I love the crust of pizza, but not the crust of bread. The crust of the planet is something else entirely. If I had to put them in an order as to which I liked most, I’d say pizza, planet, bread. Though really the planet should come first, because otherwise there’d be nowhere to stand to make the pizza. And that’s very important in the pizza-making process.
I don’t know what crust means, because I don’t really really speak English, but I’m assuming it’s something like surface. I don’t know. Anything. At all.
Crust isn’t necessarily something that I love. It’s normally the worst part of bread even when it’s oven baked and really tasty. I think Crust is also a band… not too fond of that either. How about the upper crust of society? All in all, “Crust” isn’t really the kind of thing that has great connotations… or maybe that’s just my opinion.
I Hate Crust on My Bread.
Always Have
Always
Will.
I Hate the Makeup I Wear Everyday.
Always Have
Always
Will.
I Hate the Way I Hide Myself.
Always Have
Always
Will.
Maybe Someday
I Can Be
Myself
And Remove This Outer Crust
Of Lies.
i wanna lick the crust off your eyeballs in the morning. because i get grossed out by almost everything so it would really help me to concur my fears and what better way to do it other than licking your eyeball crust. i’m also really hungry for pizza with barbecue sauce/rance/honey mustard. i love <3
Crust will make your hair curly, or so my grandmother said. Cut the crusts of my sandwich, I always requested. But the crusts are what make your hair curly! She spoke slyly, trying to convince little old me to eat those nasty crusts. I don’t care, I’d say, because I never wanted curly hair, just a de-crusted sandwich.
the upper crust of society. that’s what he was. the upper crust. i don’t think i ever fully trusted him. but man. he was beautiful. crisp shirt. tailored pants. gold watch. amazing. i think he spent $150 on his haircut each month. crazy.
Crust is the best part of every meal I eat. If I am eating pizza, my reward for suffering through the cheese and sauce and sausage is the bread at the end. When it’s horrible, the pie just isn’t worth the trouble. If a crust isn’t made properly, my day is ruined. But oh, for that perfectly made bread, wonderfully seasoned. Excellent.
is this really something I would have to write about? normally I write about more important things than crust, but I am supposed to write about crust. There is crust on a pizza, that is the first thing you think of with the word crust. Except for maybe the Earth’s crust. Crust is about food man. Wow, this is the stupidest thing I ever wrote, but I am just continueing on to see if I get some kind of prize at the end. I hope there is some point to this. Okay, more about that crust…I can’t believe it hasn’t been a minute yet. That’s okay, I guess. I’ll keep writing about crust. I swear they said a minute.
The crust of my pizza is delicious. It tastes better than the cheese and the sauce and the pepperonis and everything else. Perfectly made bread, garlic seasoning, it’s the reward at the end of the meal. Pizza places should start specializing in crust, really. It would be worth the money.
The noise of the toaster popping awoke Marjorie from her reverie of thought on the current state of the Greecian economy. She grabbed her bread and then threw it down upon her plate, cursing under her breath for the toast had burned her. She looked down at her toast in disgust, observing the blackened crusts. She carefully ripped the crust off and fed it to her aging poodle.
The bread was nothing short of burnt. its crust, darl black with no sign of a lighter tint was staring me right in the face daunting me. practically showing off that i could not even one peuce of toast.
eew i think of like gross rotten stuff thats all crusty. but i also think of pizza, whichh i’m eating for dinner, and i’m like really hungry now!! omg omg. i want food! like the Krusty Krab!! omg i’m hungry… lol haha
The crust was all that was left of my sandwich. And of course I was still hungry. It was so tiny…geez, why did I have to fail at making these?! I wish I still lived with my Mom. She knew how to cook, clean, everything, and all I knew how to do was sit and cry.
pies! yum! dirty rotten crusty things in the corner of your eyes. but the crust on pies is really tasty. I always save it for the end because it is so good and yummy and golden. so yeah…… but sandman. like in the book the sandman… kinda a creepy concept. earth’s crust. science and rock layers. cool story bro.
Stiles always liked his PB and J sandwiches without the crust. His mom never forgot to cut them off and even cut them into triangles. One day after his mom had died, Stiles dad noticed him tearing off the unwanted crust. After that, Sheriff Stilinski started cutting it off for Stiles himself. Stiles never said anything, but he noticed.
The crust of this pizza is so think and dry. It looks just like the barren deserts of the Sahara. So essentially, my pizza is the desert. My salad is the rain forest. My pudding is giant lake of chocolate. The world can be experienced through many senses.
