also muffin. u are the love of my romanian friend’s life. his weakness. u are the lover of his romanian soul. good for you. you work that man. own him.
jana
MUFFIN TOP! y u wanna be my friend??? geeez.
jana
Muffin? I just read something about muffins. This person did not like muffins, but preferred cupcakes. I hate when muffins have frosting. That is NOT what muffins are about. Muffins are about meals. Muffins can be savory or sweet; cupcakes are always sweet. I really want a muffin now. This sucks. It’s one in the morning and now I’m absolutely starving.
Alicia
i love chocolate chip muffins. they make me so happy. especially when you bite into it and then taste this little chocolate surprise, it makes your day so much better. i also love the mini chocolate chip muffins, bite size – just perfect! i loveee calling cute little kids, my little muffin. but who ever thought of calling a kid – muffin?! silly people. muffins are good.
Mariyah
I baked blueberry muffins last week. I didn’t ever realize that I could bake so well! There were a hit. I made a sweet crumbly topping. I really oughta bake more often because I’m actually GOOD at it. Which is crazy. It makes me want to try new things more often. I gotta live my life more. I keep thinking things will change when I move, but I don’t know. I hope so.
Maggie
so my friend is always talking about food and looking at food websites and talking about wishing she could cook and i wish she could cook so i could eat and do the dishes. i miss doing dishes, i miss doing dishes in the middle of the night, my family hated it and they would tell me so but standing there alone at night watching tv with my hands underwater was so much better than THIS
zelia721
They’re always there, staring me down. And what with just waking up, I can’t help but drowsily contemplate them, dwelling on the delicious spongy interior. I can see it now, just how I’d consume it, step by step. Bottom to top. Crumb by crumb.
Dieting bites. Very nonliterally.
Sans Creve Coeur
The muffin was taunting Goku by hiding behind that glass wall. Well, not so much as hiding as mocking him with its deliciousness that he wasn’t allowed to touch.
“Goku, get away from there!” Chichi shouted as she laid out placemats.
“But, Chichi, it looks so good! I want to eat it now!”
“You can wait for the party to start like everyone else!”
Goku pouted and waited for their friends to arrive.
KCO
I ate the blueberry muffin that mom and I baked. It was delicious and warm and filled my tummy. Then I wanted a glass of milk to drink, nice cold milk.
Holli
muffin. I don’t know why, but I thought of my friend Maria. She’s a sweetheart. We went to middleschool together and she was the most straightedge person ever. Now she’s branching out and trying new things, drinking and making out with guys and such. I’m looking out for her all the way, I’m like her big sister. Her friends are dicks, though, putting her down all the time and using her to get to parties and whatnot. I wish we went to school together; I’d stand up for her and tell them to back off, cause I’m not afraid of high school girls and whatever they say.
Olivia C.
she walked with her tubby hips swaying, I loved that muffin-topped goddess. She cried herself to sleep at night, they called her fat, I called her beautiful. She didn’t know it, but I loved her.
Nate
delicious muffin land bakery. come as you are no need for a hat. fish are welcome. come try if you’d like to join the congregation.jesus loves all , oeven those with muffin tops. fat ladies need the love too.
paula
they are warm, fluffy and delicious
oatmeal, chocolate chip, bran, all delectable flavors of the aforementioned treat
similar to a cupcake but less decadent
word.
matt
“If you give a moose a muffin, he’s going to want a glass of milk to go with it,” she read for the hundredth time. And then she heard a tiny snore from the little one in her arms. Sleep had come at last.
Christa
muffins are sad excuses for cupcakes. i really really do not like them. i wnder if anyone does. well, obviously they do if there are muffin shops and whanot. i guess i really like chocolate chip muffins, but those are the only ones i would eat. other than that, they’re nasty as shit. i want some weed right now. it would be nicer than a muffin…
suzie
He took the muffin and said, ” Go and live great.”
The muffin turned into a small boy who ran screaming…
Tiffany
the hunger moon flew slowly across the nighttime sky. we sat underneath the barely visible stars watching her traverse the distance between sunrise and sunset while we munched on our oatmeal blueberry muffin. yum. love is good.
cre8whirledpeasnow
A McMuffin in the morning opens up a bright day. Perhaps that little bit of warmth was enough to chase away the sleepiness and add a bit of love to her life.
ac
Blueberry muffin. I really don’t care for one. I’d prefer a stud muffin. May be too late at my age. I still can wish.
declectic
the muffin was sitting on the counter looking wonderful. i reached for it but i knew i shouldnt take it because it was my sisters, but it was irresitable. i bit into it, only to find that it was horrible.. i shouldnt have done that.
madd
I really like muffins. Today my Girl Scouts food committee met, and we spent like forever discussing the Costco muffins. Personally, I don’t think they’re all that great. We all agreed that they’re ridiculously giant, though.
