The lovely trailer was surrounded by unlovely trailers that were jealous and angry. Their life was filled with disappointment and disaster. Nobody became attached to the unlovely trailers. They knew this and fell into a deep depression.
Jenni
the apparatus in the trailer hummed and ha’d and tried to decide whether or not to work or join the legions of useless crap it inhabited the place alongside. ah fuck it thought i don’t want to live any more. so it didn’t.
oli
trailer. park. hill-billys with chipped teeth and ripped clothes.
A trailer park hung beyond the horizon like a disorderly crush of broken lego, reflecting the sick moon. The light refracted into the air, calling flies and suchlings to waver in their path, correct and adjust, follow the light. Momentum.
I grew up in a trailer. On one side was my sister and her family. On our other side was my garden, the place where I felt at home. I would pull wild grapes off the vine that crawled across the fence. Across the road was the pasture, the place where my horse and I could run free from the sadness of my mother’s cancer.
Amy
we have a trailer missing from the side of our house. it sits there almost all summer long, filled with musty air that marks each camping excursion. the cushions are well worn and the beds soft and lumpy, making it perfect for days spent by the lake and under the stars.
i love to watch trailers for movies. in fact, most of the time i like that better than the actual film. you get the benefit of seeing the best parts of movies for free (kinda) and your bag of sour patch is still full. bliss.
Lauren Bee
There are many trailers to many movies. These trailers can be good, bad, enticing, and sometimes demotivating. There is nothing worse than a demotivating trailer. These are the kind where you see it and say “there is no way!”.
Vincent
a short 30 second clip of a upcoming movie shown to entice the viewer to go see the movie. usually shows the most exciting or funniest moments in a movie. the most enjoyable part of the theater experience.
ashley
I like camping it is so much fun
red neck hunter
I sat in the theater incredulously viewing the latest trailer for the next big summer blockbuster: “Trailer” It is about a haunted 5th wheel camper that would be responsible for the deaths of the entire Johnson family and more.
Zukey Jones
He had been a general in Chiang Kai Shek’s army. She was an ex-nun beyond the perfect age for child-bearing. They lived in the trailer with their miracle child, a beautiful daughter with long legs and black hair and eyes. She was a pagan baby like the ones her mother sold in a former life for a nickel.
nannan
running
bare feet
the worn down path underneath is hot
rocky
sandy
finely ground like pepper that goes on spaghetti
One day, I was online, when I saw it. The most beautiful thing in the world. It was a trailer for my favorite movie, OMNOMNOM, attack of the Cookies. I watched every second, and got teary-eyed towards the end. The movie just looked so amazing! I couldn’t wait to go see it with all my friends. I knew it was going to be amazing! So i went to the website to look at the times for showings, and I saw it. The movie wasn’t showing in my area. I was heartbroken for the rest of my life.
Sophie
Park us near the field of meadows; so tall and fragrant. Listen to the crickets; Hear them?
They are the ones singing a sweet lullaby for us. They are the ones protecting our sleepy stars and sad laments. Underneath the moon they roam
everywhere; everywhere be…
be…
just be.
They are.
Leave behind the faintest prints little ones, to remind us of where you’ve been.
You travel alone; with us following each step…
Just be.
My mother always told me not to love trailer trash. But i did anyway.
Did i do it out of spite?
or was it truley and purely love?
I mean, he uisn’t all that handsome
and i can barely understand a word he says
but theres something that i feel
in which doesn’t let me let him leave.
Am i doing this out of hate?
Or is it adoration in its finest form?
I really hope it is because if not,
I am wasting my life with this fuck face.
there was a man in a trailer. His name was bob. Bob had four kids a wife and a dog. The dogs name was fred. He didn’t like his name very much. But Bob didn’t like living in the trailer so he felt like he should give his dog a bad name because he was mad at himself. It’s not that bob hadn’t done well for himself. In fact, Bob had done very well
Kyle
trailer park?
trailers for movie sets, trailers in the rain, in the sunshine, a decayed old trailer sits in a park, grass grows in it, why the mystique with trailers? what about them, picking up and going, is it about being able to afford more? or is it about being able to pick up and go whenever you want. a metropolis of nomads. a technologically equipped group of nomads.
she was a trailer.
everything she lived for–
all that she did, stepping on the bus, everything that she said, goodmorning to the driver, everything that she did, taking a seat behind the old man–
everything that she did was unreal, as though she were hollow, as though she wanted to be hollow, everything she did
only a trailer for something else,
the promise of something biggerbetterlouderheavier
My mouth is dried out. I’m looking at the tap over the sink, but nothing is coming out. I don’t know. I look out the window and there is a deer in the front yard but the birdhouse. Still, I wait for some amount of water to finally leak from the faucet, but my expectations are not met.
Meggie
We hopped into Marilyn Monroe’s trailer, closing the door softly behind us.
The soft-haired blonde turned around, lipstick only half applied. “Can I help you?” she asked in her trademark helium voice.
“I’m the Doctor,” said the Doctor, “And this is Judith.” He jerked his thumb at me. “No time to explain, you have to come with us.”
