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The green pepper was sliced. The tomatoes squeezed. The onions pounded. And the parsley chopped. She looked at her the mural and found a piece of art. Of hunger.
By FaridaEzzat on 09.03.2011
The great bird looked like shades of black pepper, feathers flying like grains from the shaker.
By Cheska on 09.03.2011
Pepper. In a moment I’m sneezing my nose off because I accidentally inhaled some when adding it into my soup. One thing I love about winter is how I can eat soup.
By Hannah S URL on 09.03.2011
in fact,kent’s salt and pepper hair was how she thought of him.that and his devilish brown eyes….eyes she would never see again.
By The Fake Dann URL on 09.03.2011
Pepper grinders are fun to twirl and fun to swirl. But you never know what’s really inside them. What if instead it was a salt converter. maybe that’s the difference between a pepper shaker and a pepper grinder. The grinder just grinds the salt down until it’s black and depleted. That’s a shame for the salt, but for some to succeed, others must fail.
By mike thompson on 09.03.2011
mama why dont you use pepper? pepper will make her sneeze.
macaroni flew out of her nose across the room.
i thought i saved baby sister’s life. one day i could be a doctor.
By Lauren on 09.03.2011
the lady with the salt and pepper hair skips jauntily down the Spanish Steps. is she American, or Italian, or Brazilian, or Israeli, or…? Woman of the World is the ethnicity oozing from her pores. we suspect she’s decades older than she appears.
By Jenna Smith URL on 09.03.2011
pepper. what can i say about this seasoning? it doesn’t seem necessary, but i do use pepper when i cook. unlike salt, which is an essential ingredient, pepper is an extra, a stimulant very nice to have.
By kaorita on 09.03.2011
red hot peppers, above any weather forever together discount the one chedda.
By gerald on 09.03.2011
the antithesis of salt, ebony and ivory. pepper is a spice to give heat and life to your day.
By Debbie URL on 09.03.2011
proper, considering yesterday’s word was salt. this is a much more challenging words. playing music is like pepper. it seems to be mixed. sometimes frustrating, annoying, just plain bad. sometimes peaceful or excited, inspiring, the most magnificent feeling. sometimes difficult, challenging. others – natural, effortless. it can be dark, or mixed with gray. somedays its attractive and other days you could swear youre allergic… but the most amazing things happen when everything is properly mixed.
By unbornsymphony URL on 09.03.2011
Peppers add a little spice and excitement to dull things. It’s a wonderfully tool cooks can use and elaborate with an artistic feel in the work of food. We enjoy it and then it’s gone like the wind. Nothing left but I memory and a need for a restroom eventually. But it’s not really gone is it? It’s goes back into our water which goes back into our farms and back into our stores and then our food. Or back into the earth where the food grows… Or into the air where our food breeths it in like life and then back to the artist or chef and back into our food and the cycle starts all over
By Kat on 09.03.2011
These words just don’t inspire me lately—too much pepper, not enough salt. I can pepper my writings with spicy words, or pepper my chicken with a mill of my own.
By Andie on 09.03.2011
On my first day of school ever, I was late. Kindergarten, day one. And even though I lived a block away from the school, my mom had to walk with me from my house to the class because I’d never been there before. And when the teacher greeted us, my mom decided to share that morning’s story of me: She had put pepper on my scrambled eggs without asking me and when she handed them to me, I cried, “But mom, you put dirt on them!”
That kind of set the tone for the rest of my academic career.
By Aaron M. URL on 09.03.2011
to make the perfect omelet you need eggs, butter, cheese and pepper. It adds just the right amount of flavor. it also gives the yellow eggs a lovely hint of dark speckles. It makes a lovely addition to the perfect omelet
By J-sizzle URL on 09.03.2011
Who didn’t want to like Dr. Pepper growing up? Remember those commercials? “Wouldn’t you like to be a Pepper too!”
I TOTALLY wanted to be a Pepper! I wanted to love the stuff and dance and sing down the street with that guy and all the cool kids behind him!
Then I actually tried the stuff, and I hated it. I tried it several times because I SO wanted to like it.
I wonder what happened to the Dr. Pepper guy?
(Gosh I love the interwebnet. The Dr. Pepper guy was David Naughton.)
By Noisy Quiet URL on 09.03.2011
This was the last time I saw him… he was getting int o the car with his new owner, and I was probably the most sad I will have been since then. I’d had that dog for 10 years, and it was like saying goodby to a child. I will NEVER do that again, and if someone does that, i feel for people who have to do it.
By Nestle URL on 09.03.2011
I stormed up Hogback Mountain. The radio professed, “Frankie got with Sharon and Sharon got Charice. She was sharin’ Sharon’s outlook on the topic of disease.”
By ISOreality URL on 09.03.2011
pimenta….in portuguese. i am always asking for this but it’s hot sauce. soooo good
By courtney on 09.03.2011
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHTTTCHOOOO! I keep remembering this fun fact: A sneeze is 1/8 of an orgasm. I keep relating food or spices to sex. Why not?
