He was sitting in a room alone. Drip. Drip. Drip. The water hitting the bottom of the bucket drove him crazy. He couldn’t THINK with that sound. Drip. Drip. Drip.
Brittany
bucket
This is full of water. The bucket tips and the water is spilled on the ground.
The bucket fills up again with ipods. We wash the dishes in four buckets. They all have different uses and they all have a different water temperature.
sam
This is the worst word ever to write about. Bucket? Really? Okay, what about a bucket list? I have one of those. I think everyone should. Go jump out of an airplane before you die.
Brittany
Something that may be physical to use to hold something, or something that can be used figuratively to use to keep mental notes of what it is that you want to do in life or accomplish.
Christina
Well a bucket is often associated with water, transporting liquid and such. Theyre pretty damn usefull. Often made of metal. 3 iron ingots in minecraft and can be used to carry lava or water!! and milk!!! omg milk.
Cameron Barrett
Bucket. It will hold your rain or your confectionaries. Whichever one you prefer. You might prefer for it to hold a real thing like the rain. I don’t even think confectionaries is a thing. Just an imaginary word that sounded right at the moment. But rain is real. It’s not exactly solid but its life sustaining. Its wonderful and miraculous. And just imagine what else that bucket could hold. Maybe there’s a bouquet of flowers you just receive from a boyfriend or wife or whomever that needs a home. Or maybe you bought too many coffee beans and you need a place to store them until you can French press them into a delectable drink.
Paloma
I have a bucket list with a lot of people. They all have penises though. It’s kinda cute, because they all think that they’re gonna do cute things with me, when really it’s not gonna happen. I feel bad, but what’s a girl to do? Fuck it.
jhoffschwizzle
It is an object used to cantain many small things are a measureable amount of liquid. When I hear it I think of water in a bucket after rainfall.
Jaimey
He had the chance to be there, and he left me in the pouring rain. He looked down at the blemished sidewalk instead of looking into my confused, hurt eyes. He didn’t stop me from leaving. He let me go. And in that one pure action, I had to let him go too.
One bucket of strawberries….now would that be enough?? Surely not another one was needed for the jam she was planning on making. The buckets were big ones….and the berries were almost all squashed by the time she filled it up.
Bucket list. – I don’t have one yet.
Kick the bucket – haven’t done that yet.
What is a bucket – a receptacle, usually with a handle, although I have a couple without. A bucket makes a fantastically cheap drum for a child to annoy its parents with.
Betty Barker
i lived in that bucket for 20 years, me and my worm friends. we shared an apartment – 2063, i believe. oh, the memories. i remember this one time we realized our apartment complex was just a bucket and we moved out. that was really good, i’m glad that happened. i just wish i could find a new home.
the bucket was filled with her blood. She dazed carfully into the eyes of her lover and gasped in excitment. It was at that moment that their lives came together in a most significant way. Never before had the couple felt such a longing for eachother. They go at it hot and heavy, the mustard was off the hotdog.
matt
Kick the Bucket. First thing that came to mind.
Well, there’s miles and miles before I sleep and do exactly that so here’s to it.
You reading this might as well do the same and keep going. No sense in kicking anything but the curb.
when i think of this word i think of writing a bucket list, which makes up the things that i wanna do before i die. i have already completed some of the stuff but i have a lot more to go. I can constantly alter the list at any time and change it to meet my needs as I grow in my development.
Buckets…they’re buckets? I don’t know, haha. There’s a cliché that’s “Can’t carry a tune in a bucket.” First thing that popped into my head. It also describes me…I wish I could sing. I can play the piano though. That’ll have to do. UUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm……………buuuuuuuuuuuckeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeettttttttttttttttttttttsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. bucketsbucketsbucketsbucketsbuckets.b
Sarah
something that you put things in like rain, toys, beach items. a bucket helps you build sand castles. buckets are for helping you wash your car. buckets i don’t know exactly what to write.
Tammy
The once was a little red bucket. He didn’t have many friends. All the silver buckets made fun of him for being read. One day he filled them all with boiling hot water and they all melted into little puddles of plastic.