And there we were, running out of the trailer with Marilyn in her bathrobe. Just another ordinary day.
Annie
There was only one thing to do when the movie trailer played, sit there and bitch. I hated movie trailers for as long as I could remember. I just wanted to get in, watch the movie, and leave. Was that too much to ask for?
Keith
I looked at the horizon. The orange sun seared our lips as we trekked across this vast desert with nothing but sand, the occasional snake, and Joshua trees in sight.
waking up while camping in the only place that we could find a spot in our little tent. The trailers made so much noise, and my dad made so many jokes about how loud they were, and how it isn’t really camping if you bring along the kitchen sink. Traveling to University with my horse in a trailer, feeling sad about leaving home, but happy that I could bring a part of home with me.
Getting a trailer and traveling the U.S. on a road trip has always been an appealing idea to me. The thought of seeing all those different attractions. Laughing at all the crazy tourists. Not to mention I would have so many good photos when I returned home.
Trailers for movies. Trailers on trucks. Trailer trash.
Trailer. Trail her. Trail her where ever she may go.
Trailer like trail her like shooter like shoot her in Secret Window.
I’d live in a trailer. If it had wheels. I’d be trailer trash if it meant I could drive where I wanted but still have a home. My trailer would be unlike anyone else’s.
It was ugly green and made of plywood fastened to a rusting frame. Nothing to look at. The lights were wired but never worked. The license plate was stolen from somewhere. But for 12 wandering years, it carried my life, it carried me, through 23 states and more adventures than can be counted or recounted.
Calvin
we used a trailer to haul a small red neon just yesterday?
I want in a trailer….. like a nice where it’s all clean and has a nice awesome smelling bathroom. So yeah a trailer is like a mobile home where it doesn’t move but you know… you can still live in it.
Can’t post yet……
Trailer of a movie is that video clip released as a teaser for the entire. Its main purpose is to keep the audience intrigued about the movie before it is released and then draw them to the theaters once the movie is out. It is supposed to do a lot of publicity, a bad trailer might just spell disaster.
kaushik
How is it to travel in a travel trailer?It seems like it would be intresting but kinda expensive because of gas.
Trailers… hmmm there are trailer parks that people live in. Or there are movie trailers where they show a preview of good movies coming out. But when the word trailer comes to mind i think of a trailer like a house someone may live in.
tailer um what can you say about that? cause i really dont know anything to say
ashley
Trailers are really quite nifty. You can move most trailers around. It is a mobile house. But most of the time trailers are smaller and they may get a little cramp.
The lovely trailer was surrounded by unlovely trailers that were jealous and angry. Their life was filled with disappointment and disaster. Nobody became attached to the unlovely trailers. They knew this and fell into a deep depression.
the apparatus in the trailer hummed and ha’d and tried to decide whether or not to work or join the legions of useless crap it inhabited the place alongside. ah fuck it thought i don’t want to live any more. so it didn’t.
trailer. park. hill-billys with chipped teeth and ripped clothes.
A trailer park hung beyond the horizon like a disorderly crush of broken lego, reflecting the sick moon. The light refracted into the air, calling flies and suchlings to waver in their path, correct and adjust, follow the light. Momentum.
my uncle lives in a trailer and drinks 12 pack of beer a day and watches nascar all day……………yep
I grew up in a trailer. On one side was my sister and her family. On our other side was my garden, the place where I felt at home. I would pull wild grapes off the vine that crawled across the fence. Across the road was the pasture, the place where my horse and I could run free from the sadness of my mother’s cancer.
we have a trailer missing from the side of our house. it sits there almost all summer long, filled with musty air that marks each camping excursion. the cushions are well worn and the beds soft and lumpy, making it perfect for days spent by the lake and under the stars.
i love to watch trailers for movies. in fact, most of the time i like that better than the actual film. you get the benefit of seeing the best parts of movies for free (kinda) and your bag of sour patch is still full. bliss.
There are many trailers to many movies. These trailers can be good, bad, enticing, and sometimes demotivating. There is nothing worse than a demotivating trailer. These are the kind where you see it and say “there is no way!”.
a short 30 second clip of a upcoming movie shown to entice the viewer to go see the movie. usually shows the most exciting or funniest moments in a movie. the most enjoyable part of the theater experience.
I like camping it is so much fun
I sat in the theater incredulously viewing the latest trailer for the next big summer blockbuster: “Trailer” It is about a haunted 5th wheel camper that would be responsible for the deaths of the entire Johnson family and more.
He had been a general in Chiang Kai Shek’s army. She was an ex-nun beyond the perfect age for child-bearing. They lived in the trailer with their miracle child, a beautiful daughter with long legs and black hair and eyes. She was a pagan baby like the ones her mother sold in a former life for a nickel.
running
bare feet
the worn down path underneath is hot
rocky
sandy
finely ground like pepper that goes on spaghetti
One day, I was online, when I saw it. The most beautiful thing in the world. It was a trailer for my favorite movie, OMNOMNOM, attack of the Cookies. I watched every second, and got teary-eyed towards the end. The movie just looked so amazing! I couldn’t wait to go see it with all my friends. I knew it was going to be amazing! So i went to the website to look at the times for showings, and I saw it. The movie wasn’t showing in my area. I was heartbroken for the rest of my life.
