Trailer makes me think of many things. Vacations, transportation, family, movies. In fact I just watch a trailer for a movie called “Soul Surfer” and I just saw a wooden trailer in my backyard. A while ago, my family was planning to rent a trailer for vacation, but we decided it was too much money.
Sabrina
“Hey look, I’m making a trailer,” Ziggy waved his hand to and fro’ like a Dead Head at a particularly good show. His hand left imprints in space as he moved. “I wonder what it’d look like if I used my whole body,” he unbuckled his restraints. “Du-u-u-u-de,” an extremely sarcastic Carston turned his head to face the back of the shuttle. This had the curious effect of making him look like Linda Blair in “The Exorcist.” “You are making trailers, you idiot. We’re almost at light speed and parts of your physical self are having trouble catching up to the rest. Now stay strapped in or you’ll leave your entire body at 186,281 miles per second.”
Izolda
I live in a trailer… my life is miserable. I think I’ll shoot myself tonight. There’s nothing left in this world for me… but this shitty trailer… full of cats… and my ex husband Earl’s Elvis fetish collection.
Martha
She was led to a trailer and forced inside. The walls oozed with mold and decay, and the floor squished and crunched with each step she took. Mali had no clue what she was in for.
The hitch was rusty, but it’d hold ok. She hooked it on, jumped in the driver’s seat, and didn’t look back. She’d been planning, but never really thought she would do it.
the truck went slowly down the road…swinging the trailer beind like a toy. the hinges squeak and my heart jumps. the horse inside whinnies and stomps her feet. shes restless and this thought doesnt help the worry i have. the truck picks up speed along the highway and i hear the tires grab onto more traction on the rough road.
it is an amazing little contraption! it is small and carries things around but it can be big as well! I love trailers! especially movie trailers! they tell you what the movies is about so that you can see whether you are going to like the movie or not. If you think about it the two most common jobs of trailers are movies and move. they are only one letter off. movie minus the i is move and that is what trailers do. they move things or play movies.
beka
this can be one of three things. it is a place where poor people live in the us. it is also the name given to a short clip to advertise a new movie. Sometimes people put small trolleys on the back of their cars called trailers to carry around bikes and other heavy objects
Anneka Hendrick
he was sleeping. she stood over him and watched. maybe she should try and time the wounds with his breath. the trailer was small. barely any room to turn around. she stood over him and watched.
trailers are fun places to be in. There pretty awesome I mean they have like big comfy chairs and place to read a good book. Cause thats always fun. We use to own a trailer but then my dad ended up selling it cause it never got used. So it went to a family that ended up using it more then we ever did. We use to take trips all across Canada with it.
mar
The trailer smelled of stale urine and rotting food. There was a boy quivering in the corner, his ribs protruding from his thin shirt. His face seemed contorted, his watering eyes contrasting with his firmly held jaw.
Elaine
Trailers are good for a starter home; maybe for a few. Who would like to live in a trailer? Maybe a small family of three? I wonder what you could fit into one trailer? I have seen them in my neighborhood.
meg
Camping holidays usually involve packing the car with us, the dog and the two cats in their cages, ready to be dropped off at the cattery. The boot is full of camping gear then the trailer (not the caravan kind) is full of all the fun stuff like the esky, fishing gear, a hammock, my art stuff, dog toys, and anything else we can shove in and play with on our escape.
Dayle Morrison
the trailer to the movie i saw last night wa sone of the ebst I have ever seen. It was amazing what people can do with technology. Trailers used to be so booring, and now they make you want to go and watch the movie as soon as it comes out.
Morela
born in a trailer
1985
fourth of july party
mom’s drunk, dad’s asleep
she stayed up
with his half-brother pete
daddy doesn’t know
daddy doesn’t know
i ain’t his little boy
like for the movies. everything you need to know in 30 seconds. you see them in the theater and say “oh i want to see that!” ……..and then you never do. but that’s ok because the next time you go to the theater you’ll see a whole bunch more that you want to see and forget all about the other ones.
patski k. balcer
imagine the tides could swell over and sweep this flea ridden trailer away. I hate the disgusting port o potty smell that emanates through the flimsy sheet metal. but i prefer the smell than the sound of my divorced, smokestack mother screwing her jobless dip juice factory of a boyfriend thinking these paper walls are sound proof.
