sHE stood with just her panties on, staring at the reflection, cast by the mirror in the dressing room stall. The scars had healed, ugly and rugged, but the pain was gone. Years will go by before she feels comfortable with being naked in front of her husband again
Anonymous
stop doing things, just stay still and don’t move. don’t let her touch you or him touch her. Just back away, and leave. Just leave the airport. Leave the country. Leave this plane. Just fly away and never return. Never look back. Never surrender. Never admit. I hope that’ll be enough to stop this. I hope that’ll be good.
Velma J
im the bathroom stall i saw the most obscure object. it was round and full of colour. at first i thought it was a physical object, but then i realized it was my soul. i died that night. the night in the stall.
Abbie
“You’re stalling!” She accused him crossly, angry now. This was supposed to be a special night, and all he could do was put her off. She didn’t know what was going on, but she wasn’t going to come second any more.
Scylax
She was doing it again. Always doing it. I couldn’t believe it. Everytime I spoke to hear these days she was so awkward about it. “I’m sorry,” I wanted to say. but what else is there to say? it was an accident, one time, one little mistake. And with no one else around it was even worse. no one could hear the silence or feel the tension she held around us. it was killing me but there is nothing to do
cough cough
something in the bathroom that you sit in or on or whatever you want to do with it woo dont stall your mom or she’ll get angry!!!
ronnie
bathroom, privacy, happy days of pure joyfuillazinglyfullicious happilificnicetines that is unangryfulifihatermation
Catie
Bathroom. Girls who hover ruin it for the rest of us.
Mari
It was inevitable that the time would come when she would slash at him with her nails.
He had done so much damage to her that she no longer understood who she was or even recognised the skin that hung over the ruined internals.
Like a plane pulled too hard into a climb her stall was inevitable. Who knew if she would ever recover from the downward spiral.
He wept with the agony of what might yet come.
Sir
stall is quite a weird word reminds me of our crappy car and other cars….. i think i don’t like it.. to many lls and a a inside does not help oh no running out of ti
khalia
bathroom nastiness i dont want to be in smell, but it gives me privacy so ii uper happpy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sam
When I saw the one word website, I thought you only had to write one word that you think of when you saw this, so the first thought in my mind was “time”, and so I wrote that. There you go.
Gaby Castro
in order to bide more time for one’s self in order to complete a task at hand. it is something that everyone has done at one point in his or her lives. i would bet that the majority of the time this is unsuccessful.
erik w
time
Gaby Castro
i stalled while i was trying to decide what i wanted to write. hahaha.
oh this is so silly ! :D
bob.
she stood before him, her eyes lowered, wondering if she could distract him for long enough. she needed to stall, they needed more time, panic rose in her, what if he turned and noticed them gone………
jade
the first stall in the bathroom is always the most clean because people always think it’s the dirtiest. It’s kind of wierd. i always go in the first stall because I don’t like dirty stalls. Yesterday someone pooped in the third stall at school and didn’t flush and it was so so nasty.
In a bathroom out in st johns a mysterious man of an old age sat in a stall and pondered. Where does my waste go?
Anonymous
I’m trying to stall time, so I can avoid talking to you. I don’t feel like listening to you whine, so I’m doing everything else to keep from calling you tonight.
Layla Macoran
There in the stall I sat waiting for it all to end. Just one more push and it would be all over. Damn that Taco Bell and the agents of destruction that they call the cooks. How could they be human and perform such dastardly deeds
Josh
sometimes i wonder how i have landed myself here, in a grimy truck stop station in the middle of utah. who has been here before me? who has washed sweat from their hands? tears from their face? slept inside for the night. porcelain skin is flecked impermanently.
carolyn
When I see the word ‘stall’ I think of bathroom stalls because I hate them and they’re creepy and I think public washrooms are so SCARY because everyone can potentially hear you do your business. That’s SCARY. One time when I was 7 my friend looked over the edge of the wall and said I CAN SEE YOU PEEING. I was MORTIFIED. I have since been scared to do ANYTHING in those public washrooms.
Bria
I always have trouble thinking of what to say. Even when trying to come up with something clever. I can’t stall, I can’t ask for more time. So instead I just kinda rattle off, and well hey, there ya go. And so everything is nonsense, but it’s recognized. It’s sporatic, but has a point.
Andrew
I had to stall him. What else could I do? Let him find out that Ry was in there, rifling through his things? No. He’d kill Ry.
So, like I said, I had to stall him. By any means.
I’ve never wanted to be anything more than true to Ry. He was my partner, my best friend, and my love. But I had to do it, for him. I had to do Barry for him.
