I poured the juice into the blue glass. Same. Old. Routine. I swiped the glass off the table in frustration. The glass hit the floor, spilling pieces about. “Shit!” I screamed, as if not knowing the consequence. The juice ran over my shoes and seeped into my socks. Well, this was a new bump in my otherwise dull path.
You’ll lift a boat-shaped slice of fruit into your mouth, kissing the air as you close your lips. And you’ll bite down, you’ll press your teeth together, and you’ll taste sweet juice.
“Give it some more juice!”
“I’m giving it all she’s got, Cap’n. I can’t give ‘er anymore!”
Sometimes as fast as you’re going, when it doesn’t feel fast enough, is probably faster than it should be; any movement is better than the inevitable stall from pushing too fast.
Juice is something you drink, sometimes it is tasty sometimes it’s not. there are many types of juices in the world for instance apple juice and orange juice. some juice have certain ingredeinets in them that helps you with different health problems.i dont know what the world would be like without juice.
juice id delicious, yummy and good for you, freshly squeesed guava juice or orange juice or blueberry juice is prime in the summertime when it’s hot and you just want something to wash down the sun with. as you do swimming you drink the sweet liquid of juice, the juice of a watermelon dripping down your chin, and the sun is shining down down down
“Oh, einen Orangensaft nehme ich gern, liebes Fräulein. Sie sind ja so reizend zu mir. Schauen Sie mal, hier sind die Fotos von meinen Enkeln, sind die nicht lieblich? Fünf habe ich schon, das kleinste ist gerade erst geboren. “
jessie started her hike.the p g phone would have been nice to have because it included her compass.but,it might as well had been out of juice for all the good it could do her ‘stuck’ to her belt.she choose a walking stick and off through the woods in the general direction of the r.r. tracks she went.
I never really liked concentrated juice that much, I always found it too strong. Especially orange juice. The thing about orange juice is that most people like it, so at any function it becomes the substitute for alcohol. If you don’t like it you’re screwed.
trepidacious dew forms mucousy strings
in beads that cross your mouth
nearly fall– tremulous– tenacious at your chin.
in chagrin, my swollen eyes divert from yours, they
grope the space between my palms
and your neck and cheek, which i crave to cup
in desperate placation.
“Morning!”
The cocophany of Junes housemates chirpiness this Wednesday morning startles her.
“Err Morning, what’s up with you guys” June replies
“Nothing” Adam sighs
“Can’t we just be happy to see you, here have some juice” Jonathan hands her a tall glass of dark orange.
“Ok, thanks”
Spock’s guice, a leafy green was so good, Jim could not get enough! it was simply sublime. He wanted to drink it and he wanted it everywhere! Who would believe that a green tea juice could be so good!
Juice. Oranges. Mangoes. Fruit juice. Vegtable juice. Yum. This is the type of thing I think of thanks to the word “Juice”. I think of citrus fruit, rather than bananas or some other sweet, not tangy fruit. Although I don’t doubt there is banana juice, I prefer citrus.
The juice set in the center of the table separating my parents. You could see how angry they were, their jaws clenched. With every move there was so much agitation. How much longer could we go on like this? Eventually they would have to start speaking again, right?
juice.
the burst of flavor on the tip of your tongue from the ripest, juiciest fruit. the splash of flavor on your tongue from the ripest, juiciest fruit. the explosion of flavor on your tongue from the ripest, juiciest fruit.
juice.
juice.
juice.
XD
orange juice, tropicana advert set in New York- How do you like your eggs in the morning? I like mine with a kiss.
Pop= fizzy juice in England.
Manual squeezers- lakeland plastics…
I like orange and mango juice, Tropicana is my favourite brand of juice and juice with bits is ok.
i l ove juice. its is sweet. it makse body. i love apple juice a lot. juices are rich in nutrients and should be taken with food. juices can be concentrated an
Jummy I’d like some orange juice especially with a hangover. Oh yeah, I do love parties but I don’t like mixed drinks they’re for the picky girls. not that i’m not picky, i’m just not spoiled. i like beer.
i’m so tired of people asking
who’s got the juice
i’d love for my life to change
but sometimes i wonder
what’s the use
maybe it’s been too long,
and i’ve just gotten used
to this.
juice. the fruit of my life. i juice my brains until i can no longer function. and i’m just a child on the verge of being juice-less. this world cares to much about the juice they’re bringing home
I opened the carton and poured it into my cup. I never thought this little glass of juice could taste so good. So refreshing. I guess after you’ve been stranded that long, anything tastes good. It’s good to be back home.
