Piles and piles of straw as far as the eye could see. At least that’s what the long stems of mown grass seemed like to her. It reminded her of that story, one of the fairy tales she’d been told long ago. Of a young girl who got caught up in the lies her father told.
Tangerine
straw is what horses eat. its golden and soft and has a homey- type smell. very farm-like.
a straw is also a tube that you can use to suck up liquids. it reminds me of the 50s. O.o
Harmony Knill
a straw sat idly in my glass of orange juice. I kept my eyes focused solely on the straw because it gave me an excuse not to look into the eyes of the man that sat in front of me. His blue eyes would have been too much for me, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to do it.
camilla
Straw is something that cows graze on. The same can be used as fuel as it is abundant in farms around the world that grow crops. Other than that, straw can be used for making roofs at many places of the world.
pritam
The girl walked into Burger King with her money in hand. As she contemplated on what to order, it occurred to her that she would not have enough for a drink. She looked at the stack straws near the soda fountains and a thought came to her mind. If she stole all of the straws, they’d have to provide her with a drink. Either that, or they would arrest her and ban her from the eatery.
horses eat straw and i guess it’s yummy for them and it’s yellow and straws are also red striped things that you use in drinks?! and it’s what the house the first piggy built was made out of.
Ashley
A wicked witch threatening you with fire, so that you’ll burn to the ground following the brink of her desire.
Hannah
The mime actor wearing red and white striped leg stockings slurped loudly on his red and white striped straw from a red and white striped carton.
Charles
I need a straw hat. I love to garden but the sun is brutal. Yesterday, while walking my dogs, I passed a woman working in her garden, wearing a beautiful straw hat. I want one!
My girlfriend has to use these to drink all fizzy drinks because it affects her teeth. I only ever use them when I am at a cocktail bar or a fast food joint. I remember my friends and I used to get sherburt straws.
Benjamin Charles
Straw Oh how you have not been useful to me. I am completely capable of drinking from a cup without the help of a straw.
Untz untz untz
The bales of straw, piled high, temporarilly obscured a view that to the boy had become as reliable as the setting of the sun. As he rounded the stack to help unload another from the back of the battered Ford, he barely took in the far mountaintops, or the grain waving in the wind. Like so many others, he had forgotten they existed.
Richard
Rebecca wondered how romance novelists thought this was such a wonderful place to be.
“This straw is itchy and it’s digging into my back,” she moaned to her paramour.
when I think of straw, I think of Coke. I think of soft drinks. I think of sipping something out of something. Oh wait, I think of a hat too. A straw is something that bridges ourselves from the things that we want or in case of a hat, some protection.
a straw is made of plastic it is harmful… straw is used to sip liquid. it can also be a grass straw. it is collected as fodder . it is brown
There are fancy straws too. in various colours. its used for decoration too.
k
I put my straw in the cup, and then realized I fucking hate straws. I sat there staring at it, wondering why the fuck I just did that. Then I looked up, the sun was out. Something felt odd, like I was seconds away from some epiphany. Like I was just out of reach of some big phenomenal realization. Like I could extend my fingers and stroke the very fabric of life.
Then I remembered I fucking hate straws, and threw it away.
William
I always choose the red straw. I don’t really know why. When you’re made to feel you have to choose you just try and assign some significance to it. If I were a better person I’d choose the blue one.
Straws: not a useful invention ! i never used one in my life, maybe it s because i can find so much pleasure drinking directly from the cup, the can, and sometimes from the bottle! of course some people find it helpful if they are old or some sort of sick, but for me, whoever invented the straw was a bored person who had nothing to!
a straw is something you use to drink.it is useless to me, but some people find it very helpful especially old people with weak teeth or sick people.but i never really used it.i find a great pleasure drinking directly from the can, the cup or sometimes the bottle! at the end, whoever invented straw, obviously was very bored and had nothing to do.. like me, now.
rana farhat
the last straw, the last betrayal, so public, so humiliating, so unnecessary that it was a potent and absolute act of the will to hurt and destroy, the last to ever have such a chance, the last to be welcome with an open trusting, all giving, fearless heart, that possibility destroyed for anyone in this lifetime, a theft of seven years, wherein was the possibility of two miracles, I know that for a fact, lost again , perhaps forever
It was the last straw. I thought I had solved this damn marriage issue. But it surfaced again. I had wanted to go to this really swanky grill place which my friends had been raving about . He refused it downright! Now, he’s taking his sister and family there. Humph!
Arathi Menon
i like to put straws in my drinks. not the kind of straw you can make into a hat. im not really too good of a writer but at least im here and i am not fat. i accidently hit the back button so here i am again writing writing writing about straw. or straws. whatever.. its not like it matters right?
tanner
She fiddled with the plastic straw floating in the drink, twirling it between her fingers, looking absent-mindedly out the window, biting her lip as she did so. I sat, content, on the opposite side of the booth, happy to just stare at her, and take in her perfection, her imperfection, her infinite beauty and flaming self-respect. Noticing my blatant gaze, she looked down at the marble table, trying to shake me off. But I didn’t falter, and when she looked back up again, she caught my ever-so-slightly creepy eye and smiled, breaking into a laugh.
