Why do I always get the word “couch” when I play this game? Does it ever give you other words? I want to write about other things besides couches. I wish I knew how to get a variety of words to write about. Maybe a chair. Or a table. Even a bed would be fine. Or just go totally nuts and have a word like “salt.”
Haley Blaisdale
I ;pve couches. I used to have a fuzy blue one. they’re awesome. I have a blue polka dot one now. it’s in front of the TV. I don’t know what to say about couches now. heheh couch potato! mental image<3 ahhh. this is entertaining. what happens now?
ashley
sitting on my couch i was watching tv. the phone was ringing but i wanted to ignore it. no one else was home. i was alone. sitting on my couch i enjoyed the silence as i clicked the tv off. my kittens were sleeping near the window as i sat on my couch. i didnt want this peaceful time on my couch to end. it was relaxing. calming. it gave me time to think.
Haley Blaisdale
I remember the time we had sex on the couch in my living room. Things used to be so passionate, so carefree. and then i wasn’t good enough anymore. but you see, it wasn’t me, it was you. and i’ve come to terms with that. but part of me is still sorry i couldn’t be enough for you.
Nicol
sitting on the couch it’s time to go to bed, late at night, she feels too lazy goes up the stairs. So she continues to play with her computer as does he
emma
soft leather embrace, coffee and cream, low level hum of cafe noise. one person’s doing a crossword, someone else arranging a holiday. i feel peaceful, watching the world go by. watching everyone else arrange their lives moment by moment. wondering if i will go back outside to start living mine.
I quickly launched the pillow, and it landed with a satisfying thud on his head. He laughed and tried to make a serious face. “It’s ON” he said. I jumped behind the couch, laughing, and hoping that his pillow projectiles would not find their target.
Renee
i sat on the couch and it was very soft but springy too. It had a sleeping cat next to it and a dog on the other coushin. The couch was very large and comfy. There was a hobo sleeping on the arm of the couch. The couch’s color is blue with red stripes. I dont know why that is the color but it is.
Olivia
She sat on the couch and watched tv. She sipped on a chilled bottle of coke when the channel suddenly flipped to a rather fuzzy, blurry screen. “What could it be,” she thought.
SJP
Robert slumped over sideways, resting his head on Margaret’s thigh. It was two hours later when she laughed and dumped her ice tea on his face to wake him him. He ended up late for his job interview that day and smelling of her favorite tea with the longes title he’d never remember.
The couch sat in the corner, old and worn down from years of people sitting upon it. It was lonely and forgotten. The couch seemed to come apart at the seems, making people stay away- but all it ever wanted was company.
Lazeing on my couch in a summer haze, damn i really miss beautiful summer days. the way that the sun would hit my window and make the crescendos of light cast against my bed post. sipping light drinks with my love in the setting summer sun. all those times we had late night fun all those times are done. the falling of winter is bout to be full of future fears. my un dying love is frozen
ROxxan
It curved me comfortably. This is most likely the only place i’ve never minded having curves. Its cushions soft like the velvety curtains of possibly the president or a famous opera singer. Feeling warm, like a never-ending blanket is covering your entire body. Submersing you in the wonders of dreams and deep thoughts.
karli
Couches are excellent. When you’re on a couch, you have nothing to complain about. You’re not busy, you’re not in danger, nothing. Just sit there, by yourself of with friends. Couches are the effin best. Im going to mine right now
Thomas Sloan
i was laying on the couch with a bag of potato chips and then i ate the whole bag, realized im wasting my life and left the couch, went for a run and recided i was going to do homework….. yeah fucking right . i just watched people with miserable lives and had a good time instead yayayayayayaa couch times <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hdefhdf
I miss having a couch. I like being at home and just being able to sprawl out with a nice warm blanket. I miss watching movies with my sisters and eating bizarre late night snacks. I can’t wait to be home for Thanksgiving so that I can just have a couch. Couches are really awesome to come back to when you are without them for so long.