Crust is that tasty batter that covers your pizza. So juicy and delicious. The chocolate covering on your ice cream. mmmmmm so goood. Earthquakes. I love crusts.
She smiled at me as she chewed at what was left of her pizza. When she got to the crust she put it on the plate and pushed it across the table towards me. She never did like the crust.
Crust was the first word that came into the girls head as she lay on the ground outside the Chinese food restaurant. It is a mystery to her how she came to be there, She just knows that she is craving a slice of pepperoni pizza. In no time, she stands up, brushed herself off and walks down the street to the nearest pizza parlor.
Even with crust in my eye and morning breath he looked at me like I was the most desirable woman he had ever seen. I was invigorated by his touch but I begged him to let me wash-up first.
She bit into the crust of the pizza, savoring the explosion of mozzarella cheese that was hidden underneath. Closing her eyes, she only wished she could have the rest of the crusts on the pizza. Maybe when Daniel wasn’t looking.
The crust of the scab was seeping and the one end was lifting slightly leaving a little droplet of dew-like liquid. The other side was dried out and itchy. It was the side that was healing while the other moister side showed the potential for pus.
I had given up trying to fight my unhealthy relationship with food. We were Siamese twins who would die without the other. Obsessing over food was the reason I woke up.
I hate the crust on bread. Specifically on a loaf of bread, that piece at the end. I call it the butt piece. I always avoid the butt piece, and it never gets eaten.
The crust on the bread was mahogany brown, as if it was just baked in the oven. I quite enjoyed the scent of the crust, for it smelled of an old bakery run by a quaint little old couple who had been happily married for many years. My mind flashed back to the teeny bakery I used to visit when I was a youngun. I could almost taste the butter cream frosting I always sampled when I was in town.
Yummy pie. I loveeee apple crumb pie and raspberry creme pie. crust is the best part of pie, but not of sandwhiches. sandwhich crust is kinda icky and not as fun to eat as pie crust. do you like pie crust or sandwhich crust better? i like both now, but when i was younger i would only say pie crust was the best.
Falling on the snow, I lifted my hand, time slowed and I could feel my heart beating, I watched as I lifted my hand to reach out and a drop of bright blood fell on the snows crust dripping from my finger tip.
like pizza crust or anything that has to do with that like bread crust and yeah xD idk im kinda confused but yeah crust….sounds nasty but its food and foods good soo yeah .-.
i think of a sandwich. i think of the amazing cowboy sandwiches my mother makes for us on special occasions. you would not believe how good they are. i love having sandwiches with my family. sandwiches remind me of the time my family and i went to a park in nashville that was right on the water. we played and just had a great time.
Is on bread. It is also what forms over a scab. While most people do not like their crusts, I find them enjoyable. I especially love the crust that is on French or Italian bread.
peanut butter and jelly sandwiches have always been a favorite meal. the crusts aren’t always necessary, but often requested. The crust of bread, the crust of the earth, the crust of your feet, ect.
i like crust a lot. it’s fattening, but it taste pretty good. It’s actually 2 types of crust i can think of. The crust on cheese cake, which is my all time favorite and the crust on pizza. Which is one of my favorites as well… I think that’s all I have to say.
All he could do was stare at her lips. The crust seemed to flake off her mouth and onto her Caesar salad. How had he said yes to a blind date? The more she ate, or licked her lips, the more he wanted to vomit. “Excuse me, I just going to head to the men’s room” he said politely and grabbed his coat and wallet and ran out as fast as he could.
The pie was almost complete. However, it was now time for Linda’s least favorite part…The crust. Every time she and her sister made pies growing up. Linda’s crust would fall appart, when Carol’s would come together beautifully.
its found on a pizza and its really good. everyone should eat crust. crust can be gross but no one cares about that type of crust. thats like crusty underwear but who gives a shit about that? im talking about pizza crusts. like the kind thats stuffed with cheese and makes you happy inside. man i love pizza crusts. yum yum. haha it’s so delicious
brown crunchy firm dry, the bit you dont want, reject, healthy, curly hair, stale, floury, ordinary, boring, a chore, ruins the sandwich, bleugh not nice
it is making me thinking about my job, sometimes i packed pie and stuff so yeah thats pretty it .
