limo

June 2nd, 2011 | 486 Entries

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486 Entries for “limo”

  1. A long black car for luxury purposes. Used by rock stars and people with lot’s of money. They have originated in the USA but are used in other countries now aswell. Limo’s are loked at as a luxury for the rich and famous. Now they are easy to get acces too as everyone wants a piece of the fame game. Especially in places like Las Vegas.

    by Greg De Tisi on 06.03.2011
  2. limo brings up memories of Los Angeles, huge ones stretching out and a picture of what it could be like to drive in one. Once we did, nine of us sipping champagne and feeling that we were on top of the world instead of behind dark glass.

  3. the sign that that you are not in control of your thoughts or events. It is a bad state to be in for it means that you are uncertain as to what to do, or where to go.

  4. I was in the back of a limo with the queen when suddenly Batman pulls us over and asks for a lift. I was all like ” Dude, where’s the Batmobile? I’m trying to have a mad convo with the queen here!”

    by Megan Reynolds on 06.03.2011
  5. The night was dark and damp. The pavements glimmered in the hazy hue of the street lamps. down the road towards the cafe drove a long black limo, very slowly. it inched its way down the long narrow road like a shiny black snake. she watched from a doorway. her hear raced

    by bernice on 06.03.2011
  6. A limo; heavens what an ugly sight these vehicles are, they remind me of hearses, there’s nothing attractive or appealing about them, an abomination to every single one of my senses.

  7. When I asked for help, it appeared.
    Just across the border from Wisconsin and I had to get back to London.
    I asked the universe for help and a limo appeared;
    black, sleek and soundless…it took me where i needed to go.

  8. We all want to be famous. The glamor that has plenty of money, fame and possessions. Where stepping out of a limo is a daily occurrence, not a fantasy. But why do we aspire to fame? The true heroes are the men and women who serve in war, those who teach in classrooms and deliver our children. These are the people that deserve to be idolized…

  9. She had never been in a limo, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered right now except sleep—and food. She was starving. And, so overwhelmingly tired. After a twelve-hour work day, she had just gotten home. It was currently quarter after five in the morning, and there she stood over the trash, a watermelon slice in each hand, and tears streaming from her tired eyes. It had been a terrible day. And, she needed comfort food. As she regained composure, she gathered about two plates filled with comfort food—one with cheesecake, and the other piling high with dill pickle spears. It didn’t even matter that her purse was still on the table. She picked up the two plates and carried them to her room where she curled up, still in jeans and a bra, and sat, gently humming and rocking back and forth, consoling her misery with her odd obsessions.

  10. What i wish i could ride in with my head sticking out screaming ‘I LOVE NEW YORK!’ Yeah a limo would be pretty damn awesome with its shiny casing and ‘look at me-look at me!’ exterior. Riding in a limo- it is definitely on my things to do before i die list.

    by azi on 06.03.2011
  11. black, long, the playground of the celebrity and the wealthy. Seen at awards ceremonies. Hired out for hen parties and 12 year olds’ birthday parties. Reentering for prom. The dusty one in Philip Larkin. The white one belonging to Gatsby.

    by Molly Wright on 06.03.2011
  12. Limo, lima, IMHO only in reverse order. First thoughts on seeing “limo.” Limousine, lye-moo-zeen. Proms, but not mine. Famous people, celebrities and celebutantes. Hummer limos, are those really necessary? No.

    by Michelle on 06.03.2011
  13. wow, limo is rather unexpected. she was hoping for a verb that could steer her morning away from the R gear.

