canteen

May 26th, 2011 | 567 Entries

sign up or log in for additional features.
(It's free!)

567 Entries for “canteen”

  1. it’s camping and drinking and thinking of the canteen boy on snl. adam sandler played canteen boy right? yes. and i remember watching the skit where alec baldwin played a creepy pervy scout leader who was trying to hit on the canteen boy. and it made me really uncomfortable and i remember watching it in secret because i didn’t want anyone questioning me. and that’s canteen for you. pervy scout masters.

    By sophie on 05.26.2011

  2. I grabbed my water canteen and swung it back into my bag. Ugh if i could just drink a little more water. but i know i have to save as much as i can for later. I mean i have quite the trip ahead of me and i have no idea how long getting home will take.

    By Brooks on 05.26.2011

  3. something you fill with water for refreshment or a refreshment stand.

    By courtnee on 05.26.2011

  4. tin canteen with ragged cloth sleeve of green, smells like mothballs, and the water swishing around inside as I move up the stoney trail doesn’t interest me because it can only taste like the canteen smells.

    By Fred Fingery URL on 05.26.2011

  5. She trudged across the Mohave, on the way to her house, thinking that she’s seen this scenery in countless movies. Everywhere is Kingman, she thought, as she gulped from her canteen.

    By Lauren URL on 05.26.2011

  6. He shuddered. The slosh of water in the empty canteen would be sure to give hime away. His element of surprise would be gone. Setting it down beside him, he crawled on into the darkness. Now. The time had to be now.Dale

    By Dale Harrison on 05.26.2011

  7. army . green war. food. water.

    By lauren on 05.26.2011

  8. I took the canteen off my belt and took a sip. The cold water trickled into my mouth and down my throat, soothing the itch. The day was hot and the sun scorching my skin. There was only a little water left. I had to make it last. For as long as I could. But the thirst was overtaking my mind.

    By Meg on 05.26.2011

  9. Dry — parched.
    In the desert he marched.

    Unsure of his destination,
    Unsure of his past.

    In the desert — in the desert he marched.

    And the more he marched, the more he knew.
    The surer he was, that he’d find you.

    By Jem URL on 05.26.2011

  10. He shuddered. The slosh of water in the empty canteen would be sure to give him away. His element of surprise would be gone. Setting it down beside him, he crawled on into the darkness. Now. The time had to be now.

    By Dale Harrison URL on 05.26.2011

  11. help! my canteen has sprung a leak!
    as if! like the world needs any more damsels in distress. if that ever happened to me, i’d just apply pressure to the hole with my thumb, and once that got tiring i could just drink it all! for god’s sake! i can help myself!

    By cheese&crackers URL on 05.26.2011

  12. Canteen always reminds me of a desert movie scene. Or when I was little and went mountain hiking with my grandparents. Nowadays people just use plastic water bottles.

    By mochi♥face URL on 05.26.2011

  13. my heart is but an empty hard casing
    it beats slowly against me with each step i take
    no need for breaks i keep my pace steady
    but not everything is as it seems
    no love in my heart an empty canteen

    By kachinga URL on 05.26.2011

  14. It i was lost in the woods, I would hope to have a canteen with me. I would fill it with water and lots of ice, as I like my water real cold. If I wasn’t lost, I probably wouldn’t put water in it. Most likely, it would be Budweiser. Budweiser canteen. Yum.

    By ewwvalerie URL on 05.26.2011

  15. The gun makes more noise than I thought it would.
    My ears ring for about five seconds, and I am actually thankful–I don’t have to hear the sound of a skull shattering.
    I rush over to the man’s corpse–never seen him before in my life–and wrest all I can from his lifeless frame. As I work, I wonder if he was a better man than I, traveling to save some desperate village in dire need.
    Then I see it.
    A canteen.
    I gingerly pick it up, caressing its cold, aluminum sides. It is beautiful.
    I drink. And drink. And drink. For about five minutes I do nothing but suck the life from the full vessel, and when I finish, I cannot help but shake the flat metal cylinder for the last drops of sweet nectar.
    I look down at what’s left of the man, and say a quick thank you. I would stay with him longer, but I have someplace I need to be.

