He was cheap, he’d admit it. Corny pickup lines, pharmacy brand chocolates, anything to get her to notice him. She was oblivious, and was even insulted at times. Little did he know that it had little to do with the quality of the gifts, but rather the gifts themselves. It probably wasn’t the best idea to give a girl who feared chocolate some for Valentines Day.
It was itchy. The fabric was uncomfortable and folded in weird ways. It was hot and stuffy and I felt like crawling out of my own skin, just so I didn’t have to wear the damn thing anymore. Mother thought it looked nice, but to me it was nothing but a cheap piece of cloth wrapped around one uncomfortable person.
“What a cheap shot!!” Mandy exclaimed, throwing her keys onto the table. They slid straight off the edge hitting the cat before they fell to the floor. With a yelp Muffins disappeared down the hall. “That woman has NO RIGHT saying such things!!” She fumed as she jerked the refrigerator open and whipped a beer from the almost bar shelves. Cracking it open she gulped down half of it before glaring out her tenth floor apartment window and muttering under her breath. “She’ll regret it…Just you see…”
Cheap, means in expensive. also could be unwilling to share. Sometimes lowencome people are accused of being cheap. when, if I wvwr make enough money i won’t be cheap anymore,
Kristin
She took it out of her drawer. Looked at it for a long time. It brought back memories from long ago … she could still taste the cheap wine and pungent cigarillo. It wasn’t the best of times. She wanted to forget. She threw it into the trash can.
cheap things. mmm. i like cheap things, simply because i don’t like paying lots of money for things. cheap things therefore are good. at the same time, i have nice tastes – not expensive, but nice – i like nice food, nice coffee, nice wine, nice cigarettes, etc. i’m not really cheap with money. i like to share the stuff. what the hell am i going to do with it all? use it to go travelling i guess.
tomas
i like cheap thing. quality cheap thing. you know what i mean, those things you get from street vendors that look like they’d be expensive. then you bargain them down to a smaller price. a small chunk of change that you’re almost happy to spend. you feel accomplished. you brag to your friends later. “yeah look at this sick deal i just stole”
Holllllla
Cheap- cheap whore! Why do people call each other that? Is it another word for prostitute? Because, I’ve heard they’re rather expensive in fact. Prostitution is well tolerated here in the Netherlands. It’s “condoned,” as they say, so the girls get health benefits. It’s a really efficient way of doing things. Europe totally has it going on.
A girl can be cheap. Clothes can be cheap. Material can be cheap. Typically cheap is not a good attribute. Unfortunately, it often has a negative connotation. Sometimes cheap things are fun because they’re easy to play with and not feel guilty about ruining. I guess that sounds gross if you’re talking about a girl though…
lauren kay
‘your cheap’ she said, glancing over her shoulder in the store.
‘excuse me? you don’t know me.’ he said looking over his glasses.
‘you just seem like that type of person, i didn’t mean any offense. hi’ and stuck out her hand.
I don’t think life is cheap. I think it’s what people make of it that make it cheap.
Cheap’s something I find in the supermarket or Kmart (If I’m American)
I’m not cheap, unless I wanna be towards other people. But I don’t.
Sherwin
cheap? still!?
I wanted a new word. that makes me think this website is cheap!
If I were to create such a webpage, I would make it have more words, but that’s just me. :)
I like it though.
Thanks, creator! :D
Conner
Cheap. Cheap. CHeap. That’s what he was. He never simpley let the kids even have birthday parties, because it would ‘ruin his money savings’. He beat the kids, and even her, because of their whining. She hated him for it. But how could she object? he fed them…But he did little else. “I hate you!’ She screamed suddenly, grabbing her daughter and son. She grabbed them close, hissing dangerously, and pulled herself and them to the door. “Stay here..Mommy will pack. We’re leaving.”
Lyle was cheap. He was cought out by Andreea who commented about it at Cimboco one afernoon when we were having a “girlie chat” day. He was definitelly cheap, she said, and we laughed about it, because it made me feel better to know that that meant, in contrast, that she didn’t see me that way.
Kris
The one day when he didn’t arrive home when he had promised, I knew. That cheap old man was cheating. Not harmless kissing or flirting..The real thing. I kneeled and cried. I had devoted so much to him! So much….. I sobbed to myself, my youngest son coming in to hug me. He held me close and told me not to worry, that daddy would be home soon. But he wouldn’t be. How could I tell little Jackie? He was only five.. Poor lad. I wished it wouldn’t happen again. And now it was. I sobbed again. “I’m sorry, Jackie…” He only nodded, innocence of a five year old not suspecting anything. “Daddy’s…Gone for now.” I finally said to him. He moved back “Gone?” I wiped my eye. “Yes…gone.”