Edith
it was hot that day when i found the bucket it was bright red and ill never forget about it. what was inside that bucket was a head of a rotting face or a man that used to work in town. he was the clerk at the market he had gone missing several days ealier and the rest of his body was found the following day
danielle
The bucket sat curiously on the edge of the sidewalk. It had been there for at least an hour, as I didn’t notice it when I left the house earlier. When I approached, the bucket began to shake. The sounds coming from the inside were small gurgles.
There are several things on my bucket list:
1. Go to Japan
2. Attend a ONE OK ROCK concert.
3. Go to Europe
4. Have an artwork hung in a gallery.
5. Learn Ba Gua,
Strea
Buckets. They make me think of the beach and childhood. Because sandcastles are so innocent, like the pillar of summer youth. They never last, either swept away by the sea or crumbles in your hands. That might be whats so great about them. They’re beautiful in that moment, ne
S Dobson
Not much to say here. Other than my roommate played Mario & Wario once, where he had to guide Mario who was wearing a bucket on his head. Similar buckets appeared in Yoshi’s Island.
Wackerly
A bucket. A simple childhood toy that one would take to the beach. Then again, its also useful for taking things place to place while gardening in your prime, while building your first house, for taking water back to your campsite when camping with your family. How about those in third world countries who use buckets everyday to carry their water. Buckets are great.
Kjw
bucket. plastic bag made solid fill me with your tears and I” tell you my fears I can’t remember when i started wearing a bucket on my head when i was a kid it was i used to call myself hammon oldes for some reason and terrify my aunty.
Richard
“That’s buckets,” he said, noting in his own slang how neat my new haircut was. Surprised he’d noticed, I smiled inwardly, glad to have finally caught the attention of the unattainable.
Bucket list. I don’t have much on my bucket list. I touched a dolphin the other week. That had to have been on it. I’d like to get married. In Disney World! I have got to visit Europe too! Those are my roots there.
Stephanie
and the bucket slowly filled,
over the red brim,
with my tears.
the ones i cried for you,
for days on end,
until i realized you wouldn’t return.
i grew up,
realized that bucket was just a toy,
and that you didn’t matter.
and neither did the tears,
that overflowed,
as i drowned.
Amanda
There is a bucket which is a rusty silver and it’s carried by an old man who lives down on Drummond Place. He is smells weird and is rude to the kids, but he takes care of his cats and is very generous to his mother. His bucket was a hand-me-down from his favorite uncle, who died 50 years ago during the Last War.
Curtis
When I think of a bucket,I thought of puking. Puking always reminds me of my first night drinking legally (cliche, i know) but I threw up for 40 minutes outside in an alley while a homeless man tried to converse with me. This is far worse than talking about a bucket.
My bucket list only has three things on it:
1. Have kids.
2. Fall in love.
3. Have really nice days. :)
Harrison Hall
the water flowed out of the bucket. serenely. clearly. peacefully. the ice cold water, crystal-clear, rushed into the well like the water from niagra falls.
meaghan
i need one shiney and purple plastic and soft .
Angie
A bucket list. How amazing that is right? That people want to PLAN what they want to do before they die. How beautiful. They dont want to go, but they want to have experiences and yeah. I think it’s great. But is is sad, because what if it doesn’t happen? Will they think in the after life, if there is the one, that they regret not trying harder to do things or giving up other things to complete their bucket list?
emily
There was a dull noise as the cold, silver bucket rolled around on the tile floors. He must have kicked it when he got up. He didn’t realize the roof was caving in all around him, he was too busy spending his evenings drunk on the sofa.
JENNY
Bucket list. Of all the things I want to do before I die, that roadtrip is foremost in my mind. Your smiling face as we sail down the highway is the best thing I can imagine. I think of it before I sleep. We said Highway to Hell was a must, right?
I want to fill a bucket of my tears and throw them on the people who caused them while saying take back what you have done to me. I am stronger than this I am stronger than you and I have all the potential to succeed in life. I won’t let you take my bucket of wisdom away from me. This is mu
Ariel
i used to play with buckets. fill them with water, pour it out, and fill it up again. As a child that could entertain my sister and me for hours. We’d dump rocks and dirt in the bottom just to see what would happen. Sometimes we’d fill them with water and sand from the bottom of the stream, and see how many crawl dads we could catch in the day.