Teeps
As she lay on the couch, watching wheel of fortune, she started to close her eyes and drift to sleep. Suddenly a thought came to her and she sat up abruptly, causing her dog to bark. “It’s ok.”, she said. The clock read 7:30pm and she had not yet finished her english homework.
“Oh crap. I’m screwed.”
it’s a trap, this couch. With no promises and obligations to set you on edge. What will you do once it has caught you? I doubt you’d do much, I doubt you’d be able to move at all. You’re a corpse waiting to be buried six feet times ten under. It’s unbecoming of a couch to do anything else.
The young couple sat together, sprawled across the couch. The boy stretched his body from one end to the other, comfortable and at ease. The girl curled herself into a ball in the corner, wrapping her legs around the boy. The boy rested his head in his hands and leaned back, smiling at the girl before resting his eyes. The girl stretched her legs across the boy’s body, peering at him over the top of her book, grinning as she watched him begin to doze off.
Kaylyn
I have a green couch, its very comfy, and if you take the cushions off the back, it makes a great bed! Great for playing vids on too! I have children, so they make a mess of the house, and its often used as a jungle-gym. Time for a new one soon.. then this one will end up in the basement, and still be available for lots of love and attention.. :D
Brianna
Brianna Burger
a place for laziness, sex, madness, america, chips and beer. has generally negative connotations but for sex and sleeping (and even those are not entirely positive). couches are generally in front of televisions these days, which is certainly dissappointing and disrupts the family or home atmosphere.
Lee
To couch or not to couch, would be something a twit might say. ‘Couch’ is not actually a very, but rather a noun (as any master of the English language might know). It does indeed make life easier on the back and provides a wonderful spot to relax and enjoy the company of whatever material it is made out of.
four people with plates in their ever-disappearing laps…mindlessly chopping away. zoned out on whatever reality TV show network executives decided to put in front of the tonight. “sure, ” they might say. “we eat together every night.”
I sat on the couch in the dim firelight with him. We talked about everything, from music to the football game that was on in the next room. Mark cheered as Barcelona scored the winning goal. We didn’t have a lot in common, but he was easy to talk to. He was nice. His hands and cheeks were flushed and we talked and talked about music. He was nice. Friendly. Perfect for me, but would it work?
Carley
The couch is not a thing per say that I’d like to discuss, although I’ll discuss the reasons why I will not even think about discussing the couch. First of all (and not talking about the couch), the object that I would talk about (but I’m not going to) is fairly standard in the North American home, and is not particularly special in any way
Jacob
i will sit on my couch after schoola nd watch a movie. instead of doing what ive one for the past 4 years instaed of running 4 to 6 miles every day i will sit on my couch and get fat and eat popcorn iwill doabsolutely nothing to benefit me for mmy future. couches are ruining my life.
Sarah
I love couches, they are so comfy. I actually prefer them to be called sofas because that is an even more comfortable word. They are great for everything, they bring people together in so many different ways. It could be in an a family way, and intimate way, and a disciplinary way.
Ashley
They’re comfy and sometimes ugly and you should never sit on them in cheap hotels. They’re only good for naps, not a full night’s sleep. Sofa.
Schuyler
i once sat on a couch it had cold pizza inside of it that made me happy to be able to sit on a couch that was in a way made of pizza from the inside out. For someone who doesnt like pizza it might be a problem.
SCOTT CURLEY
I remember, one day with Alex, we made up a dance to Do, Re Mi. We were obsessed with Sound of Music. We all started out crouching down on the couch, and when it got to whatever part we were assigned, you had to jump up and jump off the couch. We used to make up a lot of dances, but I think that was one of the only ones we ever performed, for our collective parents. I had to have about nine, that was so long ago. Way back when Alex lived across the street and we actually saw them.
