this word makes me think of ice cream on hot summer days after swimming poles and traffic cones protruding from the black asphalt rivers that the minivan boats cart across. tall circular shapes that never ever end but come to a point but live forever in the consciousness of all geometric habitants that always move forward and up, but ever circling.
zach
now that it is summer, it is possible to have a cone of ice cream without freezing to death. i myself had one ealier. but cones bring back baad memories of maths a few weeks ago doing area of a cone & it was all very confusing. it makes me laugh seeing peple eat ice cream in
bex (:
I had an ice cream cone. The man asked me how many scoops I wanted. What flavors I could have… I wanted my cone to reach for the sky, and so I tried, each scoop reaching higher, and higher. It fell, it tumbled. My ice cream tower, is no more…
M
Orange cone in the middle of the road for no apparent reason. I tried to knock it over and missed.
chriss
The shape of Leah’s head. A food eaten by children and some adults, filled with a creamy substance called Ice Cream. That sounds really good right now, actually.
Christina
The cone glowed so hot it went straight past red and turned to blue. Gary shielded his eyes but it seemed to burn right through them. He felt behind him for Marcia but couldn’t feel anything, and the loud thrumming coming through the floor broke everything in his mind apart into little bits. He felt it in his teeth. He knew he was going mad, that its final act before destroying him physically was to destroy him mentally.
Adrian
Cones are used for many things, eg. holding ice cream. I read a story about the origin of man once and his “cone” was his penis. It left an impression on me so now when I see the word cone I think penis. I once painted a cone.
Frank
I have a headache. So it doesn’t really matter what word is up there, my headache seems to dominate anything I can relate to cone! So perhaps my headache stems from unruly cones. Cones are evil and they wreak havoc on your mental status.
Indosage
A cone is an instrument of torture in cone world however in our world it is used to serve ice cream with a nice chocolate flake and some strawberry sauce, which strangely does not taste of strawberry. A cone can also be
Doug
It was orange and plastic and it stood there mocking me …I wasn’t sure whether to go around it or confront it. What is the customary response to the cone?
Put some ice cream on it and eat it, he said.
Mairi
is the avenue of attach to success. Get in the ring and let the momentum take you to glory.
Ed Trzebiatowski
Ice cream cones taste good in the summer… especially in the northeast at a trip to the park. Last year, I had one in Mississippi and it melted all over my dark green parka. After I noticed the ice cream running down the soft plastic, I turned to my wife and exclaimed that my new garment was destroyed. She smiled and asked why it mattered. We were rich.
mike
reminds me of cone from sum41, also the cones that julia steals and hoards… if anyone is a hoarder its her… that filthy cone hoarder. i could really go for an ice cream cone, my teeth hurt like a mother fucking bitch. this is quite the random word. but yes, those orange cones will never look the same to me again, ever, ever, ever. they’re just permanently ingrained in my mind as julia, there is julia written all over any cone i have seen.
Mariana
The monk spoke in a husky drawl relating to Ernie an ancient story of evil and good, an intriguing history of the struggle of a power beyond human comprehension, and finally Ernie was forced to make a decision that would affect the rest of his life.
Ernie debated, gazing at the horizon and then back into the monks unshaven face; a face of knowledge and power. Ernie chose, knowing the small cylindrical object that the monk held could determine Ernie’s future.
Instantly swept into a circle of activity, Ernie heard loud sounds, and the monk was making strange swirling motions with his hands until suddenly the sounds retreated and the monk handed him his prize.
A chocolate and vanilla twist in a cake cone.
Ernie had chosen wisely. It is better to balance these two ancient and conflicting enemies, because together they are more powerful than alone.
Ernie paid the man his $1.25 for a double scoop, and walked down the sunny street back to his suburban ranch home… living on to make more earth shaking decisions.
Trace Dominguez
The cone was in the middle of the road and I was driving fast, so fast until I hit it and all of the sudden my car made the most disgusting screeching noise so I pulled over to the side of the road as Cameron could not contain her laughter. It’s stuck! I yelled as a stuck my head under the car.
Caroline
small, round seesm to be the shape of the infamous christmas tree. christmas used to be great, i lved it, still tried to believe in santa till i was 16, so did my older sister. we had to stop when our parents broke up. kida ruins the magic for you. now i can’t wait to share the joy with my famil, when get them. cones shouldnt remind you of christmas, but they do.
roo
cone is what americans say when they’re talking about pylons.
jessica
Many spells in D&D spread out in a cone. It’s really annoying to draw on a map and when miscalculated can cause friendly fire. That makes your fellow PC’s angry. So when in doubt don’t play a mage.