Aquene
you is my muffin.
my love
my past
my virginity
my secrets.
my penguin.
muffins get moldy too.
alyssa
Chocolate brown. Fluffy. Something to run with, to go, unwrap slowly, carefully, make sure no one is watching. On the bus, in class, hope the professor doesn’t hear. Will the other students be jealous? Will I leave evidence of my haste, crumbs, discarded plastic?
Rae
I hate muffins. My aunt would give me muffins every morning when she’d try to get me off to school. I love her. Aunt Roxie. Her kids are bonkers, but she’s fantastic. Strong, resilient. Strong-willed. I’d rather not end up like her, and yet I admire her independence. How long did it take her to reach that sheer, strong state of mind? I would like to have it now. I want to go through life with it.
lauren
muffins make me think of a bran-filled breakfast, not-so-fun snacks compared to cupcakes, and a strange pet name between couples.
Frank
blueberry muffins. The smell wafted in from the kitchen along with the scent of coffee.
Tilley
again? I thought it would be a different word if I clicked the button again. To tell the truth I never really liked muffins, they always come in second to cupcakes. Muffins look like cupcakes. I wonder If I can keep writing after time runs out. Huh, looks like I can.
nina again
Inside The Muffin lived a duck, his name was Wallace. Everyday, when The Muffin would go out for a jog, it would awaken Wallace. Wallace got so fed up, that he eventually killed The Muffin, rendering himself homeless. He died of hypothermia.
Riley Bir
Blueberry muffins. Soft and crunchy, good to eat. The muffin man. Yes, everyone knows him. Have fun with your song children. Yes. tis a muffin.
nina
Blueberry, preferably. it’s got to be fresh from the store. Those ones you get from Wal-mart or whatever don’t cut the mustard. Best one I ever had was in the Hamburg Airport. Mmmmmmmmm…..
CxOrillion
Muffin – makes me think of a winter day. How warm it is inside. How comforting it is as the snow falls past your sight in a window.
Taylor Aucoin
There was a muffin waiting for me on the glossy kitchen table that morning, accompanied by that day’s newspaper and hot milo in my favourite, turquoise mug. As I sat down, still wrapped in sheets, I smiled and felt happy.
Scarlet
A muffin sat upon my plate. We seemed to have a staring contest, I found it unappealing and as did it. My stomach lurched yet a second time. The feeling of cold sweat on the corner of my brow and my fingers clamy. The muffin almost sickening me to even look at it’s spotted blue berry face., it’s crumbley appearance and a pale-golden brown in color.
Kaoru
My cousins had a cat once upon a time, named Muffin. He was a blonde tabby, and mean as the day is long. I remember he had is own chair, and if you were caught by the cat sitting in it, he’d howl and hiss at you. Mean little bastard, he was…
ToontownJuggalo
the little brown muffin said nothing to the man as the executive tore him to pieces. he wanted to shout “help!” or “please!” or maybe “i love you!” he wanted to talk to the man about philosophy, to tell him that in his time on this counter he had heard the greatest stories. he wanted to ask about the civil war. he wanted to know about music. but the man couldn’t hear him. he didn’t want to.
jaime garner
I like muffins. They taste very good. Who doesnt like muffins are crazy! I like banana muffins mostly becuase bananas are yummy! I got here from stumble upon. YAY
Malia
This could be the name of your cat. Maybe it’s a way of describing your cute, manly neighbor. Might be good on a cold winter’s morning with a cup of Joe. When I think of a muffin I think of comfort. Then I think of ear muffs and go off on another tangent.
I think in an alien language, the word “muffin” would have a completely different meaning. Something to do with “goofing off” or “screwing something up”. Oh, yeah! Back in the day we used to say we “muffed” it. Meaning we did something incorrectly.
Pat Watson
Muffins were one of her favourite foods. They were good for about anything. She could have one for breakfast on her way out the door (at seven in the evening, mind) on her way to work. she could sneak one at work. She could sneak one into the library when she would use the computers for twelve straight hours, the internet was cut at home, and she could have them for dinner when she felt subhuman enough to not eat much of anything.
Maxwell
Muffins are great. I realized that I LOVE cinnamon streusel muffins. I had one once at Perkins and it was amazing. Then they stopped making them and i wanted to fight someone.
