Oh, where to start? I live in a dorm room where there are 3 outlets in the whole room. Therefore, I have to add more due to my geeky gaming habit.
CS
malls. love them and hate them. sometimes all yu find is junk and thenn…. the one perfect item that fits and is a great price… oh the hunt
Anonymous
mall witha buch of clothes archies comics desewr b betty anfd vrrroinca shopping custard good deal orange shoes not in size texa
jally
he couldn’t find an outlet that would work for his laptop power chord. his was a new laptop, with a true human face for plugs. the building? old yet beuatiful, it’s outlets nothing but a mouthless face.
still, he loved the building. it had charm. not like those building with black marble toilets and comforters. no, this w
Martin
She hissed, trying desperately not to use her words as an outlet for her anger. He had done it again, and this time she was not going to freak out on him, she was not going to throw something…Oh hell, let’s just roll with it.
“Idiot!”
“what?” Greg flinched at the word. He was curled up on the couch as if trying to make himself small enough to escape her fury.
“I told you, never do this again! What do you? You run off and do it again!”
“I can’t help it!”
“I can’t help firing you!”
This sent a cold spear into Greg’s stomach. He shivered; firing was not an option, not with they way he lived.
“If the boss figures out what you’re doing, you’re screwed. And I probably will be too.”
“It won’t happen again.” He sat up and tried to look serious.
Awesomeperson
Some people love the outlet malls. I think you get a better deal waiting for 75% off sales at the local stores. Some people call going to the outlet mall a vacation.
kathy
I once stuck a fork in the outlet and that was an issue, though I had a nice view of the water: it was a sunny little outlet where the rays shone on every bit of grass. Only school hadn’t let out yet and I wanted to badly to
Gabrielle
the power outlet was on when I touched it. Electric shivers down the uterine walls and the splash of death. A Plathic poet’s violent end.
J
i could really use one. it seems as if I never get a break. why god why. cant you just cut me a little slack? kthnx.
alysha
the outlet is here and there and everywhere. giving light and power and everything inbetween. three holes. a straight smile. outlet to the world, outlet mall. OUTLET! the ball is passed.
mary ann
He is my only outlet. When in times of true lamentation, I just think about Him. I know I can trust Him. I know He will make everything right.
He’s giving someone else to love right now and I thank him for that.
yonochan
i only find words as a power outlet. what am i talking about? That is bullshit. i lied. Does this make me a compulsive liar? i think not. i was just rushed to write something in sixty seconds.
htdf
everyone needs an outlet. what goes in must come out so especially if you have an inlet you must have an outlet. outlets let things out of something. so when you talk about an outlet, we’re separating a system from its surroundings. Outlets are channels, which could be physical, or not.
d
The prongs wouldn’t fit into the outlet, crooked from many days of tugging on the cord instead of turning the lamp off in the correct fashion. I stomped my foot and turned on James, prepared to face him in the darkness.
“We’re getting a divorce,” I screamed.
“I know,” he said. “I’ll call the moving van.”
terry
i like to go outlet shopping. once after a tournament i was shopping at the gap outlet and i decided to chop my hair off, like rihanna. it looked awesome. then i shaved my head because michelle lost hers. we both look hot.
emily
the outlet was clogged with the flesh of several small, but regrettably deceased gophers.
Peter Ma.
outlet is a funny word uh, store, another part of a chain, for refurbished, get yourself killed on an outlet, for electricity, to power things, got say something, uh, brother alws.
Z
one word, is just a word, and in that sense its meaning is rather funny and leads you into a loop of thought. Let’s see, one word, actually consists of two words, and thus, to communicate the fact that there is “one word”, we use two words.
Ashwin
I can fix an extension cord, if it gets ripped apart. I make a living.
r.a.
Outlets are very bad. You plug it in and SHABAM! Electricity.
Erin
there are many outlets around, most are shit. all of them are shit. fuck mostly everything, why do i need more?
fuck
so, i guess this is all i have to say, i suppose i’m not that interesting. outlet? fuck it. wait, outlet stores?
jesus h christ
I walked by the quaint outlet mall, the snow gently falling on it’s tilted roof. I opened the door quietly, and a small bell rung above it, signaling my entrance. I smiled. It was beautiful. So calm, and welcoming. My heart soared.
Chelsea P.
The only way I could feel human . . .
I reached into my pocket, feeling the sharp, metallic object. I ran my course, trembling fingers along the smooth, deadly blade, wincing softly as soon as it pricked my skin.
. . . was to feel pain. Because I’d rather feel pain than feel nothing at all. This was my only outlet.
Starrycup665
for all my paranoia, psychoses and general scariness
Sweary
an outlet for passion may be love. Passion overflows everywhere, and it needs an outlet. Always pacify passion. Let it run wild, find your own outlet for passion. Find that place where your outlet is.
Truth-Kills
shopping, outlet malls, crowds to walls
electric flows crazy, short out. “dont put a fork in there” plug it in, go, all ya need to know. discount
Josh
Electrical. Factory. Store. Freedom. Letting loose. Letting go. Outlet…everyone needs an outlet, regardless of what kind of outlet it is.
