gives things out, distributes and makes me think of a warehouse that holds things purple word long giving receiving dis
alana
manufacture distributor, sending products around the country and across the world. Also can be another type of distributor, such as drug distributor, candy distributor… Are there any commonly known distributor companies?
Audrey
Nope. Nothing comes up with “distributor” I mean what the hell right? that’s all for me today…
they are the one that gives you things. The things you need or the things you don’t need. They supply you with stuff. Not anything abstract, but materials, objects. Things.
Wilma
Zeke had known many drug distributors during his time on the streets, but none had been as strange an acquaintance as Lillith Buford. Lillith was the only female distributor Zeke knew, but it was more than that. She had a strange maternal instinct for a distributor: of all of Zeke’s street acquaintances, she was the only one who tended to ask him how he was doing on a daily basis.
Cait
The distriutor is here. Do I dare let her in? Look at this place. No room to sit or move. What shall we do?
He was a distributor of happiness. Everywhere he went he showed a smile across his face and commented a friendly, “How are you today, m’am? Sir?” He was known for distributing an exuberance of happiness everywhere he went.
Paris
Neulich klingelte es an der Tür.
Das passiert nicht so oft.
Eigentlich sogar extrem selten.
Vielleicht einmal in vier Wochen.
Und wer stand dann davor?
Ein Blumenlieferant mit einem riesigen bunten Strauß!
Nicht für mich. Leider.
Nachada
if not, then we’ll go with plan b.
plan b?
Plan b.
Whats plan b?
Meet the distributor.
John Steven Williams
Passes things from one place to another . Somewhere central and large to somewhere outside and small . Parcels are distributed to lonely people who are made happy when someone knocks at the door and brings them something and just for a few minutes they feel part of something bigger . The distribution of many things is not fair , particularly that of wealth which is disproportionate to needs or deserving but if I was the distributor , I would try to make things as equal as possible .
Gill Lawrence
Sometimes I feel like…I suppose a distributor. I give out advice and kind smiles in an attempt to make people feel loved. But it’s a one-sided thing and sometimes it’s enough to discourage a person. After all, how long can I go on giving when I never get anything in return?
Isabelline
a distributor is someone who gives away the goods. like drugs, food, money, clothes, and whatever else you can think of. the first thought in my head was of a drug dealer to be honest, but they can stretch as far and wide as say…mcdonalds or walmart.
Sara
A distributor makes the product gets to the retail stores that way the customer can be able to bought the product
Cyn
The distributer was his street name. What he dealt was unknown to the common crowds but to the underground drug lords, he was the equivalent to a god father. He was a generous but firm man, giving out much desired good among a bored and restless crew.
Erin
She called the distributor for what seemed to be the tenth time that day. The deliveries were late, and she had clients demanding their CD’s, and they couldn’t care less about the issues with the distribution system.
Rohre. Rohre von links nach rechts, von oben nach unten, von links oben nach links unten, von rechts unten nach links oben, von vorne nach hinten. Schläuche in verschiedenen Farben verbinden die Rohre miteinander. Es blubbert. Es zischt. Blasen setzen sich an den Wänden der durchsichtigen Rohre und Schläuche fest.
My friend john is a distributor, his company is based in Alabaham, they distribute cool sun glasses that glo in the dark which makes it fascinating since the sun has set and why would you be wearing sun glasses at night :)
Paul
which distribute things like goods.one distributor has more money in his bussines.
abhinav garg
I can always count on you to tell me what’s going on in other people’s lives. At the same time, you’re always there to tell them what’s going on in mine. Even if I don’t want you to.
jeryn
He’s the source of it all. Distributes everything, love, hate, death, and life.
-So what happens to us when he’s gone?
I don’t know. No one does. No one’s questioned him. Just keep quiet and take your rations.
-But, it’s not fair! How does he get to choose who gets what, who lives, who dies, who is happy, sad, broken?
He does. What would you do? Would you fight him? He’s the source.