Bellamy
I love muffins, they taste good. I used to have a friend called Amy, in year 7, and on a msn chat we drew a random picture of a “evil muffin” or something like that. I once heard that muffins are just ugly cupcakes, or maybe it was the other way around.
also muffin. u are the love of my romanian friend’s life. his weakness. u are the lover of his romanian soul. good for you. you work that man. own him.
MUFFIN TOP! y u wanna be my friend??? geeez.
Muffin? I just read something about muffins. This person did not like muffins, but preferred cupcakes. I hate when muffins have frosting. That is NOT what muffins are about. Muffins are about meals. Muffins can be savory or sweet; cupcakes are always sweet. I really want a muffin now. This sucks. It’s one in the morning and now I’m absolutely starving.
i love chocolate chip muffins. they make me so happy. especially when you bite into it and then taste this little chocolate surprise, it makes your day so much better. i also love the mini chocolate chip muffins, bite size – just perfect! i loveee calling cute little kids, my little muffin. but who ever thought of calling a kid – muffin?! silly people. muffins are good.
I baked blueberry muffins last week. I didn’t ever realize that I could bake so well! There were a hit. I made a sweet crumbly topping. I really oughta bake more often because I’m actually GOOD at it. Which is crazy. It makes me want to try new things more often. I gotta live my life more. I keep thinking things will change when I move, but I don’t know. I hope so.
so my friend is always talking about food and looking at food websites and talking about wishing she could cook and i wish she could cook so i could eat and do the dishes. i miss doing dishes, i miss doing dishes in the middle of the night, my family hated it and they would tell me so but standing there alone at night watching tv with my hands underwater was so much better than THIS
They’re always there, staring me down. And what with just waking up, I can’t help but drowsily contemplate them, dwelling on the delicious spongy interior. I can see it now, just how I’d consume it, step by step. Bottom to top. Crumb by crumb.
Dieting bites. Very nonliterally.
The muffin was taunting Goku by hiding behind that glass wall. Well, not so much as hiding as mocking him with its deliciousness that he wasn’t allowed to touch.
“Goku, get away from there!” Chichi shouted as she laid out placemats.
“But, Chichi, it looks so good! I want to eat it now!”
“You can wait for the party to start like everyone else!”
Goku pouted and waited for their friends to arrive.
I ate the blueberry muffin that mom and I baked. It was delicious and warm and filled my tummy. Then I wanted a glass of milk to drink, nice cold milk.
muffin. I don’t know why, but I thought of my friend Maria. She’s a sweetheart. We went to middleschool together and she was the most straightedge person ever. Now she’s branching out and trying new things, drinking and making out with guys and such. I’m looking out for her all the way, I’m like her big sister. Her friends are dicks, though, putting her down all the time and using her to get to parties and whatnot. I wish we went to school together; I’d stand up for her and tell them to back off, cause I’m not afraid of high school girls and whatever they say.
she walked with her tubby hips swaying, I loved that muffin-topped goddess. She cried herself to sleep at night, they called her fat, I called her beautiful. She didn’t know it, but I loved her.
delicious muffin land bakery. come as you are no need for a hat. fish are welcome. come try if you’d like to join the congregation.jesus loves all , oeven those with muffin tops. fat ladies need the love too.
they are warm, fluffy and delicious
oatmeal, chocolate chip, bran, all delectable flavors of the aforementioned treat
similar to a cupcake but less decadent
word.
“If you give a moose a muffin, he’s going to want a glass of milk to go with it,” she read for the hundredth time. And then she heard a tiny snore from the little one in her arms. Sleep had come at last.
muffins are sad excuses for cupcakes. i really really do not like them. i wnder if anyone does. well, obviously they do if there are muffin shops and whanot. i guess i really like chocolate chip muffins, but those are the only ones i would eat. other than that, they’re nasty as shit. i want some weed right now. it would be nicer than a muffin…
He took the muffin and said, ” Go and live great.”
The muffin turned into a small boy who ran screaming…
the hunger moon flew slowly across the nighttime sky. we sat underneath the barely visible stars watching her traverse the distance between sunrise and sunset while we munched on our oatmeal blueberry muffin. yum. love is good.
A McMuffin in the morning opens up a bright day. Perhaps that little bit of warmth was enough to chase away the sleepiness and add a bit of love to her life.
Blueberry muffin. I really don’t care for one. I’d prefer a stud muffin. May be too late at my age. I still can wish.
the muffin was sitting on the counter looking wonderful. i reached for it but i knew i shouldnt take it because it was my sisters, but it was irresitable. i bit into it, only to find that it was horrible.. i shouldnt have done that.