The grapefruit juice dribbled down my chin in a sticky river. I cherished the flavors of tang and honey and heaven all encapsuled in tender bites of fruit. It was the most delicious thing I’d eaten in years.
Juice. The first thing I think is apple juice, the sweet yellow color of it, and the flavor. Marghe always had some kind of juice for her school snack. Karen offers me juice when I went there, so long ago. It’s surprising how many memories juice brings to mind. My old house. Cider. Thanksgiving. My grandfather. I wouldn’t like to write so many cliche’ s about memories, but there you are. Maybe someone will read this,
and they will
think
of
me.
Juice. That reminds me of making lemonade with my Aunt Jo. We would use a juicer at her house and make delicious lemonade every time we visited. I loved using the juicer that looked like a canary. I loved spending time with my Aunt Jo. She is such a beautiful person, and I am lucky to have her in my life.
He grabbed a glass of grape juice and sipped it slowly, the way he sips wine. The party was alcohol-free, but he wished that he was holding a classy glass of wine instead of the bland juice. It’s just not his style. Wine would at least make him feel a little romantic.
i don’t know what to say about juice. i stole a juice box from my little sister today…does that count? it was apple juice. she loves apple juice. but she was ok with it since it was an excuse to get a new one…more juice for her.
“I don’t know when they’ll sign, it all depends on-”
A thud, a splash, a twisting of panic. Brian’s wide blue eyes were watching her, his socks soaking up the puddle of cranberry juice. His two-year-old posture hunched like she had kicked him just by turning.
A glass of juice had fallen off the table. And the glittery shards of the glass had mixed with the red juice, making it look that there was blood all over the floor.
I poured the juice into the blue glass. Same. Old. Routine. I swiped the glass off the table in frustration. The glass hit the floor, spilling pieces about. “Shit!” I screamed, as if not knowing the consequence. The juice ran over my shoes and seeped into my socks. Well, this was a new bump in my otherwise dull path.
You’ll lift a boat-shaped slice of fruit into your mouth, kissing the air as you close your lips. And you’ll bite down, you’ll press your teeth together, and you’ll taste sweet juice.
orange,apple,grape,delicious,in a glass, punch,
“Give it some more juice!”
“I’m giving it all she’s got, Cap’n. I can’t give ‘er anymore!”
Sometimes as fast as you’re going, when it doesn’t feel fast enough, is probably faster than it should be; any movement is better than the inevitable stall from pushing too fast.
Juice is something you drink, sometimes it is tasty sometimes it’s not. there are many types of juices in the world for instance apple juice and orange juice. some juice have certain ingredeinets in them that helps you with different health problems.i dont know what the world would be like without juice.
there are a lot of juices that I know of. here are a few pineapple apple orange lemamade and mango.
hope you can read this sometime.
P.S.(hope you try at least one!!!!!!!!)
juice id delicious, yummy and good for you, freshly squeesed guava juice or orange juice or blueberry juice is prime in the summertime when it’s hot and you just want something to wash down the sun with. as you do swimming you drink the sweet liquid of juice, the juice of a watermelon dripping down your chin, and the sun is shining down down down
“Oh, einen Orangensaft nehme ich gern, liebes Fräulein. Sie sind ja so reizend zu mir. Schauen Sie mal, hier sind die Fotos von meinen Enkeln, sind die nicht lieblich? Fünf habe ich schon, das kleinste ist gerade erst geboren. “
there are a lot of juices that i know of. here are a few pineapple apple orange and mango.
jessie started her hike.the p g phone would have been nice to have because it included her compass.but,it might as well had been out of juice for all the good it could do her ‘stuck’ to her belt.she choose a walking stick and off through the woods in the general direction of the r.r. tracks she went.
I never really liked concentrated juice that much, I always found it too strong. Especially orange juice. The thing about orange juice is that most people like it, so at any function it becomes the substitute for alcohol. If you don’t like it you’re screwed.
trepidacious dew forms mucousy strings
in beads that cross your mouth
nearly fall– tremulous– tenacious at your chin.
in chagrin, my swollen eyes divert from yours, they
grope the space between my palms
and your neck and cheek, which i crave to cup
in desperate placation.
“Morning!”
The cocophany of Junes housemates chirpiness this Wednesday morning startles her.
“Err Morning, what’s up with you guys” June replies
“Nothing” Adam sighs
“Can’t we just be happy to see you, here have some juice” Jonathan hands her a tall glass of dark orange.
“Ok, thanks”
I fucking love juice.
