Held

She held the birds egg in the palm of her hand, staring at the specks of dirt that lightly covered it. For a moment she marveled at it's fragility, all the while feeling a strong urge building inside her. She wrapped her fingers around it tight, threw it to the ground, and smashed it.

proud

I was proud to hear that my monkey's trainer was successful in teaching smithson, my spider monkey, to do backflips for raisins. Marcus, the trainer, was having some difficulties doing this; but it has finally paid off!

wildflower(?)

I'm a wildflower. I live on the side of a barren road, which flows over rolling hills on the American terrain. I'm also the author of a really lame One Word now, too.

Throw

Looking at the word "throw" for one minute straight (because your so tired the word doesn't send any sparks of thought out of your head and onto the computer screen) causes it to look really weird.

T H R O W.

weird.

Wanting by Jamie

Wanting so much, but getting so little. Isn't that what's going on with so many of us? Why do we always look to what's lacking, what isn't there, and ignore everything we already have? When we take advantage of things they leave us, I've decided to work as hard as I can to never take advantage of what I have now, even if it's something that seems as if it will always be there. Because maybe one day...it won't.

Chorus by Jamie

The chorus began to sing that one Christmas song, you know, the one about harking and angels and crap? Suddenly I felt really uncomfortable being in church and needed to get out immediately. I snuck out best I could without too many weird stares and went around the back of the church lighting a cigarette on my way.

Spark by Jamie

A spark shot off in the background behind the crowd in front of her. It caught her eye because it was just behind the face of the man she had been starring at for nearly a minute. Soon more sparks flyed and it wasn't long before the little sparks turned into a flame. "Fire!" The crowd screamed and caos soon ensued.

cowboy

The sound of leather, moving leather, especially on a saddle, is one of the biggest turn-on's ever! Where's my marlboro man?

I need a smoke.

WADE by Pete

well, I was just making the suggestion to keep you from wading in the immature fun-makings (just made that word up, TRADEMARK) of those around you! If you're gonna thumb your nose at me, sir, I believe you should stand down from your pedestal!

ENTERTAINED by Jamie

It was hard to keep the three children entertained. Sitting in the waiting room, with nothing for them to play with except a few blocks designed for babies. News on TV, all adult magazines...I tried to think of any of my childhood stories to tell, but nothing came to mind.

ENTERTAINED by Pete

...I hope you're entertained by the furry protrusion that extends from the small of my back because IT IS STAYING! what do you have to say for your self, sir? 

CERTAIN by Pete

...certainly annoying and the kids always made fun of me; but, what can you do. Now, I'm an adult and yep, I've still got the tail. Plastic surgery, you say? Well, to you sir, I say...

TALE by Pete

sit down. listen to my tale. it's a tale about my tail. Its been growing ever longer since the third grade, when it burst through the skin above my buttocks. its been....

MICROPHONE by Jamie

Somebody pass me the mic! I gotta rhyme fool! No, I'm just kiddin', Jamie don't rhyme. I really hate public speaking, but after this job I've had for the past few months I bet I've improved. I need to start writing my speech for Whit and Todd's wedding...so do you Pete!

LEFT by Pete

I told you the twisty treat was on the left! now, you have to go up to the light and make a U-turn. Hey! Look that guy in the little running shorts just stopped his jog to throw a couple of punches. WOW! That was a kick! Damn, I want some soft serve! put your foot on the gas!

STRAND by Pete

sleeping next to master shedder, you will wake up to find hairs in very unorthodox places on your body. These strands are far longer than the typical hairs found in these positions on the human body and often, they are wrapped in very peculiar ways in very peculiar places.

I see a theme here...

Why does this little one word thing always make me think of being little? Like almost every post I'm talking about playing outside and being care-free....those days must be my "good old days"? Probably.

SCENT by Jamie

the scent of freshly cut grass always takes me back to summer. days where i'd wake up, get dressed and immediately go outside. run and play all day in the yard and later it was time for the beach. i wish i could go back to one of those days, (except i think i would put another coat of sunscreen on) and enjoy playing in the ocean with my parents, only to be rushed home by the threat of the on coming thunderstorm. we always made it home just in time.

SCENT by Pete

i whiffed the scent of muffins from behind the closed door. these weren't the type of muffins that you're probably imagining. these were something like tacos or peaches and they were a plenty. yum yum!

CONE by Pete

i just dropped my ice cream cone on the ground. It was top-heavy, like my ex-girlfriend, and it just fell right off the cone and into the dirt. It was a vanilla soft serve with rainbow sprinkles! Damn! It was delicious! Somebody wipe off that dirt.

LEVEL by Pete

Level 4 of Super Mario World is confusing as hell. I had to google how to beat it; but, it got done! Plus, isn't this the level where you can score a billion lives by bustin' up some worms on star power!

Glimpse by Pete

I caught a glimpse of what it would be like to be a serial killer last night in a dream. I was packing some body parts into a locker and I looked at the door, realizing that if anyone walked through it, I would be caught. The realization that I would have to explain to people what I was ran through my head. Also, the thought that if never discovered, I would still have to rationalize what I was to myself.