I love the crust of pizza, but not the crust of bread. The crust of the planet is something else entirely. If I had to put them in an order as to which I liked most, I’d say pizza, planet, bread. Though really the planet should come first, because otherwise there’d be nowhere to stand to make the pizza. And that’s very important in the pizza-making process.
I don’t know what crust means, because I don’t really really speak English, but I’m assuming it’s something like surface. I don’t know. Anything. At all.
Crust isn’t necessarily something that I love. It’s normally the worst part of bread even when it’s oven baked and really tasty. I think Crust is also a band… not too fond of that either. How about the upper crust of society? All in all, “Crust” isn’t really the kind of thing that has great connotations… or maybe that’s just my opinion.
I Hate Crust on My Bread.
Always Have
Always
Will.
I Hate the Makeup I Wear Everyday.
Always Have
Always
Will.
I Hate the Way I Hide Myself.
Always Have
Always
Will.
Maybe Someday
I Can Be
Myself
And Remove This Outer Crust
Of Lies.
i wanna lick the crust off your eyeballs in the morning. because i get grossed out by almost everything so it would really help me to concur my fears and what better way to do it other than licking your eyeball crust. i’m also really hungry for pizza with barbecue sauce/rance/honey mustard. i love <3
Crust will make your hair curly, or so my grandmother said. Cut the crusts of my sandwich, I always requested. But the crusts are what make your hair curly! She spoke slyly, trying to convince little old me to eat those nasty crusts. I don’t care, I’d say, because I never wanted curly hair, just a de-crusted sandwich.
the upper crust of society. that’s what he was. the upper crust. i don’t think i ever fully trusted him. but man. he was beautiful. crisp shirt. tailored pants. gold watch. amazing. i think he spent $150 on his haircut each month. crazy.
Crust is the best part of every meal I eat. If I am eating pizza, my reward for suffering through the cheese and sauce and sausage is the bread at the end. When it’s horrible, the pie just isn’t worth the trouble. If a crust isn’t made properly, my day is ruined. But oh, for that perfectly made bread, wonderfully seasoned. Excellent.
is this really something I would have to write about? normally I write about more important things than crust, but I am supposed to write about crust. There is crust on a pizza, that is the first thing you think of with the word crust. Except for maybe the Earth’s crust. Crust is about food man. Wow, this is the stupidest thing I ever wrote, but I am just continueing on to see if I get some kind of prize at the end. I hope there is some point to this. Okay, more about that crust…I can’t believe it hasn’t been a minute yet. That’s okay, I guess. I’ll keep writing about crust. I swear they said a minute.
The crust of my pizza is delicious. It tastes better than the cheese and the sauce and the pepperonis and everything else. Perfectly made bread, garlic seasoning, it’s the reward at the end of the meal. Pizza places should start specializing in crust, really. It would be worth the money.
The noise of the toaster popping awoke Marjorie from her reverie of thought on the current state of the Greecian economy. She grabbed her bread and then threw it down upon her plate, cursing under her breath for the toast had burned her. She looked down at her toast in disgust, observing the blackened crusts. She carefully ripped the crust off and fed it to her aging poodle.
The bread was nothing short of burnt. its crust, darl black with no sign of a lighter tint was staring me right in the face daunting me. practically showing off that i could not even one peuce of toast.
eew i think of like gross rotten stuff thats all crusty. but i also think of pizza, whichh i’m eating for dinner, and i’m like really hungry now!! omg omg. i want food! like the Krusty Krab!! omg i’m hungry… lol haha
The crust was all that was left of my sandwich. And of course I was still hungry. It was so tiny…geez, why did I have to fail at making these?! I wish I still lived with my Mom. She knew how to cook, clean, everything, and all I knew how to do was sit and cry.
pies! yum! dirty rotten crusty things in the corner of your eyes. but the crust on pies is really tasty. I always save it for the end because it is so good and yummy and golden. so yeah…… but sandman. like in the book the sandman… kinda a creepy concept. earth’s crust. science and rock layers. cool story bro.
Stiles always liked his PB and J sandwiches without the crust. His mom never forgot to cut them off and even cut them into triangles. One day after his mom had died, Stiles dad noticed him tearing off the unwanted crust. After that, Sheriff Stilinski started cutting it off for Stiles himself. Stiles never said anything, but he noticed.
The crust of this pizza is so think and dry. It looks just like the barren deserts of the Sahara. So essentially, my pizza is the desert. My salad is the rain forest. My pudding is giant lake of chocolate. The world can be experienced through many senses.