Stephanie
I want to say goodbye. I want people to want me to come back, but for whatever reason when I leave they let me. They don’t even bother to watch me walk away. I guess that is how its always been. Ever since I was kid I’ve dreamed of dreaming the popular girl. The girl with the guys. The girl whom everybody wants to be with all the time. But it just didn’t work out that way I guess. Maybe I did something wrong. I mean I’ve always tried to be nice to everyone and accept everything. I don’t know, maybe everyone just likes to judge by the cover. I must have a pretty awful cover because I seem to turn everyone away. Ok ok so point of the story is if I left, no one would find me. No one would bother to call me and ask what happend. They would probably assume my phone just died or facebook got boring. They wouldn’t consider suicide. No of course not. Why would the little girl from a small town commit something as big as suicide. People would say that I just wanted attention. Well ya, I do want attention. I want people to know that I am here. Or was there. Right now I am nothing but a sould in an invisible body. A person that my parents don’t see. A voice that my friends can’t hear asking for help. An entity that is just taking up space on this earth. I guess when it all comes down to it, I don’t want to take up space anymore. Plus I know that my real future will never turn out like my fake one. And yes, I do blame my friends and family if I killed myself. Simply because they think I am a lyer. I have told them so many times before for help. Some people just can’t see a flashing red light wailing in front of their faces.
Macy Bloom
I am The Distributor! I have no imagination for writing books but I have imagination for devising all manner of charges to distribute your books: administrative fees, order fulfillment, shipping, commissions, collections of net returns and those are but the biggies, hahaha! Yes, I am The Distributor! And thou shalt salute me and call me “Daddy”!
He was a distributor. He gave away anything and everything he owned. Many people asked him why he did what he did, but he never gave them a straight answer, just a sweet smile and a knowing nod. Everything in his shop was free for the taking.. but hardly anyone ever visited it.
Celyn
Distributor.. distributing his good to the world. No evil.
I think it’s wrong. All wrong. Why is there a need for anyone to choose something for you? Whenever the distributor hands you your items, it’s what you have forever. Nothing more. Nothing less. We need to choose.
Lyndy Raley
distributor is a word. i don’t know what to say about it and i just sneezed. its probably because the word distributor has no meaning in my life. but i think thats okay because not every word needs to have a meaning in my life. times almost up.
i accidentally pressed backspace and now i have another minute! that’s great. too bad i don’t have much more to write about. this is probably an exceptionally long writing for me, considering it’s written under a time limit.
c
I worked for an old distribution center for years. What you don’t understand is we distributed bodies, and that’s something you’ll never get. For almost a decade, I signed the contracts and the legal forms without even considering what we sold. Then I learned. I learned and will forever walk among them.
Distributors are an odd bunch – I don’t know if it is because they are essentially networkers not producing anything and not reaching consumers directly. They are needed. they are middle men.
i once had a distributor cap on my car that was constantly causing me problems. it would get stuck and cause my car not to start. I had to manually open the value in order to start my car. it was such an annoyance that i was very happy to see that old car die so i could move on to my new car. i don’t believe they make new models of cars with distributor caps but i could be wrong.
sue
UPS, Fed X, mailing things. Someone that sends thing to other people. distributing products. The person who distributes. ordering offline from a store. mailing. snail mail.
Lauren
“Don’t look at me that way,” said the cucumber pickle distributor. “I have to wear this cap or they won’t listen to me. You have no idea how unruly pistons can be.”
I am the Distributor of Pain, thought the tawdry child. He balled his fingers into his palm so that he could see fingernail marks for minutes after he released the grip on himself. The harsh swish of a belt whipping out of a buckle brought his nails deeper into his flesh. When the snap came, it would concentrate on one area, but the Distributor knew now that if he could reroute the pain, it would be over faster.
There was a distributor who looked lonely when he sorted all those letters at the post office. No one ever wrote to him until one day he got a mysterious package
Sarah Coyne
I don’t even know what this word means…. Oh well. I’m guessing a distributor distributes things. Whatever that means. It has the word “tribute” in it, which makes me think of “The Hunger Games”.
He handed me the paper.
‘What am I supposed to do with this?’
He gave me an annoyed look.
‘For fucks sake, Mary.’
Terrydy
My friend Andrea is a distributor for 31 bags. They are both functional and fun. She has parties to get people acquainted with the product and to get to know each other.
lori
I could be the distributor for something I love like boats or swimming pools. Perhaps some fun equipment that involves ocean or lakes.
rosallie
distributor. you will
distribute your words and your
recycled phrases.