I do not think I can recall a moment in my life where I have been happier than those three hours I spent with her in that little cafe.
It was the last straw, I fell like all my hard work had gone in vain. I did everything possible to save the bird that had fallen into the hole, but alas! has I brought it forth it fell to it death.
victor walkes
It wasss the last straw, I fell like all my hard work had gone in vain. I did everything possible to save the bird that had fallen into the hole, but alas! has I brought it forth it fell to it death.
victor walkes
berry jelly tasted good in the summer with vidka and lime. We all like being drunk in the sun dont we? but that has nothing to do with straw does it?
Um…
HAT, YES! win.
Ben
The straw bale broke their fall, but as John’s arm hit the ground the gun was sent spinning across the deck. Another wave hit washing it overboard. “The note, John, if you please”, Paul demanded at the other end of the pole.
stevelw
Straw sticks out of the mouth of the would-be cow boy except he is in manhattan and the straw is really a toothpick. He wears his cowboy boots every day and dreams that he is in his black range rover on the plains
dusty days stretch on and on as it gets hotter and hotter and we need to get more and more upon that creaking trailer, old plywood split and older hitch rusted and disgruntled. Young men get their first shot at driving and lurch brothers from high platforms of stacked straw
Daniel O'Brien
moi j’aime les pailles, les pailles ah sont belles et toi tu sortiras les poubelles ? non ! jamais plus !
toto
That was the last straw. The final piece that did her in. She was finshed, gone. Out of here. She heard his car in the driveway and grabbed the nearest bag. Opening her drawers she began to stuff it full of clothes, jamming her things down, deep and hard, until the bag was overflowing .
The little girl picked up her straw. She gingerly removed half of the wrapper before aiming at her target’s head. One deep breath and… launch. The remaining half of the wrapper sailed through the air and hit her father in the forehead. Mission accomplished.
Caitlin
And that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. It stopped there…i couldnt take anymore. i had to let go of a friend to save myself. And since then, i have havent felt loss just a sense of relief…
I never knew that the song Turkey In The Straw was that song… That song everyone learns to play when they’re little. I mean, I never put the song and the title together in my head. This seems to shock people… Or it did back before I knew there was a problem with my knowledge. Now I know.
Piles and piles of straw as far as the eye could see. At least that’s what the long stems of mown grass seemed like to her. It reminded her of that story, one of the fairy tales she’d been told long ago. Of a young girl who got caught up in the lies her father told.
straw is what horses eat. its golden and soft and has a homey- type smell. very farm-like.
a straw is also a tube that you can use to suck up liquids. it reminds me of the 50s. O.o
a straw sat idly in my glass of orange juice. I kept my eyes focused solely on the straw because it gave me an excuse not to look into the eyes of the man that sat in front of me. His blue eyes would have been too much for me, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to do it.
Straw is something that cows graze on. The same can be used as fuel as it is abundant in farms around the world that grow crops. Other than that, straw can be used for making roofs at many places of the world.
The girl walked into Burger King with her money in hand. As she contemplated on what to order, it occurred to her that she would not have enough for a drink. She looked at the stack straws near the soda fountains and a thought came to her mind. If she stole all of the straws, they’d have to provide her with a drink. Either that, or they would arrest her and ban her from the eatery.
Stttrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaww.
Open wide.
Dawgter, diah’g-nosies peas?
Smoke’up, Dope’up, Drink’up. ====== Drawl 0f Intoxication.
Doi!
juice
slurp
soda
mcdonalds
burger kng
rapper
yellow
red
breath
bubbles
air
unhealthy
lungs
it’s usually striped and i don’t like plain straws. i like drinking out of it especially when it’s bendy. but i don’t like drinking water with them.
horses eat straw and i guess it’s yummy for them and it’s yellow and straws are also red striped things that you use in drinks?! and it’s what the house the first piggy built was made out of.
A wicked witch threatening you with fire, so that you’ll burn to the ground following the brink of her desire.
The mime actor wearing red and white striped leg stockings slurped loudly on his red and white striped straw from a red and white striped carton.
I need a straw hat. I love to garden but the sun is brutal. Yesterday, while walking my dogs, I passed a woman working in her garden, wearing a beautiful straw hat. I want one!
Le clou, sur mes frères, celui
de notre maille – en le tire…
émaas culture a le ion de lire
My girlfriend has to use these to drink all fizzy drinks because it affects her teeth. I only ever use them when I am at a cocktail bar or a fast food joint. I remember my friends and I used to get sherburt straws.
Straw Oh how you have not been useful to me. I am completely capable of drinking from a cup without the help of a straw.
The bales of straw, piled high, temporarilly obscured a view that to the boy had become as reliable as the setting of the sun. As he rounded the stack to help unload another from the back of the battered Ford, he barely took in the far mountaintops, or the grain waving in the wind. Like so many others, he had forgotten they existed.
Rebecca wondered how romance novelists thought this was such a wonderful place to be.
