Coaster. Brevity. Be a coaster. The kind that coasts.
margie
I love using coasters to hold drinks. it is so important because if you don’t use one then you table gets all marked up with rings. Then you end up having to just get rid of the table because it is ugly and you have to spend more money on a new one.
It just becomes drama. Anyway I have a few coasters that I haven’t used at the house. Maybe I need to find them – they are wedding gifts.
Kathy
PUT YOUR GLASSES ON THE COASTER!!
Is it really that hard? There are so many things in life which you’d think are not that hard to do, and make everything so much easier. Yet still it happens: people put glasses on the table. They don’t clear their food. It’s ridiculous.
mot256
is about coming together and keeping people in touch with one anothe in so many ways
hadiza
coaster … someone who lives on the coast … seabreeze … salt spray …. West East North … sunshine, blue skies, wispy white clouds … ferry rides on a summer’s day
Jay
I slid the coaster towards her and winked. My number was written on the back. She walked seductively towards me and smiled. She pulled the collar of my shirt and gestured me to follow her. I eagerly got up and followed.
Samantha
Growing up, we had these beaten up Toulouse Loutrec coasters, with pictures of dancing women with bustles and bloomers on. I thought they had pretty legs and shoes, but weird faces. It’s funny putting your glass on a coaster like that and seeing the women’s bodies become deformed by the glass.
Kate
I got a coaster as a Birthday present. Boohoo.
Geet
Up. Sip. Down. Rings.Beads of Sweat. Cool fingers. Lemons.
Kunze
Up and down. Up and down.
He hated roller coasters. Hated them ever since he had that hot dog when he was 12 five minutes before getting on one. Down went the roller coaster, up came his lunch.
“No.” I’m not gonna ride it with you.
His 10 year old daughter pleaded with her eyes to no avail.
Martin
ride the roller coaster, enjoy the coaster
put the glass on the coaster, submit to the coaster, the coaster protects furniture from waear and damage by placing drinks, the coaster is an odd circle with shapes, sometimes, and sometimes it doesn’t, a coaster can be placed on top of a table, a tv, or any other kind of furniture
pepe
THe coaster on the table has seen it all. Every party, every football game, every family movie night. Just sitting on the table absorbing moisture from cups, bottles, mugs and such keeping those rings grandma hates off her table.
Melissa
The coffee cup filled with the memories of her mother sat on the coaster before her. As she took a sip of the warm but tasteless liquid she was flooded from head to toe wih the painful memories of how her life used to be.
Erin
He said “copter” for helicopter, the way you’d say “coaster” for roller coaster. He was my brother. A halfling. I didn’t like him. I just met him. I was late for school because this bastard needed our dad.
Maxie
I hate roller coasters. What joy is there in strapping yourself to a giant hunk of metal and letting yourself be dragged around according to the whims of phyics? I’d be the one on the carousel without a doubt. No fun in being scared to death on a regular basis. Crazy people. Or maybe I’m the odd one.
Jane
I sat alone in the empty room, save for the coffee table staring back at me. I noticed it had an old world look about it and it seemed to have had a hard life. The most notable was the coaster on top of it that it wore like a hat.
Shawn
She didn’t know she had it in her. The shrill screech of terror that left her lips as the coaster dipped it’s head at a 90 degree angle and plunged forward.
amanda
rolling in coaster doing the ride of my life. up and down from hell to heaven and from medoiocricy to perfection. life is a ride, on coaster, a rollercoaster. there are always ups and downs. if you are in down, pick yourself up and go up.
Holger
“Damn it, Yuusei, use a fucking coaster.” Jack mumbles as Yuusei is seated hesitantly upon his couch in his flat, the cup of water sitting on the glass table, dripping down onto it and dampening its surface. Jack takes a small, wooden coaster and puts it beneath the glass, noting Yuusei’s look of amusement, with raised brows and scintillating eyes.
“Really, Jack, coasters?”
“Really, Yuusei. Coasters.”
Justine
I thought it was a roller coaster. I sat upon it and waited for the thrill ride of my life. I waited and waited but nothing happened. Maybe I should have paid money first. It was a coaster to put my beer on.
ken bultman
where I put my drink
Cindy
The tiny tickle at the bottom gave me the first thrill of my childhood. Oh, roller coaster dreams ruled my nights and in summer days they enticed me, sirens of rails and wood. Coasters were beings with mystical presence, and they formed vistas in my mind; each slope a promise.