I really like muffins. Today my Girl Scouts food committee met, and we spent like forever discussing the Costco muffins. Personally, I don’t think they’re all that great. We all agreed that they’re ridiculously giant, though.
you is my muffin.
my love
my past
my virginity
my secrets.
my penguin.
muffins get moldy too.
Chocolate brown. Fluffy. Something to run with, to go, unwrap slowly, carefully, make sure no one is watching. On the bus, in class, hope the professor doesn’t hear. Will the other students be jealous? Will I leave evidence of my haste, crumbs, discarded plastic?
I hate muffins. My aunt would give me muffins every morning when she’d try to get me off to school. I love her. Aunt Roxie. Her kids are bonkers, but she’s fantastic. Strong, resilient. Strong-willed. I’d rather not end up like her, and yet I admire her independence. How long did it take her to reach that sheer, strong state of mind? I would like to have it now. I want to go through life with it.
muffins make me think of a bran-filled breakfast, not-so-fun snacks compared to cupcakes, and a strange pet name between couples.
blueberry muffins. The smell wafted in from the kitchen along with the scent of coffee.
again? I thought it would be a different word if I clicked the button again. To tell the truth I never really liked muffins, they always come in second to cupcakes. Muffins look like cupcakes. I wonder If I can keep writing after time runs out. Huh, looks like I can.
Inside The Muffin lived a duck, his name was Wallace. Everyday, when The Muffin would go out for a jog, it would awaken Wallace. Wallace got so fed up, that he eventually killed The Muffin, rendering himself homeless. He died of hypothermia.
Blueberry muffins. Soft and crunchy, good to eat. The muffin man. Yes, everyone knows him. Have fun with your song children. Yes. tis a muffin.
Blueberry, preferably. it’s got to be fresh from the store. Those ones you get from Wal-mart or whatever don’t cut the mustard. Best one I ever had was in the Hamburg Airport. Mmmmmmmmm…..
Muffin – makes me think of a winter day. How warm it is inside. How comforting it is as the snow falls past your sight in a window.
There was a muffin waiting for me on the glossy kitchen table that morning, accompanied by that day’s newspaper and hot milo in my favourite, turquoise mug. As I sat down, still wrapped in sheets, I smiled and felt happy.
A muffin sat upon my plate. We seemed to have a staring contest, I found it unappealing and as did it. My stomach lurched yet a second time. The feeling of cold sweat on the corner of my brow and my fingers clamy. The muffin almost sickening me to even look at it’s spotted blue berry face., it’s crumbley appearance and a pale-golden brown in color.
My cousins had a cat once upon a time, named Muffin. He was a blonde tabby, and mean as the day is long. I remember he had is own chair, and if you were caught by the cat sitting in it, he’d howl and hiss at you. Mean little bastard, he was…
the little brown muffin said nothing to the man as the executive tore him to pieces. he wanted to shout “help!” or “please!” or maybe “i love you!” he wanted to talk to the man about philosophy, to tell him that in his time on this counter he had heard the greatest stories. he wanted to ask about the civil war. he wanted to know about music. but the man couldn’t hear him. he didn’t want to.
I like muffins. They taste very good. Who doesnt like muffins are crazy! I like banana muffins mostly becuase bananas are yummy! I got here from stumble upon. YAY
This could be the name of your cat. Maybe it’s a way of describing your cute, manly neighbor. Might be good on a cold winter’s morning with a cup of Joe. When I think of a muffin I think of comfort. Then I think of ear muffs and go off on another tangent.
I think in an alien language, the word “muffin” would have a completely different meaning. Something to do with “goofing off” or “screwing something up”. Oh, yeah! Back in the day we used to say we “muffed” it. Meaning we did something incorrectly.
Muffins were one of her favourite foods. They were good for about anything. She could have one for breakfast on her way out the door (at seven in the evening, mind) on her way to work. she could sneak one at work. She could sneak one into the library when she would use the computers for twelve straight hours, the internet was cut at home, and she could have them for dinner when she felt subhuman enough to not eat much of anything.
Muffins are great. I realized that I LOVE cinnamon streusel muffins. I had one once at Perkins and it was amazing. Then they stopped making them and i wanted to fight someone.
I love muffins, they taste good. I used to have a friend called Amy, in year 7, and on a msn chat we drew a random picture of a “evil muffin” or something like that. I once heard that muffins are just ugly cupcakes, or maybe it was the other way around.