Crust is that tasty batter that covers your pizza. So juicy and delicious. The chocolate covering on your ice cream. mmmmmm so goood. Earthquakes. I love crusts.
She smiled at me as she chewed at what was left of her pizza. When she got to the crust she put it on the plate and pushed it across the table towards me. She never did like the crust.
It goes, it goes with a pie. No the pie goes with IT, better said. They’re partners, living in harmony. Together. So delicious, I must say!
Crust was the first word that came into the girls head as she lay on the ground outside the Chinese food restaurant. It is a mystery to her how she came to be there, She just knows that she is craving a slice of pepperoni pizza. In no time, she stands up, brushed herself off and walks down the street to the nearest pizza parlor.
Even with crust in my eye and morning breath he looked at me like I was the most desirable woman he had ever seen. I was invigorated by his touch but I begged him to let me wash-up first.
She bit into the crust of the pizza, savoring the explosion of mozzarella cheese that was hidden underneath. Closing her eyes, she only wished she could have the rest of the crusts on the pizza. Maybe when Daniel wasn’t looking.
The crust of the scab was seeping and the one end was lifting slightly leaving a little droplet of dew-like liquid. The other side was dried out and itchy. It was the side that was healing while the other moister side showed the potential for pus.
I had given up trying to fight my unhealthy relationship with food. We were Siamese twins who would die without the other. Obsessing over food was the reason I woke up.
I hate the crust on bread. Specifically on a loaf of bread, that piece at the end. I call it the butt piece. I always avoid the butt piece, and it never gets eaten.
The crust on the bread was mahogany brown, as if it was just baked in the oven. I quite enjoyed the scent of the crust, for it smelled of an old bakery run by a quaint little old couple who had been happily married for many years. My mind flashed back to the teeny bakery I used to visit when I was a youngun. I could almost taste the butter cream frosting I always sampled when I was in town.
Yummy pie. I loveeee apple crumb pie and raspberry creme pie. crust is the best part of pie, but not of sandwhiches. sandwhich crust is kinda icky and not as fun to eat as pie crust. do you like pie crust or sandwhich crust better? i like both now, but when i was younger i would only say pie crust was the best.
Falling on the snow, I lifted my hand, time slowed and I could feel my heart beating, I watched as I lifted my hand to reach out and a drop of bright blood fell on the snows crust dripping from my finger tip.
like pizza crust or anything that has to do with that like bread crust and yeah xD idk im kinda confused but yeah crust….sounds nasty but its food and foods good soo yeah .-.
i think of a sandwich. i think of the amazing cowboy sandwiches my mother makes for us on special occasions. you would not believe how good they are. i love having sandwiches with my family. sandwiches remind me of the time my family and i went to a park in nashville that was right on the water. we played and just had a great time.
Is on bread. It is also what forms over a scab. While most people do not like their crusts, I find them enjoyable. I especially love the crust that is on French or Italian bread.
peanut butter and jelly sandwiches have always been a favorite meal. the crusts aren’t always necessary, but often requested. The crust of bread, the crust of the earth, the crust of your feet, ect.
i like crust a lot. it’s fattening, but it taste pretty good. It’s actually 2 types of crust i can think of. The crust on cheese cake, which is my all time favorite and the crust on pizza. Which is one of my favorites as well… I think that’s all I have to say.
All he could do was stare at her lips. The crust seemed to flake off her mouth and onto her Caesar salad. How had he said yes to a blind date? The more she ate, or licked her lips, the more he wanted to vomit. “Excuse me, I just going to head to the men’s room” he said politely and grabbed his coat and wallet and ran out as fast as he could.
The pie was almost complete. However, it was now time for Linda’s least favorite part…The crust. Every time she and her sister made pies growing up. Linda’s crust would fall appart, when Carol’s would come together beautifully.
its found on a pizza and its really good. everyone should eat crust. crust can be gross but no one cares about that type of crust. thats like crusty underwear but who gives a shit about that? im talking about pizza crusts. like the kind thats stuffed with cheese and makes you happy inside. man i love pizza crusts. yum yum. haha it’s so delicious
The fresh crunch of freshly baked bread. The crust crisp and the bread soft and warm in your mouth. The relief of newly brewed coffee to wash it down.
The perfect way to start the day.
brown crunchy firm dry, the bit you dont want, reject, healthy, curly hair, stale, floury, ordinary, boring, a chore, ruins the sandwich, bleugh not nice