    By DH URL on 05.26.2011

  16. we all could use a canteen to drink from. Water or booze it can be used to many different functions. Good thing I have my canteen!

    By rg on 05.26.2011

  17. He had just finished sipping from his canteen. He wiped the sweat from his brow and continued on the long and dangerous hike over the mountain. The constant strain on his back and mind were becoming almost too much to bear, but but bear it he must.

    By alex on 05.26.2011

  18. He lifted the canteen to his mouth. Ahhhh. The refreshment. Nothing was better or more satisfying. The coolness. The wetness. But, he knew he needed to preserve the rest for later. It was a blistering 97 degrees. With no shade. He had to make the plateau by nightfall. The odds were doubtful.

    By Kit URL on 05.26.2011

  19. john locke lost survival army water dehydration liquid holder old flask alcohol liqour inside hiding drunk abuse

    By alex on 05.26.2011

  20. He kept his father’s canteen under his bed in a box, along with every other heirloom he had collected over the years. When he couldn’t sleep, sometimes he’d lie on his stomach with his ear to the pillow, listening, wondering what his dad’s drink would sound like.

    By Aaron M. URL on 05.26.2011

  21. The sun pulses like a heartbeat.
    Hot sand between my fingers.

    Hot. Sand. Heat and sand
    Consume everything

    And I have nothing left —
    Nothing but a mouthful.

    Iced cold water pierces everything,
    Like the thought of you.

    The sun pulses like a heartbeat
    And I am in a desert again

    A desert, the sun pulses in my dreams.
    The thought of you pierces everything.

    Hot. Sand. Heat and sand,
    You are my canteen.

    By Jem Page URL on 05.26.2011

  22. We made a study on how to run one. I guess we never did finish for the owner did not even want us to interview her. She thought our teacher was spying on her business. Oops

    By jersonho URL on 05.26.2011

  23. CANTEEN IS SOMETHING THAT U DRINK OUT OF WHEN U ARE ON AA HIKE IN THE DESSERT

    By monique URL on 05.26.2011

  24. el sudor del frio se derramaba por el vaso. Hacia 10 minutos que no lo tocaba, estaba mirandola y se habia olvidado que el vaso estaba ahi.
    esperando una señal, por mas minima que fuera, de que ella lo veia.
    Al rededor la música, los ruidos, los colores. Todo demasiado intenso, como de un mundo paralelo.
    Pero…por momentos…tal vez…no. No lo miraba. Estaba ella también sumergida en ese espacio que pertenecía a otro espacio del que estaba el, grotesco, inmundo, desconocido.

    By Valuk on 05.26.2011

  25. i wanted to make you my canteen
    i wanted to kiss you whenever i was thirsty
    and you’d cure my yearning by being my date to dinner
    and my light-hearted lover

    Maybe it’s because i’m a lady
    and your a woman
    but lady
    i’m the woman that’s been wanting to love you lately
    i want us to be the adventure that saves me
    makes me realize my walk through the jungle
    helps me love my life daily

    i know i might be a problem
    you don’t want to figure in your head
    maybe the numbers are just too big
    and i know eleven years means the difference between
    what cartoons we watched when we were kids
    but can we just cuddle for a bit?

    if i could pick a daisy for every butterfly i get when i see you
    i’d be able to bring you a bouquet every morning
    with a box full of butterflies
    i hope your not grossed out that they came from my belly
    but i promise, they’re not covered in my breakfast
    they didn’t come from my stomach
    they came from my diaphragm
    in the cocoon of my lungs
    when i first whispered your name
    is where they originally sprang

    i want to kiss you endlessly
    make you chocolate-chip pancakes while you sleep

    By Tescia Schell URL on 05.26.2011

  26. the soldier carried the canteen like the heavy memories of his forgotten life, his lonely wife and the son who once called him father. He dragged his feet along the top of the earth and wished it could be filled again. his thirst aged with him, for a substance that could fortify.