I once worked on a trailor and it fell on m feet. things seemed strange after that. My feet became infected due to cuts.
Dale
i used to wish i lived in a trailer. used to. now i definitely do not want to live in a trailer. there are quite a few trailer parks in simi valley, the town in which i live. fuck, my ears itch. i wonder how many millionaires(sp) have ever lived in a trailer. i’m typing slow now.
a trailer is a small home. a place of comfort and love, with the strongest sense of simplicity. although society looks down upon the trailer as a the manifestation of the lower class, those who live in its eternal simplicity obtain the most happiness out of life
Sean
Hillary hitched up the trailer to her Dad’s truck. It was hideous with its lime green topcoat and bright orange detailing. But a friend had loaned it to her for absolutely free, so who was she to complain? Besides, an ugly trailer would haul her stuff to college as well as a pretty one. Still, her vanity cringed at the thought of showing up at her sorority with the monster on the back of the truck.
Mildred
Clunk, clunk… it was a constant sound in their life. maybe it wouldn’t be so for someone who lived in a house, but carolyn lived on the road, driving a vw bug and towing an airstream.
Janninish
living in a double wide. the trailer park down the street from my parents house. trashy. brown shag carpet, and blue recliners with chinet plates in the garbage.
m
She stumbled into her trailer, the mud and stones following closely. Another night spent drunk with a stranger, but still she has learned nothing. She set out on this journey a year ago, hoping she’d find all the answers in just a few months, but she has struggled. She has already turned into one of them, one of the forgotten.
Ellen
trailer park white trash. dirt community. If farmers are the salt of the earth, theyre the aspartame. Give em a fair shake. Poison tastes good. And those motherfuckers sure know how to party, gotta give em that. Keep the trailer parks dirty, america. I beg of you.
sean b
Trailer
fast and sharp
vividly showing the new ideas
soon to appear
in the closest theater
like a dart
they pierce the eye
certain to leer
in the minds of all
that hear
Alyssa Berardelli
I almost stumbled skiing down that mountain which would have killed me.
But I can’t let anything like that happen now.
Those men with the guns, the trailers following me, don’t need me alive.
They only want my body.
The only fact that they don’t know is that the important thing is inside me,
and they will never know how to get it out.
Era una noche terrible. Ella sabía que el trailer que había visto no era uno cualquiera, era una advertencia, una señal, un signo. ¿Qué otra cosa podría hacer ante tal muestra, quizá innecesaria, de poder por parte del Destino? “Nada”, pensó. Sólo alcanzó a decir “¡cómo a un perro!”.
There once was a girl. She woke up one morning in a trailer and didn’t understand what was going on. She was a strange girl. She didn’t seem startled, yet she had no idea how she got there. She acted as if she were at home and went about her day only to come back home to the trailer and etch her name in the door.
trailer trash, like a rash on humanity
ppl that go seem to stay there for infinity
why not make something of ur life while on earth
u only get to live once why not help those who arent as fortunate at birth
im just trying to put mine in a better position hoping that theyll have the option of a business man or a physitian, anything they want they can have,
ill leave u with this- u figure out the math
attached to a truck, a place to live. I hated driving truck, yet I loved being on the open road. I hated living in that tiny place with that man, in his home, not mine. But more than than, I hated how hard it was. Yes I’m lazy, but it just wasn’t for me.
Jodi
I have been living in one for my entire life. Hopefully, I can move out soon and get an actual house, but I don’t know when.
redneck
truck
tornado
aluminum
small
steel
aluminum mansion swirling in the wind through a tornado with cows flying and a toilet planter, along with a clothes line and big granny briefs flowing in the wind.
mama outside saying ya’ll better get in, tarnada comin
Nina
The trailer was hardly sturdy, but, of course, its kind never was. It hardly stood a change against the spiraling rage heading toward it, devouring all in its path. How could the innocent mass of tin and aluminum see the future destruction coming? What a fate.
Lilie
Trailer parks have always made me cheerful. I don’t think of filth, i think of dirt which is extraordinarily different. When I think of dirt, i think of all of the kids playing in the grass-deprived yards and the sense of community and togetherness they all must feel
Trailer makes me think of many things. Vacations, transportation, family, movies. In fact I just watch a trailer for a movie called “Soul Surfer” and I just saw a wooden trailer in my backyard. A while ago, my family was planning to rent a trailer for vacation, but we decided it was too much money.