Faleoh
Ice cream cones are delicious and I love them.. I once had a friend named kyle cone.. he played basketball and after we beat a team from Harrison Michigan, he valiantly stated.. Maybe next time Harrison!!.. It was rather funny and delectable.. I wish I had an ice cream cone right now.. I would eat the shit out of it..
Evan Knill
i dreamt of ice cream and musicians two nights ago, so yesterday i visited the supermarket to pick up a pint of ben and jerry’s one sweet whirled. i also purchased the new black keys album. just following my dreams …
lindsay
The idea of a cone is very odd. What is it made out of? Simply put, why do they exist. To understand the phenomenon of cone’s one has to dive deep into the mind of a cone. Cones are very dangerous indeed and without proper education, restraint, and adequate care, one is taking a very large and dangerous risk.
Jack
I have this friend who loves to kick cones. When she’s mad she kicks cones. When she’s sad she kicks cones. When she needs a good laugh, she kicks a cone. She’s stolen a few cones and stuck them in her car. She is addicted to cones. She loves cones!
Tasha
I really wanted and ice cream cone yesterday, but I decided I’d rather fit into a nice cute bikini instead. So then I ate 2 peanut butter cookies. Can’t wait till I can go the beach and feel like the biggest girl there, and I always thought I was petite.
Sarah
i hate when im at work and people run over my cones. i do like icecream cones though, they are delicious. waffle cones that is. ice cream in general is not bad, but in a cone its splendor is quite appealing. fuck cones. and bitches. get money buy icecream.
Jordan
soft and gooey, it ever so carefully slid down the V-shaped area.
i got ice cream all over my hands.
matt
Cone. Immediatly I think of ice cream – probably because it’s so hot outside! For the first time ever : )
It always makes me think of Maths for some reason. I take Advanced Higher Maths and have exams coming up soon – no doubt cones lead to many horrible and wacky equations that can be used to kill students.
JPR
headed, alien yet one of you, it will cook you bacon and eggs and means you no harm, but fears you earthly humanoids ,,for you are the alien sent to destroy coneheads, you afre the invading supertroll
joel
Ice cream is the cruelest food, insofar as I need to not eat it that regularly, but it taunts me. I’m serious. I would love to eat an assload of ice cream all the time, and yet it is impossible if I want to get back into shape. Accordingly, ice cream is the cruelest food. The most unkindest sweet of all, as it were.
Clay
Pine cones…they litter the ground underneath the tree. Most of them are a waste in that they will never become the big tall tree that dropped them. But once in a while, that long shot, a pine cone will grow into another tree. Maybe even a bigger tree.
cray
sharp point holds ice cream stops traffic controls traffic can be bright orange but mainly holds ice cream, crunchy ice cream cones, best part when you get to the bottom and there’s melted ice cream delicious dunce hat birthday hat rhymes with dome foam loan moan
:)
i would pine away for you
my broken flesh a lump beneath
you. i would like to touch you
but instead i can’t see you anymore;
you are like a volcano
with a giant cone
protecting you from my sight.
cone
cones are orange. warnings, bright beacons alerting you to caution.
life doesn’t have enough cones around the really scary stuff. births, deaths, growing up.
that is what i want for my birthday.
cones where i really need them.
bright orange.
telling me stay away!
mandy
This is actually my Grandmother’s last name, so it makes me think of her husband and his struggles as a german jew who immigrated to Columbia and then America. \
Kate
i frequently get the urge to run over traffic cones a la bruce willis, driving down LSD and getting cones to fly into the air and fall upon the identical BMW SUVs that are driving behind me.
Jennifer
ice cream… yummmmm
david… good pitcher.. .mets.. had too much fun in the bullpen once
eyes… this is part of the machine that helps you see
orange… highway construction…yuk… hate ’em
sno… great on a hot, hot day.. i love the rainbow flavor
Al Gibes
cone always remind me of ice creams. But the word can also be broken into c on e or more cryptically c/e. This can be used as a clue in a cryptic crossword.
disbeleif101
Ice cream is better in sugar cones.
T
filled with blueberry cheesecake tofuttie. running down the hand of the little boy is the first streak of blue, sticky sweetness, followed quickly by his tongue – not about to lose a minute amount of the sweet treat. Learning to take the long peripheral licks is something that takes more summers than this little one has had.
gwen essex
A cone… like an ice cream cone. Mmm, I like vanilla ice cream. Or chocolate-chip cookie dough. You know what? I just learned how to find the volume of a cone in geometry. Easier than the sphere one at least… Hmm… there are also traffic cones. I wonder if I’ll hit them when I start to drive. Hopefully not.