I was lying on my side when he walked in. I couldn’t see him because the back of the couch was in the way, but I knew that he’d be leaning over it in the minute to look at me. I didn’t want him to. I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t say I liked him anymore because I liked him too much. He was so young, so trusting… so gay. And I didn’t want to be one of those women who preys on gay men because it’s safe for them – I genuinely loved being his friend, but got, it was getting harder and harder because his blue eyes would pierce my soul every time he looked at me. He thought what we did was banter, and I knew it was, but sometimes – the times he stretched an arm out and put it around me, I’d melt, because it was heavenly.
Plain Jane
don’t think. just write. just go. don’t sit around on the couch all day. if it’s not real, make it real. make it happen. make it possible. the world is yours. it’s yours to change. go. do what you need to do. change this thing. blow it up. it’s time to shine, to be alive, to love and live.
snape
Once upon a time, there was a man who didn’t know how to sit. When he slept, he stood on one leg. When he worked, he stood in a factory line. When he came home to have dinner with his wife, he stood, and she stood so as to preserve his feelings.
Ariele Vaccaro
I remember one day, with Alex, who used to live across the street from us, we made up a dance to Do, Re Mi. We used to make up dances a lot. All I remember about it is that we all had a different sound, and we had to jump off the couch when it got to our sound. We performed it for my parents, Marianne, and Mondo. I don’t even know how old we were. I was probably about nine.
Alexis
Right now I am sitting on a very comfy couch. If I were Goldilocks, this couch would be juusst right for me! It is beige and simplistic, and stylish and modern. I know you wish you were me right now!
Herbert Park
I have a couch. It is very comfortable. It is made of leather and it is black. I slept on it once and it was very uncomfortable to sleep on. You shouldnt sleep on a couch.
Adam Wike
on the couch sat young man, just fifteen, his mind swarming with confusion about all he had just seen. The ball, the police officer the girl down the hall was her mother home? did she know he was there?
Brendan
The couch was well used, well loved. A bit of it’s red vinyl covering was peeling on the left corner, revealing the white stuffing, though it had been slightly browned with age. The couch was marred with several stains of questionable origin, but it didn’t matter. It was the first couch they had bought upon arriving in America so many years ago. It was freedom. It was home.
Maya
I sit, I sleep, I’m dreaming of life and butterflies. my couch is cozy and comfy. I’m warm, too warm. The heat is overwhelming me. I’m awake.
Why do I always get the word “couch” when I play this game? Does it ever give you other words? I want to write about other things besides couches. I wish I knew how to get a variety of words to write about. Maybe a chair. Or a table. Even a bed would be fine. Or just go totally nuts and have a word like “salt.”
I ;pve couches. I used to have a fuzy blue one. they’re awesome. I have a blue polka dot one now. it’s in front of the TV. I don’t know what to say about couches now. heheh couch potato! mental image<3 ahhh. this is entertaining. what happens now?
sitting on my couch i was watching tv. the phone was ringing but i wanted to ignore it. no one else was home. i was alone. sitting on my couch i enjoyed the silence as i clicked the tv off. my kittens were sleeping near the window as i sat on my couch. i didnt want this peaceful time on my couch to end. it was relaxing. calming. it gave me time to think.
I remember the time we had sex on the couch in my living room. Things used to be so passionate, so carefree. and then i wasn’t good enough anymore. but you see, it wasn’t me, it was you. and i’ve come to terms with that. but part of me is still sorry i couldn’t be enough for you.
sitting on the couch it’s time to go to bed, late at night, she feels too lazy goes up the stairs. So she continues to play with her computer as does he
soft leather embrace, coffee and cream, low level hum of cafe noise. one person’s doing a crossword, someone else arranging a holiday. i feel peaceful, watching the world go by. watching everyone else arrange their lives moment by moment. wondering if i will go back outside to start living mine.
I quickly launched the pillow, and it landed with a satisfying thud on his head. He laughed and tried to make a serious face. “It’s ON” he said. I jumped behind the couch, laughing, and hoping that his pillow projectiles would not find their target.
i sat on the couch and it was very soft but springy too. It had a sleeping cat next to it and a dog on the other coushin. The couch was very large and comfy. There was a hobo sleeping on the arm of the couch. The couch’s color is blue with red stripes. I dont know why that is the color but it is.