I was the local distributor for that machine but management was cutting into my business… I left when I realized that I would never rise to the top because I was a woman. It was good training though and I use those lessons every time I am face to face with a client. Shut up and listen!
gives things out, distributes and makes me think of a warehouse that holds things purple word long giving receiving dis
manufacture distributor, sending products around the country and across the world. Also can be another type of distributor, such as drug distributor, candy distributor… Are there any commonly known distributor companies?
Nope. Nothing comes up with “distributor” I mean what the hell right? that’s all for me today…
they are the one that gives you things. The things you need or the things you don’t need. They supply you with stuff. Not anything abstract, but materials, objects. Things.
Zeke had known many drug distributors during his time on the streets, but none had been as strange an acquaintance as Lillith Buford. Lillith was the only female distributor Zeke knew, but it was more than that. She had a strange maternal instinct for a distributor: of all of Zeke’s street acquaintances, she was the only one who tended to ask him how he was doing on a daily basis.
The distriutor is here. Do I dare let her in? Look at this place. No room to sit or move. What shall we do?
He was a distributor of happiness. Everywhere he went he showed a smile across his face and commented a friendly, “How are you today, m’am? Sir?” He was known for distributing an exuberance of happiness everywhere he went.
Neulich klingelte es an der Tür.
Das passiert nicht so oft.
Eigentlich sogar extrem selten.
Vielleicht einmal in vier Wochen.
Und wer stand dann davor?
Ein Blumenlieferant mit einem riesigen bunten Strauß!
Nicht für mich. Leider.
if not, then we’ll go with plan b.
plan b?
Plan b.
Whats plan b?
Meet the distributor.
Passes things from one place to another . Somewhere central and large to somewhere outside and small . Parcels are distributed to lonely people who are made happy when someone knocks at the door and brings them something and just for a few minutes they feel part of something bigger . The distribution of many things is not fair , particularly that of wealth which is disproportionate to needs or deserving but if I was the distributor , I would try to make things as equal as possible .
Sometimes I feel like…I suppose a distributor. I give out advice and kind smiles in an attempt to make people feel loved. But it’s a one-sided thing and sometimes it’s enough to discourage a person. After all, how long can I go on giving when I never get anything in return?
a distributor is someone who gives away the goods. like drugs, food, money, clothes, and whatever else you can think of. the first thought in my head was of a drug dealer to be honest, but they can stretch as far and wide as say…mcdonalds or walmart.
A distributor makes the product gets to the retail stores that way the customer can be able to bought the product
The distributer was his street name. What he dealt was unknown to the common crowds but to the underground drug lords, he was the equivalent to a god father. He was a generous but firm man, giving out much desired good among a bored and restless crew.
She called the distributor for what seemed to be the tenth time that day. The deliveries were late, and she had clients demanding their CD’s, and they couldn’t care less about the issues with the distribution system.
Rohre. Rohre von links nach rechts, von oben nach unten, von links oben nach links unten, von rechts unten nach links oben, von vorne nach hinten. Schläuche in verschiedenen Farben verbinden die Rohre miteinander. Es blubbert. Es zischt. Blasen setzen sich an den Wänden der durchsichtigen Rohre und Schläuche fest.
My friend john is a distributor, his company is based in Alabaham, they distribute cool sun glasses that glo in the dark which makes it fascinating since the sun has set and why would you be wearing sun glasses at night :)
which distribute things like goods.one distributor has more money in his bussines.
I can always count on you to tell me what’s going on in other people’s lives. At the same time, you’re always there to tell them what’s going on in mine. Even if I don’t want you to.
He’s the source of it all. Distributes everything, love, hate, death, and life.
-So what happens to us when he’s gone?
I don’t know. No one does. No one’s questioned him. Just keep quiet and take your rations.
-But, it’s not fair! How does he get to choose who gets what, who lives, who dies, who is happy, sad, broken?
He does. What would you do? Would you fight him? He’s the source.