“Hey look, I’m making a trailer,” Ziggy waved his hand to and fro’ like a Dead Head at a particularly good show. His hand left imprints in space as he moved. “I wonder what it’d look like if I used my whole body,” he unbuckled his restraints. “Du-u-u-u-de,” an extremely sarcastic Carston turned his head to face the back of the shuttle. This had the curious effect of making him look like Linda Blair in “The Exorcist.” “You are making trailers, you idiot. We’re almost at light speed and parts of your physical self are having trouble catching up to the rest. Now stay strapped in or you’ll leave your entire body at 186,281 miles per second.”
I live in a trailer… my life is miserable. I think I’ll shoot myself tonight. There’s nothing left in this world for me… but this shitty trailer… full of cats… and my ex husband Earl’s Elvis fetish collection.
She was led to a trailer and forced inside. The walls oozed with mold and decay, and the floor squished and crunched with each step she took. Mali had no clue what she was in for.
The hitch was rusty, but it’d hold ok. She hooked it on, jumped in the driver’s seat, and didn’t look back. She’d been planning, but never really thought she would do it.
the truck went slowly down the road…swinging the trailer beind like a toy. the hinges squeak and my heart jumps. the horse inside whinnies and stomps her feet. shes restless and this thought doesnt help the worry i have. the truck picks up speed along the highway and i hear the tires grab onto more traction on the rough road.
We watch the trailer trail on and await the roll of opening credits.
it is an amazing little contraption! it is small and carries things around but it can be big as well! I love trailers! especially movie trailers! they tell you what the movies is about so that you can see whether you are going to like the movie or not. If you think about it the two most common jobs of trailers are movies and move. they are only one letter off. movie minus the i is move and that is what trailers do. they move things or play movies.
this can be one of three things. it is a place where poor people live in the us. it is also the name given to a short clip to advertise a new movie. Sometimes people put small trolleys on the back of their cars called trailers to carry around bikes and other heavy objects
he was sleeping. she stood over him and watched. maybe she should try and time the wounds with his breath. the trailer was small. barely any room to turn around. she stood over him and watched.
movie trailer for water fo elephants. best movie ever. mmmmmm rob….
trailers are fun places to be in. There pretty awesome I mean they have like big comfy chairs and place to read a good book. Cause thats always fun. We use to own a trailer but then my dad ended up selling it cause it never got used. So it went to a family that ended up using it more then we ever did. We use to take trips all across Canada with it.
The trailer smelled of stale urine and rotting food. There was a boy quivering in the corner, his ribs protruding from his thin shirt. His face seemed contorted, his watering eyes contrasting with his firmly held jaw.
Trailers are good for a starter home; maybe for a few. Who would like to live in a trailer? Maybe a small family of three? I wonder what you could fit into one trailer? I have seen them in my neighborhood.
Camping holidays usually involve packing the car with us, the dog and the two cats in their cages, ready to be dropped off at the cattery. The boot is full of camping gear then the trailer (not the caravan kind) is full of all the fun stuff like the esky, fishing gear, a hammock, my art stuff, dog toys, and anything else we can shove in and play with on our escape.
the trailer to the movie i saw last night wa sone of the ebst I have ever seen. It was amazing what people can do with technology. Trailers used to be so booring, and now they make you want to go and watch the movie as soon as it comes out.
born in a trailer
1985
fourth of july party
mom’s drunk, dad’s asleep
she stayed up
with his half-brother pete
daddy doesn’t know
daddy doesn’t know
i ain’t his little boy
like for the movies. everything you need to know in 30 seconds. you see them in the theater and say “oh i want to see that!” ……..and then you never do. but that’s ok because the next time you go to the theater you’ll see a whole bunch more that you want to see and forget all about the other ones.
imagine the tides could swell over and sweep this flea ridden trailer away. I hate the disgusting port o potty smell that emanates through the flimsy sheet metal. but i prefer the smell than the sound of my divorced, smokestack mother screwing her jobless dip juice factory of a boyfriend thinking these paper walls are sound proof.