Cheap as chips, now why do peo[ple say cheap as chips, chips are no longer cheap, fish and cheaps well we dont want to start on them now do we. In fact nothing in life is cheap anymore except for what you find in wilkos or the pound shop. Ummm……
I’m not really that cheap. I think its because of my parents, mostly my father, who’s never really spent money. he does spend money on himself, and on his useless ventures. My mother on the other hand, does have some luxury to herself, but still is peniuous to the point where she’d rather buy some food that we probably won’t eat rather than jewelry for herself.
Fahad Huq
our love
broken furniture
camel lights
bathroom sex
destiny
“I don’t drink anything cheap, and anything money can buy is cheap. No, I will only sip the moonlight dissolved in your blood on a night of love.” (Please, never fall in love with a dracula!)
Left waiting here, the clouds looming like a damp threat; saturation spelling rot like the floorboards of an abandoned factory, life dropping away like it was a cheap comodity. Despite a mind that worked this way when her date was 2 minutes late, Glenda wondered why she wasn’t more successful with the opposite sex.
His face was a begging bowl, desperate for a morsel of love, a light coin of affection, a sprinkle of attention… anything! Then it changed to a barrel of fatal threats. A desperate neurotic lover. Cheap!
i have some cheap friends, but maybe i’m the cheapest. i don’t believe that but in some ways, i am cheap. cheap is something that i don’t try to be, and i’m mostly not, but how can i not want to keep what is mine?
i guess it’s because i like to give. the feeling of giving is great, especially when the person doesn’t know that you are going to give to them.
that’s the other thing about giving, is the surprise that accompanies it.
Glenn
Everything I’ve ever sold you, every lie you’ve sent my way – it’s all been a collage of cheap interactions to excuse us from what we never were.
Samantha
good deals, sometimes like not a good deal, cheapskate, where did that word come from? Im gonna google this one after. Cheap, Cheap, I see McD’s!!!
WESLEY
i hadn’t really thought about dying much until i got the call. neighbors started swarming in from all around us, bouquets of cheap roses and store bought cookies invading the living space that was once his. it was as though the universe had to make sure we all knew this wasn’t his place anymore. this wasn’t the home that he loved. the home that he loved was full of laughter, and music, and love- which we had unceremoniously replaced with lorazepam, knowing glances and frozen lasagnas.
so much of what we do is for nothing. we sit there and think of what we are going to buy and what we can afford and we sit there and feel the way work has been sucking the soul out of us. I say we go with out. In as much as we are out Somethings we need but most things we don’t.
Jae
It is as if he isn’t wearing anything – a mere red cloth covering barely half of his upper body and a terribly-torn shorts and old sneakers. His way of dressing clearly reflects his financial, and unfortunately, social status.
Agent
He filled her glass with bourbon. She scrunched her nose. “I’m sorry I only drink Coke and the like” she whispered softly, for fear of letting herself be heard by the other debutantes. He nodded and took her glass away, replacing it with a ceramic mug.
tira
“Cheap,” they jeered. “Whore,” “slut.”
But I was used to it. I learned to block the words out.
It almost doesn’t hurt anymore.
“You’re a cheap date”, he said to me – I laugh, “Well, you better buy me another pint then!”
somethingmoreexciting
In the foyer racks were laid out with raingear. outside in the darkening air the fog was thickening seeming as if clinging to the skin . how much? to the trader — o-o- oh as much as you think its worth – looking out at the sky – I think It’ll pass I said heading for the exit.
The woman played with the charm on her bracelet, examining it at every angle. Cheap. Cheap. Cheap. It was pretty, though, she had to admit. But still cheap. She wondered why she still wore it after all these months, all that time of waiting and wishing and hoping. But he was gone now, and this was all she had left of him and so she kept it close.
I don’t think I ever associated this word with te kind of luxury that I actually want in real life, Though if I think about it rationally, it might be the cornerstone of future civillisations, since open-source is the way to go.
Anouar
cheapness means taking the easy way out. when you’re being cheap it means that you’d rather have one night stands that you could easily forget about and that won’t effect you in the long term than try really hard for relationships with men that you really want to be with, but that may possibly hurt you. cheap means that you’ll choose something because it’s easy, like choosing a job rather than going to school.
Amanda
cheap and cheerful. the guy in the 1€ shop is certainly that. ‘hola hola’ he says when i enter and again each time i pass the end of the aisle ‘hola hola’ and then when i have made my purchases, invested my 3€, we part like good friends, ‘gracias gracias. hasta luego’
Sounds like a chick at Easter time but no it’s lack of money. Filene’s Basement is where my mother loved to shop and we were dressed with broken zips and missing buttons while she swanned round in posher garb. Cheap cheap we were cheap compared to her. Oh where are you now ghost of my past?