Abbey Riley
The coaster was sitting on the coffee table. I had little time to think before I picked it up and threw it at the man. It didn’t hit the gun, but it did catch his eye. Good enough. I bolted for the window and threw myself out. He’d be coming for me, but little did he know about the shears that were out back. Surprise.
Jackson Bow
I picked up a golden coaster,
Dropped the damn thing in a toaster.
Picked it up
But broke my cup
From finding it too hot to hold,
My poor hand that thing did scold
And now it’s wrinkly and old.
I should not have been so bold.
To drop my coaster, write this rhyme.
And waste everybody’s time…
SORRY :)
sammy
i ride this roller coaster because it gives me a natural hi. although because i have done so many they become a normal almost boring thing. I hope to be able to get a better hi by skydiving.
tom
Sometimes we find ourselved riding roller coasters or using coasters for our coffee or other hot beverages. The application of coasters fro our beverages keeps our coffee tables clear of harmful water stains. The application of rollercoasters allows us to be stressed beyond our normalcy to have fun.
Adam
handy for drinks, someone who coasts through life i.e. a slacker, short for roller coaster, someone who rides roller coasters,
ana
Use that coaster! We need to make sure the table stays clean, coasters are the only way. I don’t like little rings around my lovely table, so please, think first and use a coaster. I have lots of different coasters, my favourite is the simpsons one I have at work.
Craig
I may be trapped upside-down on the steel track of this week. I can feel the blood rushing to my face as my hair pulls away from my head, pointing at the earth below.
I hope nobody pukes.
r.a.
fast oh bloody hell the wind is in my hair oh lord look another loop! no, not another roll, i can’t take any more! LET ME OFF! The end, it’s coming up, thank you lord, jesus, my feet evey kitten i’ve seen. I want another go, that was too quick. Or i could put my drink ontop of it.
Chris
I went on a roller coaster once. It was terrifying. All I could think about was the scene in final destination where the roller coaster breaks and everyone dies. Yikes. I’d rather swim with dolphins or something.
Nick Gianinni
Roller coasters- each summer my dad would take us to Cedar Point on Lake Erie in OH. He would ride the roller coasters with my sister and I. My mom would go to the beach and knit because she didn’t like roller coasters. Once I took my friend on his first roller coaster ride and he was petrified, at first. Then, we rode on roller coasters the whole day.
jennifer
UP AND DOWN. AND NOW WE’RE GOING, GOING, GOING. MY STOMACH LURCHES WHEN OUR LIPS MEET, WHEN YOUR HANDS FIND THEIR WAY TO MY HEAD
IS SPINNING. I CLOSE MY EYES. MY BREATH CATCHES IN MY THROAT.
EXHALE.
kryston
I think of a coaster to protect your tables when you are placing a cool drink that has condensation. Your tables won’t have water marks!
I also think of someone is is a bit lax and is coasting by! Coasting is not always a good thing except if you are retired. :)
what about roller coaster? Fast!! Fun!! Amazing!!
Melissa
Do I need to put my drink on a coaster while riding the Loch Ness Monster? I don’t want to mess up the nice pleather seats with spillage while on the world’s smoothest roller coaster. Can my Coke take the hills and loops? Will it stay on this round circle corkboard? Only time will tell….
Melanie
I guess I don’t get crazy if someone doesn’t use a coaster when they put a glass down on a wooden table, or chair arm…but I don’t understand why it’s such a foreign concept to some people. Glasses leave rings on wood. Coastersóor a magazine or piece of junk mailókeep that from happening. Why is this so hard?
Andie
she set the glass on the coaster. she was mid-argument, only with herself of course. there was nobody else in the room. she watched the condensation fall from the rim of the glass as she waited for a response. But there was nothing, just like always. There was never any response. What was the point in being schizophrenic if you could never answer yourself?
lauren
My drinks are never nervous enough to sweat. Maybe I’m just not that threatening to them. I never thought I was that easy going of a guy but not even a beer will break out in cold shivers as I bring it to my lips. Dogs walk all over me and cats regard as though I don’t exist. I never even knew the words please and thank you until I watched an episode of Sesame Street by accident. Courtesy is something I was never informed of.
Matthew Vanderlaan
When I was young, I went on my first roller coaster. I was in Japan with my mom’s side of the family, so, my family, being hilarious, decided to put me in the scariest one on the park, with loops, and high speeds. Nevertheless, I still hate rollercoasters to this day.
