660cc- not enough inches to make a difference in Detroit, but nonetheless, this was the pimped ride of a yakuza boss, and 4 wheeled at that- turbocharged and capable of wheelspins in 3rd, the japanese knew how to shred the streets whilst saving gasoline.
egypt. libya. middle east. ever wonder why gas is getting so high? you think its obama? you tink its america? why dont you try to think outside the box. try to imagine whats going on around the world with the countries that provide this gas. we worry about gas prices, they worry about their tyrant government. how about we end the seflish thinking.
This word only brings thoughts of our dirty economy. i cannot stand that our country is so ignorant and continues to pass laws that hurt us. it is insane how our world is revolved around PAPER… why cant we all just be friends..
“And tonight our top story…Little did the boys know how contaminated the west side swamp was until they decited to play with matches, candles and gasoline. Now they do, and so does their neighborhood.”
Gasoline is an American word, one of those annoying ones were they go out of their way to say something much longer than need be. No ‘gas’ will be just fine, thats what the English refer to it as and you are speaking our lanuage, fools. Although some of your food is amazing, so you have us on that one.
The price of gas has increased an insane amount in the past few months, and, being the owner of an SUV, this makes me very concerned. It gets very pricey driving around my explorer, but I need to have it since I live way up north where it snows a lot, and I need to get through all of the snow.
The fire raged as the line of gasoline spread. Panic was everywhere, and even the firefighters were afraid to approach the monster. Smoke was spitting out into the air, screams echoing the clouds.
Sometimes I just want to cover all the memories in gasoline. I want to throw a burning match on the memories and watch them burn. I want to see it all go up in flames. I want to watch your face turn to dust, and see the smirk burn off your face. I want it all gone, nothing left but a pile of ashes.
Gasoline is used to make the cars go but I think that as smart as we are we have the technology to make gasoline obsolete and that we wouldn’t have to continue to deplete the environment for our addiction. The gasoline companies are the ones holding us back and members of congress are taking their money to make it so.
I put it in my car at the last possible second because it costs so much these days. I like the smell of it though, even though people say it kills braincells… I can’t help but indulge. It’s too bad that we depend on it so much now, I’m hoping someday we will find a much more cost efficient petrol or some other way of getting from point A to point B. Magic carpets perhaps? That would also benefit the ozone.. Just saying.
Gasoline fuels the car. The car makes the drive possible. The drive is one I miss–winding down the open highway past the cow fields and along the flat grey of the Mohawk river, near the beaten-down factories and the disconnected bridges, and then through the wilds of the upper Hudson Valley, so beautiful it could make you cry.
People do not understand that one day we will run out of gas. Maybe not in our lifetime, perhaps not even in our CHILDREN’S lifetime; but one day, someone in our bloodline is going to be affected by this. We are running out of time and resources to make a change in our world. We need to start reusing and creating renewable energy sources for our world.
stuff that America does not have enough to supply so the cost have gone up! People can not even afford to drive to work anymore due to this terrible national problem.
The gasoline dripped slowly from his fingertips. He licked his lips as he looked up at me, his eyes filling with tears, and opened his mouth as if to say something.
the price of gas these days is just outrageous. i mean seriously i moved to vegas to get a better job and some real money and all it has gotten me is LESS money because we spend it all on gas!! ridiculous i say. it should be going down but it will only go up with the summertime
It costs alot but I wish I had an endless supply. I would go everywhere with my car. People think off shore drilling is bad but I dont want gas going up any higher than it is right now. So thats what I think about it!!
They burn everything down, family, friends, neighbors, anything that might trace back to you. It’s not right, but it’s never about morality, it’s about getting the work done. When you meet his eyes, there’s a subtle flicker of regret. Amber eyes reflecting the fire that eats away at your life and loved ones. Until it’s only ashes and dry spots of gasoline that pave the floor.
Burning. the flames grew higher and higher and her screams became louder and more frenzied, filling the cold night air with it’s desperate tones. but he didn’t care… he relished in teh sound, in the smell, and the look in his eye was one of pure evil. He laughed a cruel laugh and walked away, leaving her to her firey fate.
Gasoline is fucking expensive. I’m so tired of having to pay ten cents more per gallon because I bought my 13 gallons 1 day late. Now, with my parents not fulfilling their duties (aka paying for my shit) I am poor as hell. Gasoline sucks. Gasoline smells. Gasoline will get you high. Gasoline can suck my ass. No wonder gas rhymes with ass. Is this what my GASOLINE essay is supposed to be about? A rant? Probably not. But it is now. (My roomie’s computer = random rants).
The zombies were moving in… The flames burned high from the charred shells of cars that would never drive again, Marie was screaming somewhere behind me, an explosion somewhere to my right, i rose the shotgun to the crowd of undead and fired at the slick line of gasoline setting them alight in a blaze of hellfire…
As we drive along, we notice that something is missing. The tank is almost empty. We panic. What do we do now? We’ll never make it! So I get out of the car and run. Run until I see the one word I’ve been waiting for. GASOLINE.
is a carbon hydrogen structure known as an alkene. it is use for fuel in small motor vehicles and i highly flamable. the price has been rising extremely high in the UK due to govenment tax even though barrel prices havent gone up much.