Diana
As you dictate my life I think to frugal ways, attempting to be different than the average, defy what I should know though I was never brought up by precious gems of any mean median or mode. If I had you as a boundary
He was cheap, he’d admit it. Corny pickup lines, pharmacy brand chocolates, anything to get her to notice him. She was oblivious, and was even insulted at times. Little did he know that it had little to do with the quality of the gifts, but rather the gifts themselves. It probably wasn’t the best idea to give a girl who feared chocolate some for Valentines Day.
It was itchy. The fabric was uncomfortable and folded in weird ways. It was hot and stuffy and I felt like crawling out of my own skin, just so I didn’t have to wear the damn thing anymore. Mother thought it looked nice, but to me it was nothing but a cheap piece of cloth wrapped around one uncomfortable person.
“What a cheap shot!!” Mandy exclaimed, throwing her keys onto the table. They slid straight off the edge hitting the cat before they fell to the floor. With a yelp Muffins disappeared down the hall. “That woman has NO RIGHT saying such things!!” She fumed as she jerked the refrigerator open and whipped a beer from the almost bar shelves. Cracking it open she gulped down half of it before glaring out her tenth floor apartment window and muttering under her breath. “She’ll regret it…Just you see…”
Cheap, means in expensive. also could be unwilling to share. Sometimes lowencome people are accused of being cheap. when, if I wvwr make enough money i won’t be cheap anymore,
She took it out of her drawer. Looked at it for a long time. It brought back memories from long ago … she could still taste the cheap wine and pungent cigarillo. It wasn’t the best of times. She wanted to forget. She threw it into the trash can.
cheap things. mmm. i like cheap things, simply because i don’t like paying lots of money for things. cheap things therefore are good. at the same time, i have nice tastes – not expensive, but nice – i like nice food, nice coffee, nice wine, nice cigarettes, etc. i’m not really cheap with money. i like to share the stuff. what the hell am i going to do with it all? use it to go travelling i guess.
i like cheap thing. quality cheap thing. you know what i mean, those things you get from street vendors that look like they’d be expensive. then you bargain them down to a smaller price. a small chunk of change that you’re almost happy to spend. you feel accomplished. you brag to your friends later. “yeah look at this sick deal i just stole”
Cheap- cheap whore! Why do people call each other that? Is it another word for prostitute? Because, I’ve heard they’re rather expensive in fact. Prostitution is well tolerated here in the Netherlands. It’s “condoned,” as they say, so the girls get health benefits. It’s a really efficient way of doing things. Europe totally has it going on.
A girl can be cheap. Clothes can be cheap. Material can be cheap. Typically cheap is not a good attribute. Unfortunately, it often has a negative connotation. Sometimes cheap things are fun because they’re easy to play with and not feel guilty about ruining. I guess that sounds gross if you’re talking about a girl though…
‘your cheap’ she said, glancing over her shoulder in the store.
‘excuse me? you don’t know me.’ he said looking over his glasses.
‘you just seem like that type of person, i didn’t mean any offense. hi’ and stuck out her hand.
I don’t think life is cheap. I think it’s what people make of it that make it cheap.
Cheap’s something I find in the supermarket or Kmart (If I’m American)
I’m not cheap, unless I wanna be towards other people. But I don’t.
cheap? still!?
I wanted a new word. that makes me think this website is cheap!
If I were to create such a webpage, I would make it have more words, but that’s just me. :)
I like it though.
Thanks, creator! :D
Cheap. Cheap. CHeap. That’s what he was. He never simpley let the kids even have birthday parties, because it would ‘ruin his money savings’. He beat the kids, and even her, because of their whining. She hated him for it. But how could she object? he fed them…But he did little else. “I hate you!’ She screamed suddenly, grabbing her daughter and son. She grabbed them close, hissing dangerously, and pulled herself and them to the door. “Stay here..Mommy will pack. We’re leaving.”
Lyle was cheap. He was cought out by Andreea who commented about it at Cimboco one afernoon when we were having a “girlie chat” day. He was definitelly cheap, she said, and we laughed about it, because it made me feel better to know that that meant, in contrast, that she didn’t see me that way.
The one day when he didn’t arrive home when he had promised, I knew. That cheap old man was cheating. Not harmless kissing or flirting..The real thing. I kneeled and cried. I had devoted so much to him! So much….. I sobbed to myself, my youngest son coming in to hug me. He held me close and told me not to worry, that daddy would be home soon. But he wouldn’t be. How could I tell little Jackie? He was only five.. Poor lad. I wished it wouldn’t happen again. And now it was. I sobbed again. “I’m sorry, Jackie…” He only nodded, innocence of a five year old not suspecting anything. “Daddy’s…Gone for now.” I finally said to him. He moved back “Gone?” I wiped my eye. “Yes…gone.”