L
i was told i had to come by but it appears every is going to stall this line due to the fact they have know control over this crowd. crowd control gives you a better way than just to stall everyone and not give them an excuse as to who why or the reason behind them taking so long. I’ts best when someone gives you a reason for being at a stand stil or such as they say just a stall. This can become very iritating just as everyone has been in this situation before and you wonder what is the hold up. why dont they give us a reason for this kind of activity. dont just stand there and look like a loser…find out what the stall is all about….this is really crazy…i have never done this before
terry
i love reading the words on teh stall in jucntion. it’s likea miniature glimpse int oteh lvies of people that i will never meet. eveer. still, sometimes it jsut sucks to see what people write. or what ethy write on. liek in eagle pass. what the hell is up wit that? those bathrooms are beautiful, but people scriblle and carve all over teh stalls.
of course, stalls are no tonly in bathrooms, they’re animal stalls also…but those are just gorsss. will never go to a pig stall again.
cjryuu@yahoo.com
She motioned me towards the stall and there inside stood the most noble horse i had ever seen… a thoroughbred… a Champion standing sleek and proud, staring, assessing my worthiness of an audience at his Court.
fd
she to the stall in,
with open arms she embrased all of its emotions until nothing else matter in the whole world. Just her and him. two lovers together in a passionless world.
BP
look at me. loot at me. hands in the air like its good to be alive, in such a small word.
to hold off.
to distract.
to lie.
Meagan
horse. Bathroom. Writing. Graffiti. Gang Signs. Lock. School. Hay. Procrastinate.
Kirsten
I can’t keep it up. If I stall him again he will know and then we will be dead. Just get him what he wants. This is your mess and you draged me into it so fix it and fix it
Joe Dunnbridge
My car just stalled on the highway and I have to poop
gary
A place where horses are kept. I don’t know where i got this from but a good friend of me told me its a
Anonymous
To hesitate or distract, perhaps you are nervous or just want to keep someone for something, it can be an animal’s sanctuary and even as something as simple as a toilet. :)
Emily Lawless
Thea was stalling, and failing at it. She knew Lex would never fall for it, let alone even listen to her attempts, but the idea of catching a crazed multi-dimensional killer lost its glamour once you found out you had to literally catch him and she would try just about anything to get out of it.
Taryn
a stall is where my horse lives…it’s cozy and warm and filled with sweet smelling hay. She loves to hang out there and sometimes get into mischief while I sit at home wondering what she’s up to.
janine
i dont even know what stall means
anomimoos
I stalled him once more, desperate for him not to enter the room. My body blocked the doorway, a determined hand keeping the handle turned into the lock. It would be my blood on the floor if I erred in my task; I had let him slip past the first portal, and here was my last chance to save myself.
Nurgette
The stall was full when I suddenly burst in, ready to use the toilet. It was the men’s bathroom. Damn.
sHE stood with just her panties on, staring at the reflection, cast by the mirror in the dressing room stall. The scars had healed, ugly and rugged, but the pain was gone. Years will go by before she feels comfortable with being naked in front of her husband again
stop doing things, just stay still and don’t move. don’t let her touch you or him touch her. Just back away, and leave. Just leave the airport. Leave the country. Leave this plane. Just fly away and never return. Never look back. Never surrender. Never admit. I hope that’ll be enough to stop this. I hope that’ll be good.
im the bathroom stall i saw the most obscure object. it was round and full of colour. at first i thought it was a physical object, but then i realized it was my soul. i died that night. the night in the stall.
“You’re stalling!” She accused him crossly, angry now. This was supposed to be a special night, and all he could do was put her off. She didn’t know what was going on, but she wasn’t going to come second any more.
She was doing it again. Always doing it. I couldn’t believe it. Everytime I spoke to hear these days she was so awkward about it. “I’m sorry,” I wanted to say. but what else is there to say? it was an accident, one time, one little mistake. And with no one else around it was even worse. no one could hear the silence or feel the tension she held around us. it was killing me but there is nothing to do
something in the bathroom that you sit in or on or whatever you want to do with it woo dont stall your mom or she’ll get angry!!!
bathroom, privacy, happy days of pure joyfuillazinglyfullicious happilificnicetines that is unangryfulifihatermation
Bathroom. Girls who hover ruin it for the rest of us.
It was inevitable that the time would come when she would slash at him with her nails.
He had done so much damage to her that she no longer understood who she was or even recognised the skin that hung over the ruined internals.
Like a plane pulled too hard into a climb her stall was inevitable. Who knew if she would ever recover from the downward spiral.