  14. Wanted a limo for prom, ended up getting a party bus instead. First got to ride in a limo when I was 16, took it to Navy Pier with my second youngest brother. I was probably more excited then he was. I’d want to arrive everywhere in a limo if I could.
    Limo.

    by Miriam on 06.03.2011
  15. It had to happen sooner or later, he thinks to himself when the long vehicle pulls up– and then drives past him until the last window is at his side. It’s a classy model done in a respectable black, a Rolls-Royce inspired make that has him re-evaluating the man’s wealth. Well, the fact that he was found at all hints at the resources available to this man’s fingertips. His sister might have stopped him but because she wasn’t around, when the driver opens the door for him, he slides inside the limo without a word but full of questions that only his birth-father could answer.

    by rinrin on 06.03.2011
  16. the man outside your house on the red ike to the train staion. he’ll introduce you to dog george. give him your pebble dashed bread and butter pudding and he’ll give you three pineapples for a fiver. take them to the old wench on top street and ask for her special brew. all will be revieled young one…

    by kyle chadwick on 06.03.2011
  17. wow he actually showed up to pick me in a limo? how adorable, i couldn’t believe my eyes, this was just like the fairy tale magic moments that i had read about and watched on movies. i guess he was a handsome bloke with a limo?

    by NKNK on 06.03.2011
  18. why are there so many fucking (excuse my french) limos in clairemont? we’re not even the rich part of san diego.
    please drive a toyota and quit trying to look flashy, kthx

  19. skinny black dress
    blue eyes
    blond hair
    and dots her name with
    hearts like it’s going out of style
    because it is
    and she’s always in style
    pretty prom queen every year
    not anymore
    so she steps out of her limo for the last time
    because now /she’s/ going out of style
    like bell-bottom jeans and big hair
    she’s going so far she’ll be
    gone.

  20. Henry and Roberta had been discussing the prom for months. Roberta understood his tuxedo’s tie and cummerbund would match her purple gown, the stretch limo would have a hot tub, and dinner at the Cordon Bleu would be sensational.

    In the end, Henry showed up wearing tuxedo print t-shirt in his dad’s Ford Festiva and took her to KFC, where he dropped a greasy chicken wing on her taffeta gown, leaving a v-shaped stain.

    But she still put out under the bleachers. She was cool that way.

  21. Every year since I was little until about the age of 14, every single birthday I had I rode somewhere in a limo. I remember when every birthday that I had was such a big deal now it seems as if my birthday isn’t even important. Maybe it’s just a getting old thing?

  22. This reminds of prom. I’ve never been to prom before, but Ihave been in a limo. It was much younger, when I went to Canada. I though limos were great, but it was rather lame. I was disappointed. I remember that vacation. I was a stupid younlin’. For example, I decided while I was on the boat in alaska to stick my hand inside the wather. I mean its summer, of course it’ll be warm… it wasnt.

    by Vivian on 06.03.2011
  23. fancy shmancy. something I would like to ride in all the time. with a driver. someday. so I don’t have to deal with traffic and get annoyed. I could just sit back, read, nap, or something else more productive than driving. at the same time, I like driving. On long trips it can be relaxing and wonderful, and I would hate to lose that.

    by c on 06.03.2011
  24. When choosing transport for our senior formal, Kayla didn’t pick the usual limo. She bypassed the fancy old cars, the Mustang, the motorcycles and the obscenely large stretch hummer. She was quite set on using her grandfather’s old Ford Falcon; if he wasn’t going to be there to share in the memories, she’d have to make her own and remember for the both of them.

  25. The long, dark limo stretched out across the shiny building filled with equally shiny people. They drank their champagne with silent disregard to their empty chatter. As one glass became two and two became three, the accident of life was unmistakeable.

    by Morgan Howell-Singleton on 06.03.2011
  26. a limo on a tuesday night all free from doug’s dad’s company and unfamiliar bars, deanne in the front with her crewcut and grubby schoolboys knees reading the cab license and asking the driver endless personal questions like a terrier journalist and doug’s talking about the sportswear company he used to have and we’re drinking african beer called mambo in great big bottles and a man in little jim’s who runs an antique shop called jacob marley says to me, you don’t belong here you know, in a shot and a beer bar and it’s like a laser beam is firing from his eyes into mine, from behind his eyes, from the centre of the universe, so clear, so simple, so direct, so pure and just like that it was all over, I walked out into the snowy night, I hailed a yellow cab the 777 one that only passes vet to vet and makes a fortune, and saved my own life

    by geraldine on 06.03.2011
  27. black, long, twisting around corners like a leather whip. I don’t want it, I don’t need it.