She sat on the couch and watched tv. She sipped on a chilled bottle of coke when the channel suddenly flipped to a rather fuzzy, blurry screen. “What could it be,” she thought.
Robert slumped over sideways, resting his head on Margaret’s thigh. It was two hours later when she laughed and dumped her ice tea on his face to wake him him. He ended up late for his job interview that day and smelling of her favorite tea with the longes title he’d never remember.
The couch sat in the corner, old and worn down from years of people sitting upon it. It was lonely and forgotten. The couch seemed to come apart at the seems, making people stay away- but all it ever wanted was company.
Lazeing on my couch in a summer haze, damn i really miss beautiful summer days. the way that the sun would hit my window and make the crescendos of light cast against my bed post. sipping light drinks with my love in the setting summer sun. all those times we had late night fun all those times are done. the falling of winter is bout to be full of future fears. my un dying love is frozen
It curved me comfortably. This is most likely the only place i’ve never minded having curves. Its cushions soft like the velvety curtains of possibly the president or a famous opera singer. Feeling warm, like a never-ending blanket is covering your entire body. Submersing you in the wonders of dreams and deep thoughts.
Couches are excellent. When you’re on a couch, you have nothing to complain about. You’re not busy, you’re not in danger, nothing. Just sit there, by yourself of with friends. Couches are the effin best. Im going to mine right now
i was laying on the couch with a bag of potato chips and then i ate the whole bag, realized im wasting my life and left the couch, went for a run and recided i was going to do homework….. yeah fucking right . i just watched people with miserable lives and had a good time instead yayayayayayaa couch times <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I miss having a couch. I like being at home and just being able to sprawl out with a nice warm blanket. I miss watching movies with my sisters and eating bizarre late night snacks. I can’t wait to be home for Thanksgiving so that I can just have a couch. Couches are really awesome to come back to when you are without them for so long.
As she lay on the couch, watching wheel of fortune, she started to close her eyes and drift to sleep. Suddenly a thought came to her and she sat up abruptly, causing her dog to bark. “It’s ok.”, she said. The clock read 7:30pm and she had not yet finished her english homework.
“Oh crap. I’m screwed.”
it’s a trap, this couch. With no promises and obligations to set you on edge. What will you do once it has caught you? I doubt you’d do much, I doubt you’d be able to move at all. You’re a corpse waiting to be buried six feet times ten under. It’s unbecoming of a couch to do anything else.
The young couple sat together, sprawled across the couch. The boy stretched his body from one end to the other, comfortable and at ease. The girl curled herself into a ball in the corner, wrapping her legs around the boy. The boy rested his head in his hands and leaned back, smiling at the girl before resting his eyes. The girl stretched her legs across the boy’s body, peering at him over the top of her book, grinning as she watched him begin to doze off.
I have a green couch, its very comfy, and if you take the cushions off the back, it makes a great bed! Great for playing vids on too! I have children, so they make a mess of the house, and its often used as a jungle-gym. Time for a new one soon.. then this one will end up in the basement, and still be available for lots of love and attention.. :D
Brianna
a place for laziness, sex, madness, america, chips and beer. has generally negative connotations but for sex and sleeping (and even those are not entirely positive). couches are generally in front of televisions these days, which is certainly dissappointing and disrupts the family or home atmosphere.
To couch or not to couch, would be something a twit might say. ‘Couch’ is not actually a very, but rather a noun (as any master of the English language might know). It does indeed make life easier on the back and provides a wonderful spot to relax and enjoy the company of whatever material it is made out of.
four people with plates in their ever-disappearing laps…mindlessly chopping away. zoned out on whatever reality TV show network executives decided to put in front of the tonight. “sure, ” they might say. “we eat together every night.”
i love watching movies with you on the couch in your basement and getting yelled at for it when i get home late. let’s do that this weekend.
