The tray sat on top of the coffee table, along with the soda cans and trash used over the past couple of days. Since Melony had broken up with Greg, nothing seemed worth it anymore. That was why,
Sarah
Serve me all thw world delecacys on a silver platter. Be my serve servant and i will be your master. I. Want. To. Rule!
Kerri
trays hold things they make it easy for us to keep everything in place. they are essential to our society because like people and relationships they hold things together.
Anonymous
can you serve this to me on a silver platter? oh how i loathe thee and your serving trays.
ashley
in-n-out tray surfing was a blast. I have never really done it but it sounds cool. I don’t like to think I would ever steal and damage another’s property
noah
Heute war ich einem dieser reizenden Restaurants. Da kam also so eine dieser stets bestgelaunten Bedienungen auf michh zu und fragte:”Bestellen?”
hioly
The things on the tray included:
Item one: Jello, carcinogenic red #3, spongy marshmallows interspersed in random intervals
Item two: Chocolate Milk in the requisite milk carton, jibberish facts written on side
Item three: Reheated canned green beans, limp, unappetizing shade of green
Item four: Sloppy Joe on soggy bun, globules of grease gathering in the sauce run off
Item five: Mashed potatoes, unnaturally dry in consistency, no gravy
Item six: Dignity – none, the cafeteria wasn’t serving any of that today
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my best friend. only spelled with an ‘e’. star wars comedy haha. ‘this tray is wet, this tray is wet, this tray is wet’. i can never have romantic relations with him. :/ even though he wants to.
jacqui
this one is wet, this one is wet, this one is wet.
did you dry these trays in a fucking rainforest? all of these trays are wet.
no, no i won’t have some beef stroganoof. i can’t even spell it so why would i want it
oh no, now the man is doing a silly dance on top of the tray just to make a point. how ridiculous.
GFurthermore
The tray fell from her hands. She stared at him. “John, what are you doing here?”
He stood up. He did not turn around.
She went to touch his shoulder.
Only to find that she could not mov
Anonymous
I wish I had a tray of food right now. I’m hungry. Just need naked women to bring me a feast laid out upon golden trays for me to devour all day long. Maybe from fried chicken, super-sized of course, and a Vietnamese buffet. No salads though.
Dustin
lunch
Anonymous
lunchroom plastic
mike
My mom’s life is held on her metal tv tray next to the recliner. She is 84 years old. Soap Opera Weekly, word search puzzles, a bamboo back scratcher. plastic caskets full of pills.
pk
I picked up the tray and loaded the glasses on it it. This was the 20th table today, with no end in sight. All the servers were out on a smoke break. It’s just me against an endless onslaught of rude, angry and sloppy irishmen waiting for their shepherd’s pie. FML.
Anonymous
Uhm, Miss? Can I have another life? Mine is too raw, too uncooked.
mmmmmmm
trays are useful, they can carry all the food you want to eat to the living room from the kitchen, so i’d say it’s pretty convinient xD and some can be very pretty too, have more of a decorative purpose. Or you can try using it as a sledge.
Ace
As she carried her tray down the line, she only saw him. Him, with his beautiful full-face braces and large, plastic framed glasses. Oh, how he made her heart beat under her plaid sweater. While her heart was too busy making a tempo that made marching practice look easy, she did not see him pick up the tray for none other then the leader of the junior varsity cheerleaders.
Meagan
I am not really a tray user. The most use I get of a tray is probably, the lean cuisine tray that gets thrown out after every lunch. I don’t have bed trays, or those unfolding living room trays meant for eating in front of the TV. Trays. Meh.
Brianna
It’s hard to resist taking the bits and pieces of life laid out before us, like a trayful of candies. Take one of these. And a couple of those … have you tried these other ones yet? But the real meaning, the real joy in life comes from making our own way, not taking something sweet but meaningless from the selection in front of us.
bobo
A tray is for love. A mother brings a tray with tea, a lover brings a tray with breakfast, a nurse brings you sustenance and hope for better health. If you think about it, a tray is love.
Tres cool, no?
Pamela
The glasses shivered against each other as she walked across the room. The tray was loaded with liquor bottles and crystal decanters, and glasses of various shapes and sizes. All eyes in the room were on her, as all were eager to
Tess
A beautiful tray setting on your ottomen, with a porcelain teapot and teacup to match, a string of pea
Anonymous
a platter full of food
Dwayne
carries most things, can be used as an umbrella if you like. Waiters tend to spin it on one fingure.