He was sitting in a room alone. Drip. Drip. Drip. The water hitting the bottom of the bucket drove him crazy. He couldn’t THINK with that sound. Drip. Drip. Drip.
bucket
This is full of water. The bucket tips and the water is spilled on the ground.
The bucket fills up again with ipods. We wash the dishes in four buckets. They all have different uses and they all have a different water temperature.
This is the worst word ever to write about. Bucket? Really? Okay, what about a bucket list? I have one of those. I think everyone should. Go jump out of an airplane before you die.
Something that may be physical to use to hold something, or something that can be used figuratively to use to keep mental notes of what it is that you want to do in life or accomplish.
Well a bucket is often associated with water, transporting liquid and such. Theyre pretty damn usefull. Often made of metal. 3 iron ingots in minecraft and can be used to carry lava or water!! and milk!!! omg milk.
Bucket. It will hold your rain or your confectionaries. Whichever one you prefer. You might prefer for it to hold a real thing like the rain. I don’t even think confectionaries is a thing. Just an imaginary word that sounded right at the moment. But rain is real. It’s not exactly solid but its life sustaining. Its wonderful and miraculous. And just imagine what else that bucket could hold. Maybe there’s a bouquet of flowers you just receive from a boyfriend or wife or whomever that needs a home. Or maybe you bought too many coffee beans and you need a place to store them until you can French press them into a delectable drink.
I have a bucket list with a lot of people. They all have penises though. It’s kinda cute, because they all think that they’re gonna do cute things with me, when really it’s not gonna happen. I feel bad, but what’s a girl to do? Fuck it.
It is an object used to cantain many small things are a measureable amount of liquid. When I hear it I think of water in a bucket after rainfall.
He had the chance to be there, and he left me in the pouring rain. He looked down at the blemished sidewalk instead of looking into my confused, hurt eyes. He didn’t stop me from leaving. He let me go. And in that one pure action, I had to let him go too.
Oi
One bucket of strawberries….now would that be enough?? Surely not another one was needed for the jam she was planning on making. The buckets were big ones….and the berries were almost all squashed by the time she filled it up.
Bucket list. – I don’t have one yet.
Kick the bucket – haven’t done that yet.
What is a bucket – a receptacle, usually with a handle, although I have a couple without. A bucket makes a fantastically cheap drum for a child to annoy its parents with.
i lived in that bucket for 20 years, me and my worm friends. we shared an apartment – 2063, i believe. oh, the memories. i remember this one time we realized our apartment complex was just a bucket and we moved out. that was really good, i’m glad that happened. i just wish i could find a new home.
the bucket was filled with her blood. She dazed carfully into the eyes of her lover and gasped in excitment. It was at that moment that their lives came together in a most significant way. Never before had the couple felt such a longing for eachother. They go at it hot and heavy, the mustard was off the hotdog.
Kick the Bucket. First thing that came to mind.
Well, there’s miles and miles before I sleep and do exactly that so here’s to it.
You reading this might as well do the same and keep going. No sense in kicking anything but the curb.
when i think of this word i think of writing a bucket list, which makes up the things that i wanna do before i die. i have already completed some of the stuff but i have a lot more to go. I can constantly alter the list at any time and change it to meet my needs as I grow in my development.
Buckets…they’re buckets? I don’t know, haha. There’s a cliché that’s “Can’t carry a tune in a bucket.” First thing that popped into my head. It also describes me…I wish I could sing. I can play the piano though. That’ll have to do. UUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm……………buuuuuuuuuuuckeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeettttttttttttttttttttttsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. bucketsbucketsbucketsbucketsbuckets.b
something that you put things in like rain, toys, beach items. a bucket helps you build sand castles. buckets are for helping you wash your car. buckets i don’t know exactly what to write.