Rachael
It swept up like needles, spiraling sweet and into clean. Can you see the wires spinning twisting up and barbs crossed eagerly unto the tip? I am undone.
this word makes me think of ice cream on hot summer days after swimming poles and traffic cones protruding from the black asphalt rivers that the minivan boats cart across. tall circular shapes that never ever end but come to a point but live forever in the consciousness of all geometric habitants that always move forward and up, but ever circling.
now that it is summer, it is possible to have a cone of ice cream without freezing to death. i myself had one ealier. but cones bring back baad memories of maths a few weeks ago doing area of a cone & it was all very confusing. it makes me laugh seeing peple eat ice cream in
I had an ice cream cone. The man asked me how many scoops I wanted. What flavors I could have… I wanted my cone to reach for the sky, and so I tried, each scoop reaching higher, and higher. It fell, it tumbled. My ice cream tower, is no more…
Orange cone in the middle of the road for no apparent reason. I tried to knock it over and missed.
The shape of Leah’s head. A food eaten by children and some adults, filled with a creamy substance called Ice Cream. That sounds really good right now, actually.
The cone glowed so hot it went straight past red and turned to blue. Gary shielded his eyes but it seemed to burn right through them. He felt behind him for Marcia but couldn’t feel anything, and the loud thrumming coming through the floor broke everything in his mind apart into little bits. He felt it in his teeth. He knew he was going mad, that its final act before destroying him physically was to destroy him mentally.
Cones are used for many things, eg. holding ice cream. I read a story about the origin of man once and his “cone” was his penis. It left an impression on me so now when I see the word cone I think penis. I once painted a cone.
I have a headache. So it doesn’t really matter what word is up there, my headache seems to dominate anything I can relate to cone! So perhaps my headache stems from unruly cones. Cones are evil and they wreak havoc on your mental status.
A cone is an instrument of torture in cone world however in our world it is used to serve ice cream with a nice chocolate flake and some strawberry sauce, which strangely does not taste of strawberry. A cone can also be
It was orange and plastic and it stood there mocking me …I wasn’t sure whether to go around it or confront it. What is the customary response to the cone?
Put some ice cream on it and eat it, he said.
is the avenue of attach to success. Get in the ring and let the momentum take you to glory.
Ice cream cones taste good in the summer… especially in the northeast at a trip to the park. Last year, I had one in Mississippi and it melted all over my dark green parka. After I noticed the ice cream running down the soft plastic, I turned to my wife and exclaimed that my new garment was destroyed. She smiled and asked why it mattered. We were rich.
reminds me of cone from sum41, also the cones that julia steals and hoards… if anyone is a hoarder its her… that filthy cone hoarder. i could really go for an ice cream cone, my teeth hurt like a mother fucking bitch. this is quite the random word. but yes, those orange cones will never look the same to me again, ever, ever, ever. they’re just permanently ingrained in my mind as julia, there is julia written all over any cone i have seen.
The monk spoke in a husky drawl relating to Ernie an ancient story of evil and good, an intriguing history of the struggle of a power beyond human comprehension, and finally Ernie was forced to make a decision that would affect the rest of his life.
Ernie debated, gazing at the horizon and then back into the monks unshaven face; a face of knowledge and power. Ernie chose, knowing the small cylindrical object that the monk held could determine Ernie’s future.
Instantly swept into a circle of activity, Ernie heard loud sounds, and the monk was making strange swirling motions with his hands until suddenly the sounds retreated and the monk handed him his prize.
A chocolate and vanilla twist in a cake cone.
Ernie had chosen wisely. It is better to balance these two ancient and conflicting enemies, because together they are more powerful than alone.
Ernie paid the man his $1.25 for a double scoop, and walked down the sunny street back to his suburban ranch home… living on to make more earth shaking decisions.
The cone was in the middle of the road and I was driving fast, so fast until I hit it and all of the sudden my car made the most disgusting screeching noise so I pulled over to the side of the road as Cameron could not contain her laughter. It’s stuck! I yelled as a stuck my head under the car.
small, round seesm to be the shape of the infamous christmas tree. christmas used to be great, i lved it, still tried to believe in santa till i was 16, so did my older sister. we had to stop when our parents broke up. kida ruins the magic for you. now i can’t wait to share the joy with my famil, when get them. cones shouldnt remind you of christmas, but they do.
cone is what americans say when they’re talking about pylons.
Many spells in D&D spread out in a cone. It’s really annoying to draw on a map and when miscalculated can cause friendly fire. That makes your fellow PC’s angry. So when in doubt don’t play a mage.