EXPLORE by Jamie

When I was a kid, I loved exploring. I was lucky enough, as a kid who likes to explore, to live on a marsh, and have my very own island. Sometimes I can't believe my parents gave me so much freedom. I would walk all around my island, through the knee deep grass that could have been hiding snakes, and then walk knee deep in marsh mud, that could have been hiding, well, anything.

LISTEN by Pete

listen up, JERK! I was swingin' from a tree, eatin' apples when a monkey stole my juice box. That's my story! I have nothing to do with that murder. I DID NOT KNOW that that giant "turkey" leg I was knawing on was actually man flesh.

HIDDEN by Pete

the card was hidden, taped to the lid of the ottoman in the living room. What was on the card? nothing you want to see...NOTHING YOU WANT TO SEE!!! Trust me, it's just Richard and richard.

I just realized that I already did this word. Oh well, here's to seconds!

HIDDEN by Pete

someone's hidden my beef'n'cheddar from Arby's!!! Who's done this monstrocity? This is this highest of all offenses! And, where the hell are my loaded potato poppers?! You will pay B'n'C theif...You will pay!!!

HIDDEN by Jamie

hidden under the tree lies my secret box. i have lots and lots of special things in there. i have the pink sticker mommy got my for my birthday. i have a piece of candy i took from ms. mandy's desk when she wasn't looking. mommy and daddy don't know about it. so don't tell them. i dug under the tree for a long long time and then i put the box in there and then i covered it up with dirt. shhhh make sure you don't tell.

SOOTHE by Jamie

I couldn't soothe the child. hysterical and red faced, she sat there screaming, eyes squeezed shut, hand grasped tight around my own. little beads of sweat formed at the base of her hair line and trickled slowly down her face, mixing with her tears.

SOOTHE by Pete

to soothe the fact that I just lost $88 in 25mins on bodog, I'm planning on jumping out my window. That or just throwing this fucking computer out. This is pretty standard, though. I finally start building back up and, bang! LOSE, LOSE, LOSE. All with hands against shit and I'm back to the street.

SENTENCE by Jamie

Isn't language weird? i mean how many different languages exist on this earth? and they are all, nothing but a jumbled assortment of noises, no one even pays attention to the words that are spoken, nor do we ever think about actually speaking, it just comes out. and sometimes, this is not a good thing.

SENTENCE by Pete

my sentence was 25 yrs. It was for murder. That's right! Murder! All because I killed that banana split from Dairy Queen...not F'n Twisty Treat! I HATE Twisty Treat. They are next as soon as I get my dessert parole.

UNION by Pete

the state of the union is strong. stronger now than it was 8 yrs ago. The economy is on its way up, unemployment is down and jobs are being created.

What is...something John McCain might say?

Correct!

I'll take economics for $800, Alec.

COMPLETE hair, you're welcome! by pete F-U!

i wish i was complete hair, like an italian ape, goldon retriever, stallone. if I was, i could own, like hair club 4 men in summer on the shores of Jersesy...why does this sentence have to end? FUCK YOU! it doesn't, ya a carpet chested baboon curtain. how's that banana and the drape manufacturing industry? Look what the cat dragged in, poison.  every rose has its thorn and if ya rub it the wrong direction you'll get the crap. Yes, you ARE a clown to me, undo another button, FUCK!

EVENT by Pete

in the event of a cheese eating contest, start with all sharp cheeses and work your way down to mild. Begin with the most deep yellow of cheeses and head to the lighter and most often crumbliest, ie. work from sharp cheddar to gorgonzola.

EVENT by Jamie

it was the last event of the evening, and it would end up being the most surprising. everyone was in their seats, legs crossed, and patiently waiting. and soon enough, we saw him appear, and watched as he took his time climbing the stairs. silence covered the room, we had all been waiting to hear his response.

eh that was pretty dumb

Raw by Whitney

beef. cow. ribs, steak... meat meat meat. slaughter house, electric cow prods. Like the one my dad was almost killed with when he was little. Way to go gramps. Taking out the kids one by one. bastard. burn in hell.

RAW by Pete

I was eating raw steaks with m'buddy, Sam and we decided that Homer mouth isn't as bad as it may seem at first sight. Although, it is definitely prominent, it certainly isn't too beefy.

RAW

my skin has gone raw. i've been in this dark, damp hole, for I don't even know how long. it's wet down here. and it's stinks. i've given up on crying for help, no one is here to help me, i'm all alone.

yikes, i don't know what that's about, something about the word "raw" made me feel all silence of the lamb-ish.

SITTING

A girl sits in the chair of a doctors office, and nervously winds the loose string from her shirt around her fingers. She should feel more prepared for this but, her nerves have taken over. Just as she closes her eyes to try and relax herself the assistant calls out her name.

CLIMB

Once when I was little I climbed to the top of the highest tree in my backyard. This tree was always my favorite, for it was the most challenging, yet most rewarding climb. I had gotten close to the top before, but never had I made it all the way up. I started by placing my right foot on the wood plank my Dad and I nailed to the tree for a step, and whipped my body up towards the nearest branch. After going through all the familiar motions I got to my usual stopping point. You see, my legs had never really been long enough to reach the next branch.