  28. What is society’s obsession with ‘the limo?’ Yes it is a fantastic way to express your social status and wealth, but really it is, like several other things, a superfluous materialistic expression.

  29. He pulled up in his shiny black limo, and my heart started beating faster. As he climbed out, the screaming started.

    WE LOVE YOU, JOHNNY!! MARRY ME!! CAP’N JACK, OVER HERE!! CAN I GET AN AUTOGRAPH?!

    (Yeah, I just watched the new Pirates movie…)

  30. Limo that drove noel and I to this castle in ireland we got out and looked. Around at the darkness even at night the gren hills of ireland were beautiful I couldn’t believe I was there it was all so breathless and then I looked over at my christmas my love my darling noel he was the perfect person to be here with he was my love I took his hand and we walked in the darkness together sharing the beauty and silence…it was the most perfect imperfect moment I wish I could live in for the rest of my life in a smll corner in my head. There was a candle lit table and we sat staring into eachothers eyes in the depest love that can’t ever be explained.

    by cilvia ortiz on 06.03.2011
  31. The limo pulled up to the casino. They looked at the lights and buildings, wondering if today would be their lucky day. With a round of shots of tequilla, they pulled themselves together and walked ahead to see what lady luck had in store for them.

    by Edt on 06.03.2011
  32. It was that time of year again. Late spring, with the warmth of summer just creeping into the weather here and there, at least, that’s how it was where I lived. Prom time.

  33. I love limos, ever since i was little i used to love them. when i loved HIllary duff more than anything in the world, i always used to imagine her in them when i saw them and got really excited. When i was in middle school i would sell a bunch of magazines, and then if i sold enough, we would go to the mall in a limo and everyone was jealous and it was so cool because i love

    by Paulina on 06.03.2011
  34. We waited on the curb for at least a half an hour. The blood on Chris’ forehead had already dried. Was it really worth the wait? We weren’t sure if we were still being followed, but I all I knew was that I didn’t…couldn’t walk any further. Where is that damn limo?

  35. i hoped into the limo on prom night. it was very spacious but crowed at the same time. all the things inside were to much to take in at one time. i seem to have a problem with taking things in all in at once.

    by Jose on 06.03.2011
  36. limo. limp. lipo. hmmm, travel steady in fast to a destination that gets you no where…do you enjoy the company?
    Tinted windows mirror foggy minds, dark and hidden from beautiful light

    by Christina on 06.03.2011
  37. The limo pulled up in front of the house, clashing with its run down exterior while simultaneously illuminating the distant reflection of the manor’s former glory. As the driver stepped out to ring the bell, he couldn’t help but wonder who it was that he was picking up.

  38. the window of the black limo was reflecting the trees next to the road. nobody could see what is inside so everybody had the image of a wealthy and happy person sitting on the back seat looking with disgust at them as they were walking on the pavement in their old and rugged clothes. they were thinking about the person in the limo, most probably an elegantly dressed lady holding a thin cigar and drinking champagne. their eyes could not penetrate the thick, dark glasses so they did not see the lonely eyes of the sad little girl looking at them and wishing to be one of them….

  39. Limos of disaffected filled with the deindividualized, controlled by those riding in the same, systematically with psychopathic wish of attainment.

    by Jacob Richardson on 06.02.2011
  40. The sleek, mirror-like surface cut through the hot and hazy summer air. I could hear the loud city noises through the dark tinted windows in my air conditioned luxury ride. I enjoyed riding through the crowded streets with anonymity. Passersby not knowing if I was a celebrity or not.

    by kristina on 06.02.2011