Ice cream cones are delicious and I love them.. I once had a friend named kyle cone.. he played basketball and after we beat a team from Harrison Michigan, he valiantly stated.. Maybe next time Harrison!!.. It was rather funny and delectable.. I wish I had an ice cream cone right now.. I would eat the shit out of it..
i dreamt of ice cream and musicians two nights ago, so yesterday i visited the supermarket to pick up a pint of ben and jerry’s one sweet whirled. i also purchased the new black keys album. just following my dreams …
The idea of a cone is very odd. What is it made out of? Simply put, why do they exist. To understand the phenomenon of cone’s one has to dive deep into the mind of a cone. Cones are very dangerous indeed and without proper education, restraint, and adequate care, one is taking a very large and dangerous risk.
I have this friend who loves to kick cones. When she’s mad she kicks cones. When she’s sad she kicks cones. When she needs a good laugh, she kicks a cone. She’s stolen a few cones and stuck them in her car. She is addicted to cones. She loves cones!
I really wanted and ice cream cone yesterday, but I decided I’d rather fit into a nice cute bikini instead. So then I ate 2 peanut butter cookies. Can’t wait till I can go the beach and feel like the biggest girl there, and I always thought I was petite.
i hate when im at work and people run over my cones. i do like icecream cones though, they are delicious. waffle cones that is. ice cream in general is not bad, but in a cone its splendor is quite appealing. fuck cones. and bitches. get money buy icecream.
soft and gooey, it ever so carefully slid down the V-shaped area.
i got ice cream all over my hands.
Cone. Immediatly I think of ice cream – probably because it’s so hot outside! For the first time ever : )
It always makes me think of Maths for some reason. I take Advanced Higher Maths and have exams coming up soon – no doubt cones lead to many horrible and wacky equations that can be used to kill students.
headed, alien yet one of you, it will cook you bacon and eggs and means you no harm, but fears you earthly humanoids ,,for you are the alien sent to destroy coneheads, you afre the invading supertroll
Ice cream is the cruelest food, insofar as I need to not eat it that regularly, but it taunts me. I’m serious. I would love to eat an assload of ice cream all the time, and yet it is impossible if I want to get back into shape. Accordingly, ice cream is the cruelest food. The most unkindest sweet of all, as it were.
Pine cones…they litter the ground underneath the tree. Most of them are a waste in that they will never become the big tall tree that dropped them. But once in a while, that long shot, a pine cone will grow into another tree. Maybe even a bigger tree.
sharp point holds ice cream stops traffic controls traffic can be bright orange but mainly holds ice cream, crunchy ice cream cones, best part when you get to the bottom and there’s melted ice cream delicious dunce hat birthday hat rhymes with dome foam loan moan
i would pine away for you
my broken flesh a lump beneath
you. i would like to touch you
but instead i can’t see you anymore;
you are like a volcano
with a giant cone
protecting you from my sight.
cones are orange. warnings, bright beacons alerting you to caution.
life doesn’t have enough cones around the really scary stuff. births, deaths, growing up.
that is what i want for my birthday.
cones where i really need them.
bright orange.
telling me stay away!
This is actually my Grandmother’s last name, so it makes me think of her husband and his struggles as a german jew who immigrated to Columbia and then America. \
i frequently get the urge to run over traffic cones a la bruce willis, driving down LSD and getting cones to fly into the air and fall upon the identical BMW SUVs that are driving behind me.
ice cream… yummmmm
david… good pitcher.. .mets.. had too much fun in the bullpen once
eyes… this is part of the machine that helps you see
orange… highway construction…yuk… hate ’em
sno… great on a hot, hot day.. i love the rainbow flavor
cone always remind me of ice creams. But the word can also be broken into c on e or more cryptically c/e. This can be used as a clue in a cryptic crossword.
Ice cream is better in sugar cones.
filled with blueberry cheesecake tofuttie. running down the hand of the little boy is the first streak of blue, sticky sweetness, followed quickly by his tongue – not about to lose a minute amount of the sweet treat. Learning to take the long peripheral licks is something that takes more summers than this little one has had.
A cone… like an ice cream cone. Mmm, I like vanilla ice cream. Or chocolate-chip cookie dough. You know what? I just learned how to find the volume of a cone in geometry. Easier than the sphere one at least… Hmm… there are also traffic cones. I wonder if I’ll hit them when I start to drive. Hopefully not.
It swept up like needles, spiraling sweet and into clean. Can you see the wires spinning twisting up and barbs crossed eagerly unto the tip? I am undone.