Cheap as chips, now why do peo[ple say cheap as chips, chips are no longer cheap, fish and cheaps well we dont want to start on them now do we. In fact nothing in life is cheap anymore except for what you find in wilkos or the pound shop. Ummm……
I’m not really that cheap. I think its because of my parents, mostly my father, who’s never really spent money. he does spend money on himself, and on his useless ventures. My mother on the other hand, does have some luxury to herself, but still is peniuous to the point where she’d rather buy some food that we probably won’t eat rather than jewelry for herself.
our love
broken furniture
camel lights
bathroom sex
destiny
forgetting
“I don’t drink anything cheap, and anything money can buy is cheap. No, I will only sip the moonlight dissolved in your blood on a night of love.” (Please, never fall in love with a dracula!)
Left waiting here, the clouds looming like a damp threat; saturation spelling rot like the floorboards of an abandoned factory, life dropping away like it was a cheap comodity. Despite a mind that worked this way when her date was 2 minutes late, Glenda wondered why she wasn’t more successful with the opposite sex.
His face was a begging bowl, desperate for a morsel of love, a light coin of affection, a sprinkle of attention… anything! Then it changed to a barrel of fatal threats. A desperate neurotic lover. Cheap!
i have some cheap friends, but maybe i’m the cheapest. i don’t believe that but in some ways, i am cheap. cheap is something that i don’t try to be, and i’m mostly not, but how can i not want to keep what is mine?
i guess it’s because i like to give. the feeling of giving is great, especially when the person doesn’t know that you are going to give to them.
that’s the other thing about giving, is the surprise that accompanies it.
Everything I’ve ever sold you, every lie you’ve sent my way – it’s all been a collage of cheap interactions to excuse us from what we never were.
good deals, sometimes like not a good deal, cheapskate, where did that word come from? Im gonna google this one after. Cheap, Cheap, I see McD’s!!!
i hadn’t really thought about dying much until i got the call. neighbors started swarming in from all around us, bouquets of cheap roses and store bought cookies invading the living space that was once his. it was as though the universe had to make sure we all knew this wasn’t his place anymore. this wasn’t the home that he loved. the home that he loved was full of laughter, and music, and love- which we had unceremoniously replaced with lorazepam, knowing glances and frozen lasagnas.
so much of what we do is for nothing. we sit there and think of what we are going to buy and what we can afford and we sit there and feel the way work has been sucking the soul out of us. I say we go with out. In as much as we are out Somethings we need but most things we don’t.
It is as if he isn’t wearing anything – a mere red cloth covering barely half of his upper body and a terribly-torn shorts and old sneakers. His way of dressing clearly reflects his financial, and unfortunately, social status.
He filled her glass with bourbon. She scrunched her nose. “I’m sorry I only drink Coke and the like” she whispered softly, for fear of letting herself be heard by the other debutantes. He nodded and took her glass away, replacing it with a ceramic mug.
“Cheap,” they jeered. “Whore,” “slut.”
But I was used to it. I learned to block the words out.
It almost doesn’t hurt anymore.
“You’re a cheap date”, he said to me – I laugh, “Well, you better buy me another pint then!”
In the foyer racks were laid out with raingear. outside in the darkening air the fog was thickening seeming as if clinging to the skin . how much? to the trader — o-o- oh as much as you think its worth – looking out at the sky – I think It’ll pass I said heading for the exit.
The woman played with the charm on her bracelet, examining it at every angle. Cheap. Cheap. Cheap. It was pretty, though, she had to admit. But still cheap. She wondered why she still wore it after all these months, all that time of waiting and wishing and hoping. But he was gone now, and this was all she had left of him and so she kept it close.
I don’t think I ever associated this word with te kind of luxury that I actually want in real life, Though if I think about it rationally, it might be the cornerstone of future civillisations, since open-source is the way to go.
cheapness means taking the easy way out. when you’re being cheap it means that you’d rather have one night stands that you could easily forget about and that won’t effect you in the long term than try really hard for relationships with men that you really want to be with, but that may possibly hurt you. cheap means that you’ll choose something because it’s easy, like choosing a job rather than going to school.
cheap and cheerful. the guy in the 1€ shop is certainly that. ‘hola hola’ he says when i enter and again each time i pass the end of the aisle ‘hola hola’ and then when i have made my purchases, invested my 3€, we part like good friends, ‘gracias gracias. hasta luego’
He wore his anger like a cheap suit – too big, sloppy and unflattering.
thrifty. something I’m not. Except when it’s my own hard earned bucks. Which currently isn’t ever..because I’m a jobless hobo.
Cheap things can also have a high quality which attract many people.
Sounds like a chick at Easter time but no it’s lack of money. Filene’s Basement is where my mother loved to shop and we were dressed with broken zips and missing buttons while she swanned round in posher garb. Cheap cheap we were cheap compared to her. Oh where are you now ghost of my past?
As you dictate my life I think to frugal ways, attempting to be different than the average, defy what I should know though I was never brought up by precious gems of any mean median or mode. If I had you as a boundary