Park us near the field of meadows; so tall and fragrant. Listen to the crickets; Hear them?
They are the ones singing a sweet lullaby for us. They are the ones protecting our sleepy stars and sad laments. Underneath the moon they roam
everywhere; everywhere be…
be…
just be.
They are.
Leave behind the faintest prints little ones, to remind us of where you’ve been.
You travel alone; with us following each step…
Just be.
My mother always told me not to love trailer trash. But i did anyway.
Did i do it out of spite?
or was it truley and purely love?
I mean, he uisn’t all that handsome
and i can barely understand a word he says
but theres something that i feel
in which doesn’t let me let him leave.
Am i doing this out of hate?
Or is it adoration in its finest form?
I really hope it is because if not,
I am wasting my life with this fuck face.
there was a man in a trailer. His name was bob. Bob had four kids a wife and a dog. The dogs name was fred. He didn’t like his name very much. But Bob didn’t like living in the trailer so he felt like he should give his dog a bad name because he was mad at himself. It’s not that bob hadn’t done well for himself. In fact, Bob had done very well
trailer park?
trailers for movie sets, trailers in the rain, in the sunshine, a decayed old trailer sits in a park, grass grows in it, why the mystique with trailers? what about them, picking up and going, is it about being able to afford more? or is it about being able to pick up and go whenever you want. a metropolis of nomads. a technologically equipped group of nomads.
she was a trailer.
everything she lived for–
all that she did, stepping on the bus, everything that she said, goodmorning to the driver, everything that she did, taking a seat behind the old man–
everything that she did was unreal, as though she were hollow, as though she wanted to be hollow, everything she did
only a trailer for something else,
the promise of something biggerbetterlouderheavier
My mouth is dried out. I’m looking at the tap over the sink, but nothing is coming out. I don’t know. I look out the window and there is a deer in the front yard but the birdhouse. Still, I wait for some amount of water to finally leak from the faucet, but my expectations are not met.
We hopped into Marilyn Monroe’s trailer, closing the door softly behind us.
The soft-haired blonde turned around, lipstick only half applied. “Can I help you?” she asked in her trademark helium voice.
“I’m the Doctor,” said the Doctor, “And this is Judith.” He jerked his thumb at me. “No time to explain, you have to come with us.”
And there we were, running out of the trailer with Marilyn in her bathrobe. Just another ordinary day.
There was only one thing to do when the movie trailer played, sit there and bitch. I hated movie trailers for as long as I could remember. I just wanted to get in, watch the movie, and leave. Was that too much to ask for?
I looked at the horizon. The orange sun seared our lips as we trekked across this vast desert with nothing but sand, the occasional snake, and Joshua trees in sight.
and in all these faces, love.
waking up while camping in the only place that we could find a spot in our little tent. The trailers made so much noise, and my dad made so many jokes about how loud they were, and how it isn’t really camping if you bring along the kitchen sink. Traveling to University with my horse in a trailer, feeling sad about leaving home, but happy that I could bring a part of home with me.
Getting a trailer and traveling the U.S. on a road trip has always been an appealing idea to me. The thought of seeing all those different attractions. Laughing at all the crazy tourists. Not to mention I would have so many good photos when I returned home.
The trailer burst into flames and the family ran outside. They were crying as the flames got hotter.
trailers….. well i dont know what to say about trailers…….. they are trailery……………………
Trailers for movies. Trailers on trucks. Trailer trash.
Trailer. Trail her. Trail her where ever she may go.
Trailer like trail her like shooter like shoot her in Secret Window.
I’d live in a trailer. If it had wheels. I’d be trailer trash if it meant I could drive where I wanted but still have a home. My trailer would be unlike anyone else’s.
It was ugly green and made of plywood fastened to a rusting frame. Nothing to look at. The lights were wired but never worked. The license plate was stolen from somewhere. But for 12 wandering years, it carried my life, it carried me, through 23 states and more adventures than can be counted or recounted.
we used a trailer to haul a small red neon just yesterday?
I want in a trailer….. like a nice where it’s all clean and has a nice awesome smelling bathroom. So yeah a trailer is like a mobile home where it doesn’t move but you know… you can still live in it.
Can’t post yet……
Trailer of a movie is that video clip released as a teaser for the entire. Its main purpose is to keep the audience intrigued about the movie before it is released and then draw them to the theaters once the movie is out. It is supposed to do a lot of publicity, a bad trailer might just spell disaster.
How is it to travel in a travel trailer?It seems like it would be intresting but kinda expensive because of gas.
Trailers… hmmm there are trailer parks that people live in. Or there are movie trailers where they show a preview of good movies coming out. But when the word trailer comes to mind i think of a trailer like a house someone may live in.
There are lots of kinds of trailers like movie trailers.
tailer um what can you say about that? cause i really dont know anything to say
Trailers are really quite nifty. You can move most trailers around. It is a mobile house. But most of the time trailers are smaller and they may get a little cramp.
……………. trailer raider.