Also, I realized it said coaster, not rollercoaster.
Aki
I used the coaster to place the glass on. It was a green and blue cardboard mess, slightly damp from a hefty night’s drinking. James slowly teared apart the coaster as he designed his plan of attack.
Coaster. Brevity. Be a coaster. The kind that coasts.
I love using coasters to hold drinks. it is so important because if you don’t use one then you table gets all marked up with rings. Then you end up having to just get rid of the table because it is ugly and you have to spend more money on a new one.
It just becomes drama. Anyway I have a few coasters that I haven’t used at the house. Maybe I need to find them – they are wedding gifts.
PUT YOUR GLASSES ON THE COASTER!!
Is it really that hard? There are so many things in life which you’d think are not that hard to do, and make everything so much easier. Yet still it happens: people put glasses on the table. They don’t clear their food. It’s ridiculous.
is about coming together and keeping people in touch with one anothe in so many ways
coaster … someone who lives on the coast … seabreeze … salt spray …. West East North … sunshine, blue skies, wispy white clouds … ferry rides on a summer’s day
I slid the coaster towards her and winked. My number was written on the back. She walked seductively towards me and smiled. She pulled the collar of my shirt and gestured me to follow her. I eagerly got up and followed.
Growing up, we had these beaten up Toulouse Loutrec coasters, with pictures of dancing women with bustles and bloomers on. I thought they had pretty legs and shoes, but weird faces. It’s funny putting your glass on a coaster like that and seeing the women’s bodies become deformed by the glass.
I got a coaster as a Birthday present. Boohoo.
Up. Sip. Down. Rings.Beads of Sweat. Cool fingers. Lemons.
Up and down. Up and down.
He hated roller coasters. Hated them ever since he had that hot dog when he was 12 five minutes before getting on one. Down went the roller coaster, up came his lunch.
“No.” I’m not gonna ride it with you.
His 10 year old daughter pleaded with her eyes to no avail.
ride the roller coaster, enjoy the coaster
put the glass on the coaster, submit to the coaster, the coaster protects furniture from waear and damage by placing drinks, the coaster is an odd circle with shapes, sometimes, and sometimes it doesn’t, a coaster can be placed on top of a table, a tv, or any other kind of furniture
THe coaster on the table has seen it all. Every party, every football game, every family movie night. Just sitting on the table absorbing moisture from cups, bottles, mugs and such keeping those rings grandma hates off her table.
The coffee cup filled with the memories of her mother sat on the coaster before her. As she took a sip of the warm but tasteless liquid she was flooded from head to toe wih the painful memories of how her life used to be.
He said “copter” for helicopter, the way you’d say “coaster” for roller coaster. He was my brother. A halfling. I didn’t like him. I just met him. I was late for school because this bastard needed our dad.
I hate roller coasters. What joy is there in strapping yourself to a giant hunk of metal and letting yourself be dragged around according to the whims of phyics? I’d be the one on the carousel without a doubt. No fun in being scared to death on a regular basis. Crazy people. Or maybe I’m the odd one.
I sat alone in the empty room, save for the coffee table staring back at me. I noticed it had an old world look about it and it seemed to have had a hard life. The most notable was the coaster on top of it that it wore like a hat.
She didn’t know she had it in her. The shrill screech of terror that left her lips as the coaster dipped it’s head at a 90 degree angle and plunged forward.
rolling in coaster doing the ride of my life. up and down from hell to heaven and from medoiocricy to perfection. life is a ride, on coaster, a rollercoaster. there are always ups and downs. if you are in down, pick yourself up and go up.
“Damn it, Yuusei, use a fucking coaster.” Jack mumbles as Yuusei is seated hesitantly upon his couch in his flat, the cup of water sitting on the glass table, dripping down onto it and dampening its surface. Jack takes a small, wooden coaster and puts it beneath the glass, noting Yuusei’s look of amusement, with raised brows and scintillating eyes.
“Really, Jack, coasters?”
“Really, Yuusei. Coasters.”
I thought it was a roller coaster. I sat upon it and waited for the thrill ride of my life. I waited and waited but nothing happened. Maybe I should have paid money first. It was a coaster to put my beer on.
where I put my drink
The tiny tickle at the bottom gave me the first thrill of my childhood. Oh, roller coaster dreams ruled my nights and in summer days they enticed me, sirens of rails and wood. Coasters were beings with mystical presence, and they formed vistas in my mind; each slope a promise.