Kristen
It was a rush. The simple, yet elastic feeling which exploded like a torrent. I looked at him, and, in my fury, unleashed. It was the single greatest moment of my life. It was the first time I stood up to my mother’s boyfriend…punching him in the face. That was when I knew, I would never respect such a man for my mother.
Darkpoet
outlet spoutlet, everybody coutelet!
Anonymous
I stuck my fork in and was transported to a new world. In my mouth I tasted a strange metalic taste, but I didn’t really mind it. I had finally found peace that passeth understanding.
Steven
Outlet malls, outlets for electricity. I plug into an outliet and let the electricity flow. it flows into my computer and when I turn it on, the outlet of electricity lets my creativity flow and it becomes an outlet for my creativity.
Solange
Outlet stores have cheaper clothes than other ones, but it seems like I can never find what I want when I’m there.
There are never enough outlets in Allen Fieldhouse for all of the campers to plug their laptops in.
If the offense isn’t working, use the outlet pass and set-up again.
I like having Kara as a roommate–she’s a great outlet for my stress.
Jo
They were running to find an outlet but there were nothing but walls. Walls and hallways in all directions but no doors. Or were there doors and they just couldnt see them. Those flouresent lights shining above them. Confusing and altering their perception.
Mona
There are only so many outlets for the human conscience. You can think you’re cool all you want, but thinking something matters to you is a situation with a gravity all its own. Keep your alibis and whereabouts straight, in the long-run. No matter your metier, make it a relieving on.
CAPSLOCK
I’m searching for a way to release all that builds within me. In the past, I sought release in an unhealthy way… some would say crazy and still more harmful. Now, I search for a new outlet.
me
i plug so much stuff into my outlet its hilarious. its probably a fire hazard too, which is not so hilarious. like i have an outlet and two power strips which turns the outlet into like 12 spots for plugs. sometimes i put a power strip in the power strip.
sam
i like to shop here because i get things that are really cool for really cheap. sometimes they rip you off though. i guess that’s okay. there’s one that just opened up by my house. i haven’t been there very much. i wanted to work there over christmas break, but i didn’t get a job. c’est la vie. nobody wants to hire me anyway. double c’est la vie.
Em
I always thought that to truy find an outlet for the madness that is my consciousness I would need to take a step off the edge. Unfortunately for the rest of the world the only outlet I could find was to explore the wonders of serial decapition.
JR
it gives power but attaches you so you never leve it gives you what you want but in return it takes you your the host no meaning to them what happens to you cause in the end you lose everything including your life.
a person who writes depressing things but is a happy person on the inside and outside
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Oh, where to start? I live in a dorm room where there are 3 outlets in the whole room. Therefore, I have to add more due to my geeky gaming habit.
malls. love them and hate them. sometimes all yu find is junk and thenn…. the one perfect item that fits and is a great price… oh the hunt
mall witha buch of clothes archies comics desewr b betty anfd vrrroinca shopping custard good deal orange shoes not in size texa
he couldn’t find an outlet that would work for his laptop power chord. his was a new laptop, with a true human face for plugs. the building? old yet beuatiful, it’s outlets nothing but a mouthless face.
still, he loved the building. it had charm. not like those building with black marble toilets and comforters. no, this w
She hissed, trying desperately not to use her words as an outlet for her anger. He had done it again, and this time she was not going to freak out on him, she was not going to throw something…Oh hell, let’s just roll with it.
“Idiot!”
“what?” Greg flinched at the word. He was curled up on the couch as if trying to make himself small enough to escape her fury.
“I told you, never do this again! What do you? You run off and do it again!”
“I can’t help it!”
“I can’t help firing you!”
This sent a cold spear into Greg’s stomach. He shivered; firing was not an option, not with they way he lived.
“If the boss figures out what you’re doing, you’re screwed. And I probably will be too.”
“It won’t happen again.” He sat up and tried to look serious.
Some people love the outlet malls. I think you get a better deal waiting for 75% off sales at the local stores. Some people call going to the outlet mall a vacation.
I once stuck a fork in the outlet and that was an issue, though I had a nice view of the water: it was a sunny little outlet where the rays shone on every bit of grass. Only school hadn’t let out yet and I wanted to badly to
the power outlet was on when I touched it. Electric shivers down the uterine walls and the splash of death. A Plathic poet’s violent end.
i could really use one. it seems as if I never get a break. why god why. cant you just cut me a little slack? kthnx.
the outlet is here and there and everywhere. giving light and power and everything inbetween. three holes. a straight smile. outlet to the world, outlet mall. OUTLET! the ball is passed.
He is my only outlet. When in times of true lamentation, I just think about Him. I know I can trust Him. I know He will make everything right.
