 am

god i love them. cowboys, ironworkers. what do they all have in common but this majestic piece of wardrobe. words cannot describe their meaning, only volumes and volumes of compassion i deploy unto you, oh hats.

Posted By bob On 09.09.2010 @ 4:54 pm