My dad has worked for Chevron for almost the entirety of my life. It meant war when we were younger, war now too. It’s expensive. It’s damaging to the environment. It made my dad work late nights for my childhood. He still works with them, in Africa. I hate gasoline.
Sometimes I just want to cover us in gasoline and light a match, so we can burn while I kiss you as we die. Sometimes that feels like the only solution to our problems. And then sometimes I feel like there is no solution at all. That living this way is the only thing that we will ever be able to do.
“Gasoline!” the street vendor shouted. “Just one dollar per gallon.” he exclaimed raising his voice. “Plus ninety nine dollars tax.” he added saying the last sentence in a barely audible tone. Angry customers surounded him screeching about a scam. He dashed away from the customers and repeated his offer to the bustling crowd around him.
I JUST had this word…that pisses me off a bit.But ANYWAYS, I just got done listening to a song called gasoline….WHAT IF a guy drank gasoline and then I threw a match at him?…..that’s be hilarious like fer real XD
Everything smelled like gasoline. He could barely breathe. “What the fuck?” he choked. Then he felt something slam into his face. It felt like a fist. He spit out a tooth but it hit the bag over his head and rolled down his chin.
gasoline. burns like a bitch. but can save you at times when you really need it. like when you’re stuck in the middle of the fucking dessert. it’s also known for it’s amazing smell and high price. where would we be in a world with no gasoline?
I observed your every move as you pumped gasoline into the car. I was doing everything I could to learn everything I could about you in those two minutes. My heart may be hurt but I couldn’t help but wonder… Wonder why it hurt so much when you stopped talking to me.
It doesn’t seem like something someone would feel if they just wanted to be “friends”.
But I wanted to stay friends. I still do. But what’s happening to me??
660cc- not enough inches to make a difference in Detroit, but nonetheless, this was the pimped ride of a yakuza boss, and 4 wheeled at that- turbocharged and capable of wheelspins in 3rd, the japanese knew how to shred the streets whilst saving gasoline.
I don’t want to write about gasoline. Well it smells kind of nice. Highly flammable I’m told. But I can’t drive so it doesn’t mean much to me.
it’s smelly, expensive, a natural resource, goes in cars, boats, and airplanes. It makes you go,it’s explosive, and dangerous.
The fuel that feeds
the source
What is it that sparks
consumes
drives
what fills the tank?
egypt. libya. middle east. ever wonder why gas is getting so high? you think its obama? you tink its america? why dont you try to think outside the box. try to imagine whats going on around the world with the countries that provide this gas. we worry about gas prices, they worry about their tyrant government. how about we end the seflish thinking.
This word only brings thoughts of our dirty economy. i cannot stand that our country is so ignorant and continues to pass laws that hurt us. it is insane how our world is revolved around PAPER… why cant we all just be friends..
“Mark?”
“Now what is it Dave.”
“Run like hell man!…the water’s on fire.”
“Go, go, go, go, go, go!!!
Later that evening…
“And tonight our top story…Little did the boys know how contaminated the west side swamp was until they decited to play with matches, candles and gasoline. Now they do, and so does their neighborhood.”
News at 11.
Its so expensive these days, whats going to happen when we run out…. If we even make it there. What if the world does end in2012….
I need fuel, I need something that will charge me up like gas does to a car.
its 389 by my apt. thats no where near as much as back home, thank goodness i don’t have a car right now!
Gasoline is an American word, one of those annoying ones were they go out of their way to say something much longer than need be. No ‘gas’ will be just fine, thats what the English refer to it as and you are speaking our lanuage, fools. Although some of your food is amazing, so you have us on that one.
the prices are high
it’s limited
we’re so lazy we need it
the smell reminds me of:
long road trips
childhood
cars
long nights
The price of gas has increased an insane amount in the past few months, and, being the owner of an SUV, this makes me very concerned. It gets very pricey driving around my explorer, but I need to have it since I live way up north where it snows a lot, and I need to get through all of the snow.
The fire raged as the line of gasoline spread. Panic was everywhere, and even the firefighters were afraid to approach the monster. Smoke was spitting out into the air, screams echoing the clouds.
gasoline
is too much
id rather walk or ride or fly, though i have no wings
there were days
with no cell phone bills
or light bills
or any bills
but is that what we really want?
Oligarchy, the major cause of corruption in society.
Sometimes I just want to cover all the memories in gasoline. I want to throw a burning match on the memories and watch them burn. I want to see it all go up in flames. I want to watch your face turn to dust, and see the smirk burn off your face. I want it all gone, nothing left but a pile of ashes.
Gasoline is used to make the cars go but I think that as smart as we are we have the technology to make gasoline obsolete and that we wouldn’t have to continue to deplete the environment for our addiction. The gasoline companies are the ones holding us back and members of congress are taking their money to make it so.
I put it in my car at the last possible second because it costs so much these days. I like the smell of it though, even though people say it kills braincells… I can’t help but indulge. It’s too bad that we depend on it so much now, I’m hoping someday we will find a much more cost efficient petrol or some other way of getting from point A to point B. Magic carpets perhaps? That would also benefit the ozone.. Just saying.