I want to say goodbye. I want people to want me to come back, but for whatever reason when I leave they let me. They don’t even bother to watch me walk away. I guess that is how its always been. Ever since I was kid I’ve dreamed of dreaming the popular girl. The girl with the guys. The girl whom everybody wants to be with all the time. But it just didn’t work out that way I guess. Maybe I did something wrong. I mean I’ve always tried to be nice to everyone and accept everything. I don’t know, maybe everyone just likes to judge by the cover. I must have a pretty awful cover because I seem to turn everyone away. Ok ok so point of the story is if I left, no one would find me. No one would bother to call me and ask what happend. They would probably assume my phone just died or facebook got boring. They wouldn’t consider suicide. No of course not. Why would the little girl from a small town commit something as big as suicide. People would say that I just wanted attention. Well ya, I do want attention. I want people to know that I am here. Or was there. Right now I am nothing but a sould in an invisible body. A person that my parents don’t see. A voice that my friends can’t hear asking for help. An entity that is just taking up space on this earth. I guess when it all comes down to it, I don’t want to take up space anymore. Plus I know that my real future will never turn out like my fake one. And yes, I do blame my friends and family if I killed myself. Simply because they think I am a lyer. I have told them so many times before for help. Some people just can’t see a flashing red light wailing in front of their faces.
I am The Distributor! I have no imagination for writing books but I have imagination for devising all manner of charges to distribute your books: administrative fees, order fulfillment, shipping, commissions, collections of net returns and those are but the biggies, hahaha! Yes, I am The Distributor! And thou shalt salute me and call me “Daddy”!
He was a distributor. He gave away anything and everything he owned. Many people asked him why he did what he did, but he never gave them a straight answer, just a sweet smile and a knowing nod. Everything in his shop was free for the taking.. but hardly anyone ever visited it.
Distributor.. distributing his good to the world. No evil.
I think it’s wrong. All wrong. Why is there a need for anyone to choose something for you? Whenever the distributor hands you your items, it’s what you have forever. Nothing more. Nothing less. We need to choose.
distributor is a word. i don’t know what to say about it and i just sneezed. its probably because the word distributor has no meaning in my life. but i think thats okay because not every word needs to have a meaning in my life. times almost up.
i accidentally pressed backspace and now i have another minute! that’s great. too bad i don’t have much more to write about. this is probably an exceptionally long writing for me, considering it’s written under a time limit.
I worked for an old distribution center for years. What you don’t understand is we distributed bodies, and that’s something you’ll never get. For almost a decade, I signed the contracts and the legal forms without even considering what we sold. Then I learned. I learned and will forever walk among them.
Distributors are an odd bunch – I don’t know if it is because they are essentially networkers not producing anything and not reaching consumers directly. They are needed. they are middle men.
i once had a distributor cap on my car that was constantly causing me problems. it would get stuck and cause my car not to start. I had to manually open the value in order to start my car. it was such an annoyance that i was very happy to see that old car die so i could move on to my new car. i don’t believe they make new models of cars with distributor caps but i could be wrong.
UPS, Fed X, mailing things. Someone that sends thing to other people. distributing products. The person who distributes. ordering offline from a store. mailing. snail mail.
“Don’t look at me that way,” said the cucumber pickle distributor. “I have to wear this cap or they won’t listen to me. You have no idea how unruly pistons can be.”
I am the Distributor of Pain, thought the tawdry child. He balled his fingers into his palm so that he could see fingernail marks for minutes after he released the grip on himself. The harsh swish of a belt whipping out of a buckle brought his nails deeper into his flesh. When the snap came, it would concentrate on one area, but the Distributor knew now that if he could reroute the pain, it would be over faster.
There was a distributor who looked lonely when he sorted all those letters at the post office. No one ever wrote to him until one day he got a mysterious package
I don’t even know what this word means…. Oh well. I’m guessing a distributor distributes things. Whatever that means. It has the word “tribute” in it, which makes me think of “The Hunger Games”.
He handed me the paper.
‘What am I supposed to do with this?’
He gave me an annoyed look.
‘For fucks sake, Mary.’
My friend Andrea is a distributor for 31 bags. They are both functional and fun. She has parties to get people acquainted with the product and to get to know each other.
I could be the distributor for something I love like boats or swimming pools. Perhaps some fun equipment that involves ocean or lakes.
distributor. you will
distribute your words and your
recycled phrases.
I was the local distributor for that machine but management was cutting into my business… I left when I realized that I would never rise to the top because I was a woman. It was good training though and I use those lessons every time I am face to face with a client. Shut up and listen!
filling out and filling in, conveying the motions. One in, one out. One up, one down. What is the point exactly?