I sat on the couch in the dim firelight with him. We talked about everything, from music to the football game that was on in the next room. Mark cheered as Barcelona scored the winning goal. We didn’t have a lot in common, but he was easy to talk to. He was nice. His hands and cheeks were flushed and we talked and talked about music. He was nice. Friendly. Perfect for me, but would it work?
The couch is not a thing per say that I’d like to discuss, although I’ll discuss the reasons why I will not even think about discussing the couch. First of all (and not talking about the couch), the object that I would talk about (but I’m not going to) is fairly standard in the North American home, and is not particularly special in any way
i will sit on my couch after schoola nd watch a movie. instead of doing what ive one for the past 4 years instaed of running 4 to 6 miles every day i will sit on my couch and get fat and eat popcorn iwill doabsolutely nothing to benefit me for mmy future. couches are ruining my life.
I love couches, they are so comfy. I actually prefer them to be called sofas because that is an even more comfortable word. They are great for everything, they bring people together in so many different ways. It could be in an a family way, and intimate way, and a disciplinary way.
They’re comfy and sometimes ugly and you should never sit on them in cheap hotels. They’re only good for naps, not a full night’s sleep. Sofa.
i once sat on a couch it had cold pizza inside of it that made me happy to be able to sit on a couch that was in a way made of pizza from the inside out. For someone who doesnt like pizza it might be a problem.
I remember, one day with Alex, we made up a dance to Do, Re Mi. We were obsessed with Sound of Music. We all started out crouching down on the couch, and when it got to whatever part we were assigned, you had to jump up and jump off the couch. We used to make up a lot of dances, but I think that was one of the only ones we ever performed, for our collective parents. I had to have about nine, that was so long ago. Way back when Alex lived across the street and we actually saw them.
I was lying on my side when he walked in. I couldn’t see him because the back of the couch was in the way, but I knew that he’d be leaning over it in the minute to look at me. I didn’t want him to. I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t say I liked him anymore because I liked him too much. He was so young, so trusting… so gay. And I didn’t want to be one of those women who preys on gay men because it’s safe for them – I genuinely loved being his friend, but got, it was getting harder and harder because his blue eyes would pierce my soul every time he looked at me. He thought what we did was banter, and I knew it was, but sometimes – the times he stretched an arm out and put it around me, I’d melt, because it was heavenly.
don’t think. just write. just go. don’t sit around on the couch all day. if it’s not real, make it real. make it happen. make it possible. the world is yours. it’s yours to change. go. do what you need to do. change this thing. blow it up. it’s time to shine, to be alive, to love and live.
Once upon a time, there was a man who didn’t know how to sit. When he slept, he stood on one leg. When he worked, he stood in a factory line. When he came home to have dinner with his wife, he stood, and she stood so as to preserve his feelings.
I remember one day, with Alex, who used to live across the street from us, we made up a dance to Do, Re Mi. We used to make up dances a lot. All I remember about it is that we all had a different sound, and we had to jump off the couch when it got to our sound. We performed it for my parents, Marianne, and Mondo. I don’t even know how old we were. I was probably about nine.
Right now I am sitting on a very comfy couch. If I were Goldilocks, this couch would be juusst right for me! It is beige and simplistic, and stylish and modern. I know you wish you were me right now!
I have a couch. It is very comfortable. It is made of leather and it is black. I slept on it once and it was very uncomfortable to sleep on. You shouldnt sleep on a couch.
on the couch sat young man, just fifteen, his mind swarming with confusion about all he had just seen. The ball, the police officer the girl down the hall was her mother home? did she know he was there?
The couch was well used, well loved. A bit of it’s red vinyl covering was peeling on the left corner, revealing the white stuffing, though it had been slightly browned with age. The couch was marred with several stains of questionable origin, but it didn’t matter. It was the first couch they had bought upon arriving in America so many years ago. It was freedom. It was home.
I sit, I sleep, I’m dreaming of life and butterflies. my couch is cozy and comfy. I’m warm, too warm. The heat is overwhelming me. I’m awake.