He’s giving someone else to love right now and I thank him for that.
i only find words as a power outlet. what am i talking about? That is bullshit. i lied. Does this make me a compulsive liar? i think not. i was just rushed to write something in sixty seconds.
everyone needs an outlet. what goes in must come out so especially if you have an inlet you must have an outlet. outlets let things out of something. so when you talk about an outlet, we’re separating a system from its surroundings. Outlets are channels, which could be physical, or not.
The prongs wouldn’t fit into the outlet, crooked from many days of tugging on the cord instead of turning the lamp off in the correct fashion. I stomped my foot and turned on James, prepared to face him in the darkness.
“We’re getting a divorce,” I screamed.
“I know,” he said. “I’ll call the moving van.”
i like to go outlet shopping. once after a tournament i was shopping at the gap outlet and i decided to chop my hair off, like rihanna. it looked awesome. then i shaved my head because michelle lost hers. we both look hot.
the outlet was clogged with the flesh of several small, but regrettably deceased gophers.
outlet is a funny word uh, store, another part of a chain, for refurbished, get yourself killed on an outlet, for electricity, to power things, got say something, uh, brother alws.
one word, is just a word, and in that sense its meaning is rather funny and leads you into a loop of thought. Let’s see, one word, actually consists of two words, and thus, to communicate the fact that there is “one word”, we use two words.
I can fix an extension cord, if it gets ripped apart. I make a living.
Outlets are very bad. You plug it in and SHABAM! Electricity.
there are many outlets around, most are shit. all of them are shit. fuck mostly everything, why do i need more?
fuck
so, i guess this is all i have to say, i suppose i’m not that interesting. outlet? fuck it. wait, outlet stores?
I walked by the quaint outlet mall, the snow gently falling on it’s tilted roof. I opened the door quietly, and a small bell rung above it, signaling my entrance. I smiled. It was beautiful. So calm, and welcoming. My heart soared.
The only way I could feel human . . .
I reached into my pocket, feeling the sharp, metallic object. I ran my course, trembling fingers along the smooth, deadly blade, wincing softly as soon as it pricked my skin.
. . . was to feel pain. Because I’d rather feel pain than feel nothing at all. This was my only outlet.
for all my paranoia, psychoses and general scariness
an outlet for passion may be love. Passion overflows everywhere, and it needs an outlet. Always pacify passion. Let it run wild, find your own outlet for passion. Find that place where your outlet is.
shopping, outlet malls, crowds to walls
electric flows crazy, short out. “dont put a fork in there” plug it in, go, all ya need to know. discount
Electrical. Factory. Store. Freedom. Letting loose. Letting go. Outlet…everyone needs an outlet, regardless of what kind of outlet it is.
It was a rush. The simple, yet elastic feeling which exploded like a torrent. I looked at him, and, in my fury, unleashed. It was the single greatest moment of my life. It was the first time I stood up to my mother’s boyfriend…punching him in the face. That was when I knew, I would never respect such a man for my mother.
outlet spoutlet, everybody coutelet!
I stuck my fork in and was transported to a new world. In my mouth I tasted a strange metalic taste, but I didn’t really mind it. I had finally found peace that passeth understanding.
Outlet malls, outlets for electricity. I plug into an outliet and let the electricity flow. it flows into my computer and when I turn it on, the outlet of electricity lets my creativity flow and it becomes an outlet for my creativity.
Outlet stores have cheaper clothes than other ones, but it seems like I can never find what I want when I’m there.
There are never enough outlets in Allen Fieldhouse for all of the campers to plug their laptops in.
If the offense isn’t working, use the outlet pass and set-up again.
I like having Kara as a roommate–she’s a great outlet for my stress.
They were running to find an outlet but there were nothing but walls. Walls and hallways in all directions but no doors. Or were there doors and they just couldnt see them. Those flouresent lights shining above them. Confusing and altering their perception.
There are only so many outlets for the human conscience. You can think you’re cool all you want, but thinking something matters to you is a situation with a gravity all its own. Keep your alibis and whereabouts straight, in the long-run. No matter your metier, make it a relieving on.
I’m searching for a way to release all that builds within me. In the past, I sought release in an unhealthy way… some would say crazy and still more harmful. Now, I search for a new outlet.
i plug so much stuff into my outlet its hilarious. its probably a fire hazard too, which is not so hilarious. like i have an outlet and two power strips which turns the outlet into like 12 spots for plugs. sometimes i put a power strip in the power strip.
i like to shop here because i get things that are really cool for really cheap. sometimes they rip you off though. i guess that’s okay. there’s one that just opened up by my house. i haven’t been there very much. i wanted to work there over christmas break, but i didn’t get a job. c’est la vie. nobody wants to hire me anyway. double c’est la vie.
I always thought that to truy find an outlet for the madness that is my consciousness I would need to take a step off the edge. Unfortunately for the rest of the world the only outlet I could find was to explore the wonders of serial decapition.
it gives power but attaches you so you never leve it gives you what you want but in return it takes you your the host no meaning to them what happens to you cause in the end you lose everything including your life.
buy stuff cothes promotion sex depression traffic cashhere peoples salesperson whatever games faraway usa capitalism women