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Goat Whisperer

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like... writing writing...? or poetry thingy?

writing look at this email:

Okay,

So, anyway, yesterday at lunch when you were gone, Candice said, 'Let's play the game!' with so much enthusiasm she must have known what would happen. When it was my turn she asked me, 'If you could take someone to the dance, who would it be?' So I said, 'Well, I guess I would pick my fried Cozy since she was born a month after me and I've known her since we were Sunbeams (Mormon language.).' Then when it was Kylie's turn, Candice asked her the same question. I left to go use the Men's Lounge. When I returned, Kylie replied, 'I guess I would pick you, Ryan,' pointing to me. Shocked, I slowly resumed my seat on the cold tile floor to prevent myself from fainting, that would surely result in a concussion. I thought 'Gee whiz...I step out to go to the loo, and then FLASH, BAM, ALAKAZAM Kylie magically senses some...some...something!' Boy howdy, was it awkward for the rest of the day!

Then today, when Catrice and Sammy took me on a little 'stroll' to the trophy case, the tapestry of confusion just got thicker when a new color of thread was added; the color of chemistry. The woven cloth suddenly came crashing down on...ugh, I can't do this metaphore stuff anymore. The awkwardness continued to thicken in Health class that you could cut it with a knive, slice it into more slices, put it between a croissant, and eat a pain au chocolat a la awkward. And then, ohh! We were put into the same discussion group with each other! Groovy. Just far-out, isn't it? But I digress...

As you can see, I survived long enought to send you this, so I wasn't smothered by the ever-expanding-tapestry-of-confusion-with-a-touch-of-chemistry. Now, if only I can avoid making eye-contact for forever, I'll be set for life!

Well that was a gas, huh?
 

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I meant in general.. like a place to live.
I am very big on British history and what not. I am proud of being English, but in london especially where i am from there are alot of dicks about.
And people think its amazing there but cause i grew up there its just london to me.. Like certain things for instance, the tate mordern or the tower of london are my most fav places in the world.
America the people here are just so diffrent.

I guess that's why we differ on our view of London right there then. Personally I found the Tate Modern to be full of pretentious wankers verbally orgasming over shit and when I say shit, that probably isn't very far off being a literal meaning!
 

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writing look at this email:

Okay,

So, anyway, yesterday at lunch when you were gone, Candice said, 'Let's play the game!' with so much enthusiasm she must have known what would happen. When it was my turn she asked me, 'If you could take someone to the dance, who would it be?' So I said, 'Well, I guess I would pick my fried Cozy since she was born a month after me and I've known her since we were Sunbeams (Mormon language.).' Then when it was Kylie's turn, Candice asked her the same question. I left to go use the Men's Lounge. When I returned, Kylie replied, 'I guess I would pick you, Ryan,' pointing to me. Shocked, I slowly resumed my seat on the cold tile floor to prevent myself from fainting, that would surely result in a concussion. I thought 'Gee whiz...I step out to go to the loo, and then FLASH, BAM, ALAKAZAM Kylie magically senses some...some...something!' Boy howdy, was it awkward for the rest of the day!

Then today, when Catrice and Sammy took me on a little 'stroll' to the trophy case, the tapestry of confusion just got thicker when a new color of thread was added; the color of chemistry. The woven cloth suddenly came crashing down on...ugh, I can't do this metaphore stuff anymore. The awkwardness continued to thicken in Health class that you could cut it with a knive, slice it into more slices, put it between a croissant, and eat a pain au chocolat a la awkward. And then, ohh! We were put into the same discussion group with each other! Groovy. Just far-out, isn't it? But I digress...

As you can see, I survived long enought to send you this, so I wasn't smothered by the ever-expanding-tapestry-of-confusion-with-a-touch-of-chemistry. Now, if only I can avoid making eye-contact for forever, I'll be set for life!

Well that was a gas, huh?

seems like something you'd from a book.... its really good! he's amazing
 

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writing look at this email:

Okay,

So, anyway, yesterday at lunch when you were gone, Candice said, 'Let's play the game!' with so much enthusiasm she must have known what would happen. When it was my turn she asked me, 'If you could take someone to the dance, who would it be?' So I said, 'Well, I guess I would pick my fried Cozy since she was born a month after me and I've known her since we were Sunbeams (Mormon language.).' Then when it was Kylie's turn, Candice asked her the same question. I left to go use the Men's Lounge. When I returned, Kylie replied, 'I guess I would pick you, Ryan,' pointing to me. Shocked, I slowly resumed my seat on the cold tile floor to prevent myself from fainting, that would surely result in a concussion. I thought 'Gee whiz...I step out to go to the loo, and then FLASH, BAM, ALAKAZAM Kylie magically senses some...some...something!' Boy howdy, was it awkward for the rest of the day!

Then today, when Catrice and Sammy took me on a little 'stroll' to the trophy case, the tapestry of confusion just got thicker when a new color of thread was added; the color of chemistry. The woven cloth suddenly came crashing down on...ugh, I can't do this metaphore stuff anymore. The awkwardness continued to thicken in Health class that you could cut it with a knive, slice it into more slices, put it between a croissant, and eat a pain au chocolat a la awkward. And then, ohh! We were put into the same discussion group with each other! Groovy. Just far-out, isn't it? But I digress...

As you can see, I survived long enought to send you this, so I wasn't smothered by the ever-expanding-tapestry-of-confusion-with-a-touch-of-chemistry. Now, if only I can avoid making eye-contact for forever, I'll be set for life!

Well that was a gas, huh?

Where in Utah are ya mate?
 
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