The once was a little red bucket. He didn’t have many friends. All the silver buckets made fun of him for being read. One day he filled them all with boiling hot water and they all melted into little puddles of plastic.
it was hot that day when i found the bucket it was bright red and ill never forget about it. what was inside that bucket was a head of a rotting face or a man that used to work in town. he was the clerk at the market he had gone missing several days ealier and the rest of his body was found the following day
The bucket sat curiously on the edge of the sidewalk. It had been there for at least an hour, as I didn’t notice it when I left the house earlier. When I approached, the bucket began to shake. The sounds coming from the inside were small gurgles.
There are several things on my bucket list:
1. Go to Japan
2. Attend a ONE OK ROCK concert.
3. Go to Europe
4. Have an artwork hung in a gallery.
5. Learn Ba Gua,
Buckets. They make me think of the beach and childhood. Because sandcastles are so innocent, like the pillar of summer youth. They never last, either swept away by the sea or crumbles in your hands. That might be whats so great about them. They’re beautiful in that moment, ne
Not much to say here. Other than my roommate played Mario & Wario once, where he had to guide Mario who was wearing a bucket on his head. Similar buckets appeared in Yoshi’s Island.
A bucket. A simple childhood toy that one would take to the beach. Then again, its also useful for taking things place to place while gardening in your prime, while building your first house, for taking water back to your campsite when camping with your family. How about those in third world countries who use buckets everyday to carry their water. Buckets are great.
bucket. plastic bag made solid fill me with your tears and I” tell you my fears I can’t remember when i started wearing a bucket on my head when i was a kid it was i used to call myself hammon oldes for some reason and terrify my aunty.
“That’s buckets,” he said, noting in his own slang how neat my new haircut was. Surprised he’d noticed, I smiled inwardly, glad to have finally caught the attention of the unattainable.
Bucket list. I don’t have much on my bucket list. I touched a dolphin the other week. That had to have been on it. I’d like to get married. In Disney World! I have got to visit Europe too! Those are my roots there.
and the bucket slowly filled,
over the red brim,
with my tears.
the ones i cried for you,
for days on end,
until i realized you wouldn’t return.
i grew up,
realized that bucket was just a toy,
and that you didn’t matter.
and neither did the tears,
that overflowed,
as i drowned.
There is a bucket which is a rusty silver and it’s carried by an old man who lives down on Drummond Place. He is smells weird and is rude to the kids, but he takes care of his cats and is very generous to his mother. His bucket was a hand-me-down from his favorite uncle, who died 50 years ago during the Last War.
When I think of a bucket,I thought of puking. Puking always reminds me of my first night drinking legally (cliche, i know) but I threw up for 40 minutes outside in an alley while a homeless man tried to converse with me. This is far worse than talking about a bucket.
My bucket list only has three things on it:
1. Laugh the loudest.
2. Have a bunch of kids.
3. Have a nice day, again and again and again.
My bucket list only has three things on it:
1. Have kids.
2. Fall in love.
3. Have really nice days. :)
the water flowed out of the bucket. serenely. clearly. peacefully. the ice cold water, crystal-clear, rushed into the well like the water from niagra falls.
i need one shiney and purple plastic and soft .
A bucket list. How amazing that is right? That people want to PLAN what they want to do before they die. How beautiful. They dont want to go, but they want to have experiences and yeah. I think it’s great. But is is sad, because what if it doesn’t happen? Will they think in the after life, if there is the one, that they regret not trying harder to do things or giving up other things to complete their bucket list?
There was a dull noise as the cold, silver bucket rolled around on the tile floors. He must have kicked it when he got up. He didn’t realize the roof was caving in all around him, he was too busy spending his evenings drunk on the sofa.
Bucket list. Of all the things I want to do before I die, that roadtrip is foremost in my mind. Your smiling face as we sail down the highway is the best thing I can imagine. I think of it before I sleep. We said Highway to Hell was a must, right?
I want to fill a bucket of my tears and throw them on the people who caused them while saying take back what you have done to me. I am stronger than this I am stronger than you and I have all the potential to succeed in life. I won’t let you take my bucket of wisdom away from me. This is mu
i used to play with buckets. fill them with water, pour it out, and fill it up again. As a child that could entertain my sister and me for hours. We’d dump rocks and dirt in the bottom just to see what would happen. Sometimes we’d fill them with water and sand from the bottom of the stream, and see how many crawl dads we could catch in the day.