The colder you are the more I want you
And as I fold into your refresh-
Your decay is inevitable
Spock’s guice, a leafy green was so good, Jim could not get enough! it was simply sublime. He wanted to drink it and he wanted it everywhere! Who would believe that a green tea juice could be so good!
Juice. Oranges. Mangoes. Fruit juice. Vegtable juice. Yum. This is the type of thing I think of thanks to the word “Juice”. I think of citrus fruit, rather than bananas or some other sweet, not tangy fruit. Although I don’t doubt there is banana juice, I prefer citrus.
The juice set in the center of the table separating my parents. You could see how angry they were, their jaws clenched. With every move there was so much agitation. How much longer could we go on like this? Eventually they would have to start speaking again, right?
juice.
the burst of flavor on the tip of your tongue from the ripest, juiciest fruit. the splash of flavor on your tongue from the ripest, juiciest fruit. the explosion of flavor on your tongue from the ripest, juiciest fruit.
juice.
juice.
juice.
XD
The juice was goog i had oranage juice the juice was in the fridge it tasted funny
orange juice, tropicana advert set in New York- How do you like your eggs in the morning? I like mine with a kiss.
Pop= fizzy juice in England.
Manual squeezers- lakeland plastics…
I like orange and mango juice, Tropicana is my favourite brand of juice and juice with bits is ok.
i l ove juice. its is sweet. it makse body. i love apple juice a lot. juices are rich in nutrients and should be taken with food. juices can be concentrated an
Jummy I’d like some orange juice especially with a hangover. Oh yeah, I do love parties but I don’t like mixed drinks they’re for the picky girls. not that i’m not picky, i’m just not spoiled. i like beer.
i’m so tired of people asking
who’s got the juice
i’d love for my life to change
but sometimes i wonder
what’s the use
maybe it’s been too long,
and i’ve just gotten used
to this.
there is many types of juice in the world. there is mango juice, apple juice and I even once saw a papaya juice!
I really like juice. Especially apple, but I also like orange to. Our family doesn’t drink juice much, so juice is a rare treat.
orange juice apple juice tropical fruit juice, make killer punch? hangover cure liquid.. cold cure liquid, fruityyyy
juice. the fruit of my life. i juice my brains until i can no longer function. and i’m just a child on the verge of being juice-less. this world cares to much about the juice they’re bringing home
I opened the carton and poured it into my cup. I never thought this little glass of juice could taste so good. So refreshing. I guess after you’ve been stranded that long, anything tastes good. It’s good to be back home.
The grapefruit juice dribbled down my chin in a sticky river. I cherished the flavors of tang and honey and heaven all encapsuled in tender bites of fruit. It was the most delicious thing I’d eaten in years.
The essence of one’s life. The energy, the soul, the freshness and the naturality. The most vulnerable spot.
Juice. The first thing I think is apple juice, the sweet yellow color of it, and the flavor. Marghe always had some kind of juice for her school snack. Karen offers me juice when I went there, so long ago. It’s surprising how many memories juice brings to mind. My old house. Cider. Thanksgiving. My grandfather. I wouldn’t like to write so many cliche’ s about memories, but there you are. Maybe someone will read this,
and they will
think
of
me.
tigthly-packed, fresh, squeezed till death, the life of fruit/vegs
Juice. That reminds me of making lemonade with my Aunt Jo. We would use a juicer at her house and make delicious lemonade every time we visited. I loved using the juicer that looked like a canary. I loved spending time with my Aunt Jo. She is such a beautiful person, and I am lucky to have her in my life.
He grabbed a glass of grape juice and sipped it slowly, the way he sips wine. The party was alcohol-free, but he wished that he was holding a classy glass of wine instead of the bland juice. It’s just not his style. Wine would at least make him feel a little romantic.
i don’t know what to say about juice. i stole a juice box from my little sister today…does that count? it was apple juice. she loves apple juice. but she was ok with it since it was an excuse to get a new one…more juice for her.
“I don’t know when they’ll sign, it all depends on-”
A thud, a splash, a twisting of panic. Brian’s wide blue eyes were watching her, his socks soaking up the puddle of cranberry juice. His two-year-old posture hunched like she had kicked him just by turning.
She clasped the glass
the condensation crawled
over the finger nails, down to the floor
She slipped and slurped
and licked the rim
I couldn’t have dreamt of a better thing
hmmm orange! piña, mamey, agua, hielo, fresco, rico, super ricoooooooooooooooo
A glass of juice had fallen off the table. And the glittery shards of the glass had mixed with the red juice, making it look that there was blood all over the floor.