Gasoline fuels the car. The car makes the drive possible. The drive is one I miss–winding down the open highway past the cow fields and along the flat grey of the Mohawk river, near the beaten-down factories and the disconnected bridges, and then through the wilds of the upper Hudson Valley, so beautiful it could make you cry.
People do not understand that one day we will run out of gas. Maybe not in our lifetime, perhaps not even in our CHILDREN’S lifetime; but one day, someone in our bloodline is going to be affected by this. We are running out of time and resources to make a change in our world. We need to start reusing and creating renewable energy sources for our world.
stuff that America does not have enough to supply so the cost have gone up! People can not even afford to drive to work anymore due to this terrible national problem.
The gasoline dripped slowly from his fingertips. He licked his lips as he looked up at me, his eyes filling with tears, and opened his mouth as if to say something.
the price of gas these days is just outrageous. i mean seriously i moved to vegas to get a better job and some real money and all it has gotten me is LESS money because we spend it all on gas!! ridiculous i say. it should be going down but it will only go up with the summertime
It costs alot but I wish I had an endless supply. I would go everywhere with my car. People think off shore drilling is bad but I dont want gas going up any higher than it is right now. So thats what I think about it!!
They burn everything down, family, friends, neighbors, anything that might trace back to you. It’s not right, but it’s never about morality, it’s about getting the work done. When you meet his eyes, there’s a subtle flicker of regret. Amber eyes reflecting the fire that eats away at your life and loved ones. Until it’s only ashes and dry spots of gasoline that pave the floor.
Burning. the flames grew higher and higher and her screams became louder and more frenzied, filling the cold night air with it’s desperate tones. but he didn’t care… he relished in teh sound, in the smell, and the look in his eye was one of pure evil. He laughed a cruel laugh and walked away, leaving her to her firey fate.
Gasoline is fucking expensive. I’m so tired of having to pay ten cents more per gallon because I bought my 13 gallons 1 day late. Now, with my parents not fulfilling their duties (aka paying for my shit) I am poor as hell. Gasoline sucks. Gasoline smells. Gasoline will get you high. Gasoline can suck my ass. No wonder gas rhymes with ass. Is this what my GASOLINE essay is supposed to be about? A rant? Probably not. But it is now. (My roomie’s computer = random rants).
The zombies were moving in… The flames burned high from the charred shells of cars that would never drive again, Marie was screaming somewhere behind me, an explosion somewhere to my right, i rose the shotgun to the crowd of undead and fired at the slick line of gasoline setting them alight in a blaze of hellfire…
Gasoline is dinosaur goop that we use to cause explosions within steel cages atop rubber(ish) circular cylindricaloids for fun and profit.
As we drive along, we notice that something is missing. The tank is almost empty. We panic. What do we do now? We’ll never make it! So I get out of the car and run. Run until I see the one word I’ve been waiting for. GASOLINE.
is a carbon hydrogen structure known as an alkene. it is use for fuel in small motor vehicles and i highly flamable. the price has been rising extremely high in the UK due to govenment tax even though barrel prices havent gone up much.
My dad has worked for Chevron for almost the entirety of my life. It meant war when we were younger, war now too. It’s expensive. It’s damaging to the environment. It made my dad work late nights for my childhood. He still works with them, in Africa. I hate gasoline.
Sometimes I just want to cover us in gasoline and light a match, so we can burn while I kiss you as we die. Sometimes that feels like the only solution to our problems. And then sometimes I feel like there is no solution at all. That living this way is the only thing that we will ever be able to do.
“Gasoline!” the street vendor shouted. “Just one dollar per gallon.” he exclaimed raising his voice. “Plus ninety nine dollars tax.” he added saying the last sentence in a barely audible tone. Angry customers surounded him screeching about a scam. He dashed away from the customers and repeated his offer to the bustling crowd around him.
I JUST had this word…that pisses me off a bit.But ANYWAYS, I just got done listening to a song called gasoline….WHAT IF a guy drank gasoline and then I threw a match at him?…..that’s be hilarious like fer real XD
Everything smelled like gasoline. He could barely breathe. “What the fuck?” he choked. Then he felt something slam into his face. It felt like a fist. He spit out a tooth but it hit the bag over his head and rolled down his chin.
eh…. American term for petroleum. Fucking expensive. Getting more expensive. Limited resource. Smells good though. hmmm
The Liquid fuel that powers our present age of industrial might.
gasoline. burns like a bitch. but can save you at times when you really need it. like when you’re stuck in the middle of the fucking dessert. it’s also known for it’s amazing smell and high price. where would we be in a world with no gasoline?
Gas prices are high, but if you want to fly, than prices shouldn’t be what holds you back. Imagination is bliss.
I observed your every move as you pumped gasoline into the car. I was doing everything I could to learn everything I could about you in those two minutes. My heart may be hurt but I couldn’t help but wonder… Wonder why it hurt so much when you stopped talking to me.
It doesn’t seem like something someone would feel if they just wanted to be “friends”.
But I wanted to stay friends. I still do. But what’s happening to me??