By Camille M URL on 09.03.2011
I was hoping to make this a lengthy one but this topic seems unremarkable.
There is little to say about pepper except that it goes well with hardboiled eggs and detectives alike, when not being used to describe the effects of a shotgun at range or the freckles on a girl’s face.
By NoNames on 09.03.2011
it’s a sweet scent. the unique spicy blend of odors that wafts through my senses and lodges itself in the back of my mind. as i turn the dirt over in my hands, it slips through my fingers, and i bring it up to my nose, sniffing once. pepper, and oranges.
By violeta on 09.03.2011
Oh my god, we’re out of pepper. How will I ever make peppersteak or pepper anything else? God bless the peppercorn; it’s so gentle and loving and good. Green pepper is an altogether different thing; and that’s to speak nothing of red, yellow, purple, or jalapenos. Damn, I love the peppers.
By Randy B URL on 09.03.2011
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
By aeropostale URL on 09.03.2011
both the broil my brush
the fox thought through
even to be carefull…857
CAREFULL WTK car full
no hope… lest the 1/4
so they think I lost the
scare… REcall the tooth
tinyyappy the way of
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By Fabric Spell in Ushe URL on 09.03.2011
I peppered her face with kisses, gently taking away her tears. I couldn’t imagine what she was going through, but I knew I had to do something, and this was the only thing I knew to do. I held her as she cried, and it pained my heart to see her so distraught. I started crying with her.
By Jess on 09.03.2011
There was a little ginger-haired boy, who lived next door to me, when I was 7 years old. He had an abundance of freckles and was mean as hell. For some reason, he always smelled like black pepper. He used to throw rocks at me and laugh about it. He was only about five, I think, but he still scared me, younger than me or not.
By Tennille Bozarth URL on 09.03.2011
There are all sorts of pepper – black pepper, peppercorns, red pepper, hot peppers, jalepeno peppers, green pepper, cayenne pepper, white pepper. Pepper adds some spice to life, some heat to meat, some flavor to savor! I love pepper!
By Debbie Knight on 09.03.2011
People tell me to put pepper on the counters so that when my cat Bean jumps on the counters, she’ll breathe in the pepper and violently sneeze and never want to go back on there. I know it works for dogs when you throw pepper in the garbage cans because my sister does it with her dog. However, I don’t really want a peppery mess on my counters. Michael wants to put mouse traps covered with paper plates on the counter instead, so that the sound of the snap will scare the heck out of her.
By Candace S. URL on 09.03.2011
She watched as he was peppered with shotgun fire to the head.
By Kyle URL on 09.03.2011
Hot. Sharp. Spice. Flavoring food, no longer bland. Can’t imagine cooking without it.
By Ellen Goble on 09.03.2011
I know pepper is good for you, but too much is just not pleasing to my pallet. But I do like it ground on a good tomato sandwich on toast, also on a tuna sandwich. And I see they are giving us longer to write!
By Mary Lou Wynegar on 09.03.2011
Sometime sitting in the dinner when one is looking, I add a little salt to the pepper. It is a harmless bit of mischief, no one hardly ever notices. But you add the salt to some sugar, and you will be sworn at six ways from friday… Strange how you but to things together that are black and white no one notices but you put things that are so similar in appearance, all hell can break loose…
By Lord Jim URL on 09.03.2011
Lo importante en la danza era mantener la linea. La linea del cuello y de la espalda, desde la punta de las manos hasta el final de los pies. Y todas las chicas del ballet intentaban seguir esas simples reglas. O casi todas… una nunca lo hacía. Abbi simplemente se preocupaba por sentir la música correr por sus venas y siempre mandaba las reglas al diablo. Eso era lo que la hacía tan perfecta a mis ojos.
By Julia URL on 09.03.2011
I wish we were both pepper.
maybe that way we would stop fighting.
By leslie on 09.03.2011
pepper and salt are way too different to be together.
By Dale on 09.03.2011
Why do does pepper make people sneeze? I’ve used a lot of pepper on a lot of things but never have I once sneezed. And While I’m asking questions, why does pneumonia start with a P?
By Kelsey Genoways URL on 09.03.2011
“What do you mean, I can never go back home again? What the hell is that all about?” Jensen cried.
“Why do you pepper me with such inane questions? Of course no one can every go back home again, Jensen. In your case it’s both literal and a metaphor. You can never be who you were before and your real home no longer exists. You are with us, now, Jensen.!
By chole URL on 09.03.2011
Burning in my eyes
You are hot like pepper
I’m crying, crying out
Looking for attentions
Something, anything from you
A taste of your heat
Your special kind of flavour
By darseyrsm URL on 09.03.2011
put me in your breakfast, pack me in your lunch. because i want to come with you.
By sara on 09.03.2011
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.