    By Michelle Traficano on 05.26.2011

  27. I take a sip.
    It tastes like nothing I’ve tasted before.
    This is my last wish.
    I want to savor this moment.
    This small precious moment where everything comes together.
    Just a small drop of water in my Canteen.

    By Tyler on 05.26.2011

  28. the last drop of water trickled out of his canteen… thirst remained like an ever burning flame- unquenchable.. the lonely sands shifted continuously, always changing like the colors in the sky… he had run out of water, and he knew time was next…

    By Emma Dietz URL on 05.26.2011

  29. el sudor del frio se derramaba por el vaso. Hacia 10 minutos que no lo tocaba, estaba mirandola y se habia olvidado que el vaso estaba ahi.
    esperando una señal, por mas minima que fuera, de que ella lo veia.
    Al rededor la música, los ruidos, los colores. Todo demasiado intenso, como de un mundo paralelo.
    Pero…por momentos…tal vez…no. No lo miraba. Estaba ella también sumergida en ese espacio que pertenecía a otro espacio del que estaba el, grotesco, inmundo, desconocido.

    By valuk URL on 05.26.2011

  30. I walked up to the bar and ordered my beverage. He smiled at me with many mouths and pulled a long thin glass from the counter and begin to fill it with various liquids. With one of his many arms he slid the glass across the bar to me and I slurped it down. An ugly creature with a butt on its face gave me a very dirty look.

    By Mr.Writesabit URL on 05.26.2011

  31. The canteen opens and water flushes out. As the water hits the grass turning dust to mud, you like hope to the rain will stop coming. Releasing the water from your canteen proves you don’t think it will happen.

    By Ashleigh Achor on 05.26.2011

  32. the Gimp had to eat in the canteens
    munch on fried frooloo’s and crunchy fingereens
    while the Prog would chuckle
    loosen his belt buckle
    and drink salted wines with salty scrumpteens.

    By Javier Shopek URL on 05.26.2011

  33. Canteen you something that you take on a hike with you. You fill it with water and from it you drink. My little brother had one that he would take all over the property, “exploring.” I miss the days when we would carry around that canteen and have adventures all over our yard. I was about 7 or 8 i believe. We had a little fort between some trees. We would walk around with my brothers canteen and a hiking stick, looking for frogs and interesting bugs.

    By Jollee Ray on 05.26.2011

  34. i remember when i was at abraxas and we had these canteens but they were called nalgenes and we held them at our sides one time when i bought a bottle in yardley i held it like that because i was so used to it i was with morgan and brian ship bought it for us it’s too bad that kid is retarded i wonder what he is doing now i saw him on facebook the other day it remindeded me of dustin kind.

    By Melissa Burns on 05.26.2011

  35. the taste of water from a canteen is metallic;
    with a tongue turned to tin, i screw on the lid.

    By caitlin URL on 05.26.2011

  36. i had a canteen. it was on my back pack when we left last week. i don’t know what you did with it. or where you went. but you’re gone now and i don’t know how to get it back, nor am i sure i ever will. i know i’m writing about a canteen, but i’m lying. im talking about my heart.

    By kailey on 05.26.2011

  37. all i can think about is the teen part in this. i have no idea what a canteen is. the e’s kinda look like happy pac mans. i see the cant. but i know i can be whatever i want to be. double n’s. double e’s. oh my.

    By Taylor on 05.26.2011

  38. Cool rain drops clutter my vision over our roof. As we lay there, all we feel is everything but our surroundings. Nature takes us into a whole new world out here.

    By Amy! URL on 05.26.2011

  39. fill it. that’s what they keep saying to me. so we broke up. and now i’m doing it. one down, three to go. unfortunately, this isn’t what I want at all. I’m lonely. and I miss her. And I wish things would normalize, but they won’t. not today. not even in two years. it will take until i am married. then i can be normal. and that is what we strive for, isn’t it?

    By ramsey on 05.26.2011

  40. He took a long pull from the canteen of water. There wasn’t nearly enough to quench his thirst. Just as the letters from home weren’t enough to quench his thirst of love. But he was here, trained and ready to serve.

    By Kirsty URL on 05.26.2011