He wept with the agony of what might yet come.
stall is quite a weird word reminds me of our crappy car and other cars….. i think i don’t like it.. to many lls and a a inside does not help oh no running out of ti
bathroom nastiness i dont want to be in smell, but it gives me privacy so ii uper happpy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When I saw the one word website, I thought you only had to write one word that you think of when you saw this, so the first thought in my mind was “time”, and so I wrote that. There you go.
in order to bide more time for one’s self in order to complete a task at hand. it is something that everyone has done at one point in his or her lives. i would bet that the majority of the time this is unsuccessful.
time
i stalled while i was trying to decide what i wanted to write. hahaha.
oh this is so silly ! :D
she stood before him, her eyes lowered, wondering if she could distract him for long enough. she needed to stall, they needed more time, panic rose in her, what if he turned and noticed them gone………
the first stall in the bathroom is always the most clean because people always think it’s the dirtiest. It’s kind of wierd. i always go in the first stall because I don’t like dirty stalls. Yesterday someone pooped in the third stall at school and didn’t flush and it was so so nasty.
http://dailybooth.com/MoShmo/1171544
In a bathroom out in st johns a mysterious man of an old age sat in a stall and pondered. Where does my waste go?
I’m trying to stall time, so I can avoid talking to you. I don’t feel like listening to you whine, so I’m doing everything else to keep from calling you tonight.
There in the stall I sat waiting for it all to end. Just one more push and it would be all over. Damn that Taco Bell and the agents of destruction that they call the cooks. How could they be human and perform such dastardly deeds
sometimes i wonder how i have landed myself here, in a grimy truck stop station in the middle of utah. who has been here before me? who has washed sweat from their hands? tears from their face? slept inside for the night. porcelain skin is flecked impermanently.
When I see the word ‘stall’ I think of bathroom stalls because I hate them and they’re creepy and I think public washrooms are so SCARY because everyone can potentially hear you do your business. That’s SCARY. One time when I was 7 my friend looked over the edge of the wall and said I CAN SEE YOU PEEING. I was MORTIFIED. I have since been scared to do ANYTHING in those public washrooms.
I always have trouble thinking of what to say. Even when trying to come up with something clever. I can’t stall, I can’t ask for more time. So instead I just kinda rattle off, and well hey, there ya go. And so everything is nonsense, but it’s recognized. It’s sporatic, but has a point.
I had to stall him. What else could I do? Let him find out that Ry was in there, rifling through his things? No. He’d kill Ry.
So, like I said, I had to stall him. By any means.
I’ve never wanted to be anything more than true to Ry. He was my partner, my best friend, and my love. But I had to do it, for him. I had to do Barry for him.
i was told i had to come by but it appears every is going to stall this line due to the fact they have know control over this crowd. crowd control gives you a better way than just to stall everyone and not give them an excuse as to who why or the reason behind them taking so long. I’ts best when someone gives you a reason for being at a stand stil or such as they say just a stall. This can become very iritating just as everyone has been in this situation before and you wonder what is the hold up. why dont they give us a reason for this kind of activity. dont just stand there and look like a loser…find out what the stall is all about….this is really crazy…i have never done this before
i love reading the words on teh stall in jucntion. it’s likea miniature glimpse int oteh lvies of people that i will never meet. eveer. still, sometimes it jsut sucks to see what people write. or what ethy write on. liek in eagle pass. what the hell is up wit that? those bathrooms are beautiful, but people scriblle and carve all over teh stalls.
of course, stalls are no tonly in bathrooms, they’re animal stalls also…but those are just gorsss. will never go to a pig stall again.
She motioned me towards the stall and there inside stood the most noble horse i had ever seen… a thoroughbred… a Champion standing sleek and proud, staring, assessing my worthiness of an audience at his Court.
she to the stall in,
with open arms she embrased all of its emotions until nothing else matter in the whole world. Just her and him. two lovers together in a passionless world.
look at me. loot at me. hands in the air like its good to be alive, in such a small word.
to hold off.
to distract.
to lie.
horse. Bathroom. Writing. Graffiti. Gang Signs. Lock. School. Hay. Procrastinate.
I can’t keep it up. If I stall him again he will know and then we will be dead. Just get him what he wants. This is your mess and you draged me into it so fix it and fix it
My car just stalled on the highway and I have to poop
A place where horses are kept. I don’t know where i got this from but a good friend of me told me its a
To hesitate or distract, perhaps you are nervous or just want to keep someone for something, it can be an animal’s sanctuary and even as something as simple as a toilet. :)
Thea was stalling, and failing at it. She knew Lex would never fall for it, let alone even listen to her attempts, but the idea of catching a crazed multi-dimensional killer lost its glamour once you found out you had to literally catch him and she would try just about anything to get out of it.
a stall is where my horse lives…it’s cozy and warm and filled with sweet smelling hay. She loves to hang out there and sometimes get into mischief while I sit at home wondering what she’s up to.
i dont even know what stall means
I stalled him once more, desperate for him not to enter the room. My body blocked the doorway, a determined hand keeping the handle turned into the lock. It would be my blood on the floor if I erred in my task; I had let him slip past the first portal, and here was my last chance to save myself.
The stall was full when I suddenly burst in, ready to use the toilet. It was the men’s bathroom. Damn.