“This straw is itchy and it’s digging into my back,” she moaned to her paramour.
“Don’t worry,” Ed whispered. “It gets better.”
Straws..striped..bendable..round..tube-like…plastic..Straws.
when I think of straw, I think of Coke. I think of soft drinks. I think of sipping something out of something. Oh wait, I think of a hat too. A straw is something that bridges ourselves from the things that we want or in case of a hat, some protection.
a straw is made of plastic it is harmful… straw is used to sip liquid. it can also be a grass straw. it is collected as fodder . it is brown
There are fancy straws too. in various colours. its used for decoration too.
I put my straw in the cup, and then realized I fucking hate straws. I sat there staring at it, wondering why the fuck I just did that. Then I looked up, the sun was out. Something felt odd, like I was seconds away from some epiphany. Like I was just out of reach of some big phenomenal realization. Like I could extend my fingers and stroke the very fabric of life.
Then I remembered I fucking hate straws, and threw it away.
I always choose the red straw. I don’t really know why. When you’re made to feel you have to choose you just try and assign some significance to it. If I were a better person I’d choose the blue one.
Straws: not a useful invention ! i never used one in my life, maybe it s because i can find so much pleasure drinking directly from the cup, the can, and sometimes from the bottle! of course some people find it helpful if they are old or some sort of sick, but for me, whoever invented the straw was a bored person who had nothing to!
Straw sucks you in.
a straw is something you use to drink.it is useless to me, but some people find it very helpful especially old people with weak teeth or sick people.but i never really used it.i find a great pleasure drinking directly from the can, the cup or sometimes the bottle! at the end, whoever invented straw, obviously was very bored and had nothing to do.. like me, now.
the last straw, the last betrayal, so public, so humiliating, so unnecessary that it was a potent and absolute act of the will to hurt and destroy, the last to ever have such a chance, the last to be welcome with an open trusting, all giving, fearless heart, that possibility destroyed for anyone in this lifetime, a theft of seven years, wherein was the possibility of two miracles, I know that for a fact, lost again , perhaps forever
It was the last straw. I thought I had solved this damn marriage issue. But it surfaced again. I had wanted to go to this really swanky grill place which my friends had been raving about . He refused it downright! Now, he’s taking his sister and family there. Humph!
i like to put straws in my drinks. not the kind of straw you can make into a hat. im not really too good of a writer but at least im here and i am not fat. i accidently hit the back button so here i am again writing writing writing about straw. or straws. whatever.. its not like it matters right?
She fiddled with the plastic straw floating in the drink, twirling it between her fingers, looking absent-mindedly out the window, biting her lip as she did so. I sat, content, on the opposite side of the booth, happy to just stare at her, and take in her perfection, her imperfection, her infinite beauty and flaming self-respect. Noticing my blatant gaze, she looked down at the marble table, trying to shake me off. But I didn’t falter, and when she looked back up again, she caught my ever-so-slightly creepy eye and smiled, breaking into a laugh.
I do not think I can recall a moment in my life where I have been happier than those three hours I spent with her in that little cafe.
It was the last straw, I fell like all my hard work had gone in vain. I did everything possible to save the bird that had fallen into the hole, but alas! has I brought it forth it fell to it death.
It wasss the last straw, I fell like all my hard work had gone in vain. I did everything possible to save the bird that had fallen into the hole, but alas! has I brought it forth it fell to it death.
berry jelly tasted good in the summer with vidka and lime. We all like being drunk in the sun dont we? but that has nothing to do with straw does it?
Um…
HAT, YES! win.
The straw bale broke their fall, but as John’s arm hit the ground the gun was sent spinning across the deck. Another wave hit washing it overboard. “The note, John, if you please”, Paul demanded at the other end of the pole.
Straw sticks out of the mouth of the would-be cow boy except he is in manhattan and the straw is really a toothpick. He wears his cowboy boots every day and dreams that he is in his black range rover on the plains
dusty days stretch on and on as it gets hotter and hotter and we need to get more and more upon that creaking trailer, old plywood split and older hitch rusted and disgruntled. Young men get their first shot at driving and lurch brothers from high platforms of stacked straw
moi j’aime les pailles, les pailles ah sont belles et toi tu sortiras les poubelles ? non ! jamais plus !
That was the last straw. The final piece that did her in. She was finshed, gone. Out of here. She heard his car in the driveway and grabbed the nearest bag. Opening her drawers she began to stuff it full of clothes, jamming her things down, deep and hard, until the bag was overflowing .
The little girl picked up her straw. She gingerly removed half of the wrapper before aiming at her target’s head. One deep breath and… launch. The remaining half of the wrapper sailed through the air and hit her father in the forehead. Mission accomplished.
And that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. It stopped there…i couldnt take anymore. i had to let go of a friend to save myself. And since then, i have havent felt loss just a sense of relief…
I never knew that the song Turkey In The Straw was that song… That song everyone learns to play when they’re little. I mean, I never put the song and the title together in my head. This seems to shock people… Or it did back before I knew there was a problem with my knowledge. Now I know.