I once worked on a trailor and it fell on m feet. things seemed strange after that. My feet became infected due to cuts.
i used to wish i lived in a trailer. used to. now i definitely do not want to live in a trailer. there are quite a few trailer parks in simi valley, the town in which i live. fuck, my ears itch. i wonder how many millionaires(sp) have ever lived in a trailer. i’m typing slow now.
Trailer parks cause tornados. I live in a house, and there is a tornado watch. Theory disproved!
a trailer is a small home. a place of comfort and love, with the strongest sense of simplicity. although society looks down upon the trailer as a the manifestation of the lower class, those who live in its eternal simplicity obtain the most happiness out of life
Hillary hitched up the trailer to her Dad’s truck. It was hideous with its lime green topcoat and bright orange detailing. But a friend had loaned it to her for absolutely free, so who was she to complain? Besides, an ugly trailer would haul her stuff to college as well as a pretty one. Still, her vanity cringed at the thought of showing up at her sorority with the monster on the back of the truck.
Clunk, clunk… it was a constant sound in their life. maybe it wouldn’t be so for someone who lived in a house, but carolyn lived on the road, driving a vw bug and towing an airstream.
living in a double wide. the trailer park down the street from my parents house. trashy. brown shag carpet, and blue recliners with chinet plates in the garbage.
She stumbled into her trailer, the mud and stones following closely. Another night spent drunk with a stranger, but still she has learned nothing. She set out on this journey a year ago, hoping she’d find all the answers in just a few months, but she has struggled. She has already turned into one of them, one of the forgotten.
trailer park white trash. dirt community. If farmers are the salt of the earth, theyre the aspartame. Give em a fair shake. Poison tastes good. And those motherfuckers sure know how to party, gotta give em that. Keep the trailer parks dirty, america. I beg of you.
Trailer
fast and sharp
vividly showing the new ideas
soon to appear
in the closest theater
like a dart
they pierce the eye
certain to leer
in the minds of all
that hear
I almost stumbled skiing down that mountain which would have killed me.
But I can’t let anything like that happen now.
Those men with the guns, the trailers following me, don’t need me alive.
They only want my body.
The only fact that they don’t know is that the important thing is inside me,
and they will never know how to get it out.
Era una noche terrible. Ella sabía que el trailer que había visto no era uno cualquiera, era una advertencia, una señal, un signo. ¿Qué otra cosa podría hacer ante tal muestra, quizá innecesaria, de poder por parte del Destino? “Nada”, pensó. Sólo alcanzó a decir “¡cómo a un perro!”.
There once was a girl. She woke up one morning in a trailer and didn’t understand what was going on. She was a strange girl. She didn’t seem startled, yet she had no idea how she got there. She acted as if she were at home and went about her day only to come back home to the trailer and etch her name in the door.
Trailers are everywhere. On my mind. On the TV. On an indian. On my cat. In my cat. In the bathroom. In my… Hand. Haha… I just love nigahiga videos…
trailer trash, like a rash on humanity
ppl that go seem to stay there for infinity
why not make something of ur life while on earth
u only get to live once why not help those who arent as fortunate at birth
im just trying to put mine in a better position hoping that theyll have the option of a business man or a physitian, anything they want they can have,
ill leave u with this- u figure out the math
what on earth is a trailer? is it a movie trailer? the end/er of the walking trail? A home? who knows? not me.
attached to a truck, a place to live. I hated driving truck, yet I loved being on the open road. I hated living in that tiny place with that man, in his home, not mine. But more than than, I hated how hard it was. Yes I’m lazy, but it just wasn’t for me.
I have been living in one for my entire life. Hopefully, I can move out soon and get an actual house, but I don’t know when.
redneck
truck
tornado
aluminum
small
steel
aluminum mansion swirling in the wind through a tornado with cows flying and a toilet planter, along with a clothes line and big granny briefs flowing in the wind.
mama outside saying ya’ll better get in, tarnada comin
The trailer was hardly sturdy, but, of course, its kind never was. It hardly stood a change against the spiraling rage heading toward it, devouring all in its path. How could the innocent mass of tin and aluminum see the future destruction coming? What a fate.
Trailer parks have always made me cheerful. I don’t think of filth, i think of dirt which is extraordinarily different. When I think of dirt, i think of all of the kids playing in the grass-deprived yards and the sense of community and togetherness they all must feel