The coaster was sitting on the coffee table. I had little time to think before I picked it up and threw it at the man. It didn’t hit the gun, but it did catch his eye. Good enough. I bolted for the window and threw myself out. He’d be coming for me, but little did he know about the shears that were out back. Surprise.
I picked up a golden coaster,
Dropped the damn thing in a toaster.
Picked it up
But broke my cup
From finding it too hot to hold,
My poor hand that thing did scold
And now it’s wrinkly and old.
I should not have been so bold.
To drop my coaster, write this rhyme.
And waste everybody’s time…
SORRY :)
i ride this roller coaster because it gives me a natural hi. although because i have done so many they become a normal almost boring thing. I hope to be able to get a better hi by skydiving.
Sometimes we find ourselved riding roller coasters or using coasters for our coffee or other hot beverages. The application of coasters fro our beverages keeps our coffee tables clear of harmful water stains. The application of rollercoasters allows us to be stressed beyond our normalcy to have fun.
handy for drinks, someone who coasts through life i.e. a slacker, short for roller coaster, someone who rides roller coasters,
Use that coaster! We need to make sure the table stays clean, coasters are the only way. I don’t like little rings around my lovely table, so please, think first and use a coaster. I have lots of different coasters, my favourite is the simpsons one I have at work.
I may be trapped upside-down on the steel track of this week. I can feel the blood rushing to my face as my hair pulls away from my head, pointing at the earth below.
I hope nobody pukes.
fast oh bloody hell the wind is in my hair oh lord look another loop! no, not another roll, i can’t take any more! LET ME OFF! The end, it’s coming up, thank you lord, jesus, my feet evey kitten i’ve seen. I want another go, that was too quick. Or i could put my drink ontop of it.
I went on a roller coaster once. It was terrifying. All I could think about was the scene in final destination where the roller coaster breaks and everyone dies. Yikes. I’d rather swim with dolphins or something.
Roller coasters- each summer my dad would take us to Cedar Point on Lake Erie in OH. He would ride the roller coasters with my sister and I. My mom would go to the beach and knit because she didn’t like roller coasters. Once I took my friend on his first roller coaster ride and he was petrified, at first. Then, we rode on roller coasters the whole day.
UP AND DOWN. AND NOW WE’RE GOING, GOING, GOING. MY STOMACH LURCHES WHEN OUR LIPS MEET, WHEN YOUR HANDS FIND THEIR WAY TO MY HEAD
IS SPINNING. I CLOSE MY EYES. MY BREATH CATCHES IN MY THROAT.
EXHALE.
I think of a coaster to protect your tables when you are placing a cool drink that has condensation. Your tables won’t have water marks!
I also think of someone is is a bit lax and is coasting by! Coasting is not always a good thing except if you are retired. :)
what about roller coaster? Fast!! Fun!! Amazing!!
Do I need to put my drink on a coaster while riding the Loch Ness Monster? I don’t want to mess up the nice pleather seats with spillage while on the world’s smoothest roller coaster. Can my Coke take the hills and loops? Will it stay on this round circle corkboard? Only time will tell….
I guess I don’t get crazy if someone doesn’t use a coaster when they put a glass down on a wooden table, or chair arm…but I don’t understand why it’s such a foreign concept to some people. Glasses leave rings on wood. Coastersóor a magazine or piece of junk mailókeep that from happening. Why is this so hard?
she set the glass on the coaster. she was mid-argument, only with herself of course. there was nobody else in the room. she watched the condensation fall from the rim of the glass as she waited for a response. But there was nothing, just like always. There was never any response. What was the point in being schizophrenic if you could never answer yourself?
My drinks are never nervous enough to sweat. Maybe I’m just not that threatening to them. I never thought I was that easy going of a guy but not even a beer will break out in cold shivers as I bring it to my lips. Dogs walk all over me and cats regard as though I don’t exist. I never even knew the words please and thank you until I watched an episode of Sesame Street by accident. Courtesy is something I was never informed of.
When I was young, I went on my first roller coaster. I was in Japan with my mom’s side of the family, so, my family, being hilarious, decided to put me in the scariest one on the park, with loops, and high speeds. Nevertheless, I still hate rollercoasters to this day.
Also, I realized it said coaster, not rollercoaster.
I used the coaster to place the glass on. It was a green and blue cardboard mess, slightly damp from a hefty night’s drinking. James slowly teared apart the coaster as he designed his plan of attack.