They can be beutiful, or be eated by dogs.. crazy stuff! really.
They do tend to work well at about 12:00, 16:00, and 19:00 hours but have been known to be used in the morning.
Mike
servering pancakes to bears in the woods holding spoons filled with chocolate. Ready to cut the cakes with chocolately goodness!
Devin Estes
It holds stuff, especially tea. Waitresses use them in restaurants along with waitors who have to balance lots of them, which maybe cause a lot of accidents. Tray is also used in a parody version of ‘Twinkle, Twinkle Litter Star’ in place of sky.
John Smith
trays of food are lined in the back of the room- go forth, choose one, and enjoy your food. you will have 30 minutes to eat. if it is cold, don’t complain, you probably would not like it if it were still hot. it may still be to fresh for your taste
Anonymous
i put the food on the tray, I looked at the way the jelly wiggled. It disguusted me. It reminded me of myself. I wish I never came to this stupid hispital. I’d rather diee.
Jacie
he carried in the tray, with water, soup, and paperwhites to mask the smell of sickness. Annie? he opened the door… there was no response.
the tray hit the floor.
kay
Tray was five when his mother died. She took one look at the raging seas below and jumped to her death. It took the emergency crews five hours to find her car, with Tray inside sleeping. No one could ever get him to talk about what happened and we’re not sure whether he watched her jump into oblivion.
Sally P
Trays are cool. My friends used to steal them to go sledding at the hill in college. Trays in an airplane are tiny. Tray sounds like tres which can be used to talk about a three pointer.
Dana
Trays of old evidence slid past like sushi in a dinner. Cold cases for newbie dicks to cut their teeth on. Or cut themselves to size on. These things were unsolved for a reason.
Calimora
Half-eaten food on the plate which was placed on the tray which rested on the overbed table said pretty much everything. Full. Just full and not wanting more.
baraco1
the tray sat at on the table next to the half empty bottle of vodka. He just bought the bottle yesterday. On the tray were traces of the lines of coke he’d just snorted.
C. True
…meh?
Anonymous
I rested the tray on my hip as I jotted down the address.
“You know the one,” my father instructed. “The one next to that big yellow warehouse.”
“Yeah, I think I know.”
Andrea
javier
javier
i already got this one.
tray. i wrote about it. i have nothing else to say concerning these serving plates. give me a new word!
Anonymous
the tray of ice cubes lay silent in the freezer, perpetually suspended on the deserted rack, never to feel the freedom of flowing life again.
The tray sat on top of the coffee table, along with the soda cans and trash used over the past couple of days. Since Melony had broken up with Greg, nothing seemed worth it anymore. That was why,
Serve me all thw world delecacys on a silver platter. Be my serve servant and i will be your master. I. Want. To. Rule!
trays hold things they make it easy for us to keep everything in place. they are essential to our society because like people and relationships they hold things together.
can you serve this to me on a silver platter? oh how i loathe thee and your serving trays.
in-n-out tray surfing was a blast. I have never really done it but it sounds cool. I don’t like to think I would ever steal and damage another’s property
Heute war ich einem dieser reizenden Restaurants. Da kam also so eine dieser stets bestgelaunten Bedienungen auf michh zu und fragte:”Bestellen?”
The things on the tray included:
Item one: Jello, carcinogenic red #3, spongy marshmallows interspersed in random intervals
Item two: Chocolate Milk in the requisite milk carton, jibberish facts written on side
Item three: Reheated canned green beans, limp, unappetizing shade of green
Item four: Sloppy Joe on soggy bun, globules of grease gathering in the sauce run off
Item five: Mashed potatoes, unnaturally dry in consistency, no gravy
Item six: Dignity – none, the cafeteria wasn’t serving any of that today
my best friend. only spelled with an ‘e’. star wars comedy haha. ‘this tray is wet, this tray is wet, this tray is wet’. i can never have romantic relations with him. :/ even though he wants to.
this one is wet, this one is wet, this one is wet.
did you dry these trays in a fucking rainforest? all of these trays are wet.
no, no i won’t have some beef stroganoof. i can’t even spell it so why would i want it
oh no, now the man is doing a silly dance on top of the tray just to make a point. how ridiculous.
The tray fell from her hands. She stared at him. “John, what are you doing here?”
He stood up. He did not turn around.
She went to touch his shoulder.
