Skid Row ~~ Monkey Business

I never tried that one. never actually heard of it for that matter. A writing site should never make you feel like you're over your head. it should be about sharing your ideas, it should be about art, about sharing yourself.

and out came the pubecent cast of dazzed and confused

I put in the dress that Janet Jackson was almost wearing at the super bowl a few years back

Seether, feat. Amy lee ~ Broken

and out came a few deer steaks.

I but in a signed copy of the communist manifesto

should I be afraid?

as far as the site itself it has featured writing and a bunch of different contests to have fun with and replys are on a bulletin so you can read what everyone has to say at the same time. other that that I suppose the only reason I like it so much is because I'm more popular on there lol

Just the same it doens't really matter. For one reason or another it's not going to happen. Just realize that it's HIS LOSS and move on to someone else. You may think you're not going to find someone as good as him but that's a pretty common feeling and it's always wrong. You'll find more attraction some place else, just have faith.

I wirte there. you're talking about .org right? it's a pretty nice site but my writing always did better on booksie .com

and out came dog poop

I put in a spy camera

can you think of anything better to put in your coffee? I mean seriously

first one on the third row
assuming that's Eileen

Isn't baileys Irish cream better in coffee?

and out came a child

wait.. what? Who's freakin' kid is this?

I put in three dollars and fifty cents worth of pennies

Joe Satriani ~ Flying in a Blue Dream

Rage Against the Machine ~ Killin' in the Name of

rara

Maybe you'd be kidnapped by pirates. And they would take you to their hideout. (As pirates often do) But he'd find the secret map
And he would vigilante-bushwhack Through the jungles of Peru. Just to save you and he'd take you north to Mexico Where you would tell him your life story on the steps of a Mayan temple Where you'd camp. Singing nonsense songs in twelve bars to the jaguars, until you'd sense him Your eyes convincing, and he would kiss you like a hero in the half-light. Like dryer sheets and peach shampoo, the smell of palm leaves, he'd sleep against you Until the natives found you, but they would crown you king and queen And you could stay there, spend your days there, eating guava by the sea.

that depends. Is he married?

It's a vending machine stay on topic!

out came the very same pizzas. The machine only takes pizzas from around lake superior. (the name says it all)

I put in some whipped cream

how do you think I learned how to spell his name?