Only to find that she could not mov
I wish I had a tray of food right now. I’m hungry. Just need naked women to bring me a feast laid out upon golden trays for me to devour all day long. Maybe from fried chicken, super-sized of course, and a Vietnamese buffet. No salads though.
lunch
lunchroom plastic
My mom’s life is held on her metal tv tray next to the recliner. She is 84 years old. Soap Opera Weekly, word search puzzles, a bamboo back scratcher. plastic caskets full of pills.
I picked up the tray and loaded the glasses on it it. This was the 20th table today, with no end in sight. All the servers were out on a smoke break. It’s just me against an endless onslaught of rude, angry and sloppy irishmen waiting for their shepherd’s pie. FML.
Uhm, Miss? Can I have another life? Mine is too raw, too uncooked.
trays are useful, they can carry all the food you want to eat to the living room from the kitchen, so i’d say it’s pretty convinient xD and some can be very pretty too, have more of a decorative purpose. Or you can try using it as a sledge.
As she carried her tray down the line, she only saw him. Him, with his beautiful full-face braces and large, plastic framed glasses. Oh, how he made her heart beat under her plaid sweater. While her heart was too busy making a tempo that made marching practice look easy, she did not see him pick up the tray for none other then the leader of the junior varsity cheerleaders.
I am not really a tray user. The most use I get of a tray is probably, the lean cuisine tray that gets thrown out after every lunch. I don’t have bed trays, or those unfolding living room trays meant for eating in front of the TV. Trays. Meh.
It’s hard to resist taking the bits and pieces of life laid out before us, like a trayful of candies. Take one of these. And a couple of those … have you tried these other ones yet? But the real meaning, the real joy in life comes from making our own way, not taking something sweet but meaningless from the selection in front of us.
A tray is for love. A mother brings a tray with tea, a lover brings a tray with breakfast, a nurse brings you sustenance and hope for better health. If you think about it, a tray is love.
Tres cool, no?
The glasses shivered against each other as she walked across the room. The tray was loaded with liquor bottles and crystal decanters, and glasses of various shapes and sizes. All eyes in the room were on her, as all were eager to
A beautiful tray setting on your ottomen, with a porcelain teapot and teacup to match, a string of pea
a platter full of food
carries most things, can be used as an umbrella if you like. Waiters tend to spin it on one fingure.
They can be beutiful, or be eated by dogs.. crazy stuff! really.
They do tend to work well at about 12:00, 16:00, and 19:00 hours but have been known to be used in the morning.
servering pancakes to bears in the woods holding spoons filled with chocolate. Ready to cut the cakes with chocolately goodness!
It holds stuff, especially tea. Waitresses use them in restaurants along with waitors who have to balance lots of them, which maybe cause a lot of accidents. Tray is also used in a parody version of ‘Twinkle, Twinkle Litter Star’ in place of sky.
trays of food are lined in the back of the room- go forth, choose one, and enjoy your food. you will have 30 minutes to eat. if it is cold, don’t complain, you probably would not like it if it were still hot. it may still be to fresh for your taste
i put the food on the tray, I looked at the way the jelly wiggled. It disguusted me. It reminded me of myself. I wish I never came to this stupid hispital. I’d rather diee.
he carried in the tray, with water, soup, and paperwhites to mask the smell of sickness. Annie? he opened the door… there was no response.
the tray hit the floor.
Tray was five when his mother died. She took one look at the raging seas below and jumped to her death. It took the emergency crews five hours to find her car, with Tray inside sleeping. No one could ever get him to talk about what happened and we’re not sure whether he watched her jump into oblivion.
Trays are cool. My friends used to steal them to go sledding at the hill in college. Trays in an airplane are tiny. Tray sounds like tres which can be used to talk about a three pointer.
Trays of old evidence slid past like sushi in a dinner. Cold cases for newbie dicks to cut their teeth on. Or cut themselves to size on. These things were unsolved for a reason.
Half-eaten food on the plate which was placed on the tray which rested on the overbed table said pretty much everything. Full. Just full and not wanting more.
the tray sat at on the table next to the half empty bottle of vodka. He just bought the bottle yesterday. On the tray were traces of the lines of coke he’d just snorted.
…meh?
I rested the tray on my hip as I jotted down the address.
“You know the one,” my father instructed. “The one next to that big yellow warehouse.”
“Yeah, I think I know.”
javier
i already got this one.
tray. i wrote about it. i have nothing else to say concerning these serving plates. give me a new word!
the tray of ice cubes lay silent in the freezer, perpetually suspended on the deserted rack, never to feel the freedom of flowing life again.