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clothes in the washer after i make my pasta. clothes covering my bedroom floor , stains and dirt and muck. must clean it up ultra fresh radiance emitting from the machine down through the airwaves into my nostrils make my hairtingle up like balls of fire being excited by strong gusts of wind and heavy storm of excitement eating at the senses of now and forever slimecum covered towels breaking softness in the tracks of fury. Hardening up like me 10 years ago cumming up a storm eating cheeto puffs digging nails into my teeth
» Posted By Giles On 03.27.2015 @ 11:11 am
I measure my life with a ruler. I estimate the days until the end. I consider the error in my calculations.
» Posted By Giles On 11.14.2012 @ 2:42 pm
I measure my favorite dog in the highway. What a silly dog. There were tons more sitting about in a line waiting to be measured. But by the time I finished with four of them, it was dusk and time to turn in the towel. Tomorrow, all the dogs would go h
» Posted By Giles On 11.14.2012 @ 2:33 pm
The strongest chains that bind us are the freedoms we take for granted, don’t realize we have, and that we think we don’t deserve.
» Posted By Giles On 08.25.2012 @ 5:44 pm
i hate balloons they make you huff and puff until you pass out trying to get them to fill up .. balloons should be banned from all parties and be laid waste to.
If anyone disagree’s it is probably because they have some fancy balloon pump.
» Posted By Giles On 02.20.2012 @ 10:21 am
to be honest I don’t know how honest I can be to a computer. I mean will my deepest darkest secrets leach out into the universe I can’t be responsible for the near cataclysmic mind warp that is my secrets. Honestly sometimes I don’t even know what to do with myself.
» Posted By Giles On 06.30.2011 @ 5:04 pm
Some times I enjoy wading into a pool of what ever sauce is at McDonalds I is so important to eat the chicken nuggets while wading in a pool of ranch dressing.
Wade is also the name of a dude born in like 1994 perhaps his parents smoked way too much pot.
» Posted By Giles On 06.29.2011 @ 7:56 pm
ego is not a dirty word. change yourself until you are happy with the result. Ask no-one for their opinion, but make sure you are happy yourself. If you are already happy, do nothing.
» Posted By giles On 12.23.2010 @ 11:30 pm
warm love and still wondering how this works and what will happen at the end of sixty seconds here goes then.
» Posted By Giles On 11.27.2010 @ 6:00 am
Standing there, it would be easy to think that it is brave to leap, and braver still to climb down again. Or perhaps leaping is an act of faith, stepping down cowardice?
He wasn’t brave enough to test that out.
» Posted By Giles On 06.11.2010 @ 6:22 pm
He sat at his desk and took it.
His sweaty, bald boss coming over and yelling, spittle flying and face red, bearing the brunt of everything that went wrong.
One day, a particularly bad day, he stood up as the boss stormed away.
“Sir, you’re Swedish account may be compromised.”
» Posted By Giles On 06.08.2010 @ 2:21 am
We do not know what it does.
We do not know how it works.
We don’t know where it came from
We don’t know if its dangerous.
We intend to find out.
» Posted By Giles On 06.07.2010 @ 12:27 am
I pry it off the pudgy hands of an eager to be linguistically helpful four year old.
“actually, this is a Kumara.”
» Posted By Giles On 04.16.2010 @ 9:48 pm
There it was. the open door stretched out in front of him, beckoning. He cast a nervous glance around the ofice, at the bosses pudgy back, then launched himself from the chair in one movement and leapt for freedom. A crash brought him to the ground and he grimaced, looking at the chain from his leg to the desk.
» Posted By Giles On 05.05.2010 @ 12:05 am
spinning, it flew slowly and gracefully off my head, down in elegant smoersaults on the thermals, before beign pulped under the wheels of the train as it thundered under the bridge, and all over my once splendid toupee.
» Posted By Giles On 04.11.2010 @ 9:47 pm
a place wEAR MAMALS LIVE. A GOOD HOME TO MOST BUT IF YOU FFEEL UNCOMFORTABLE IN IT CAN BE A PLACE OF HELL WHICH YOU CANOT ESCAPE. LOTS OF TWATS IN MY HABITAT UNFORTUNELY. IF I COULD GO TO A DIFFERENT ONE I WOULD.
» Posted By GILES On 08.24.2009 @ 3:27 pm
a paradox, tight pants and loose pockets.
high tops, baggy shorts and huge drooping lockets.
» Posted By Giles On 04.03.2010 @ 11:15 pm
the papers exploded from the case, a clasp wound too tightly sending papers into the breeze, onto the road and under the wheels of cars. I stood frozen. What would I do now?
» Posted By giles On 12.28.2009 @ 10:07 pm
This stuff is disgusting
The stuff in question stood placidly on my plate. Yes, stood up, unbending.
-I’m not eating this.
-it’s good for you.
-No it’s not. Its like eating a wad of chewing gum.
just shut up and eat.
» Posted By giles On 01.24.2010 @ 1:39 am
The black stretched beyond his hazy vision, ridged by turf on either side. the air shimmered with the heat of the sun. a noise penetrated the blanket over his senses, and he turned…
» Posted By Giles On 03.26.2010 @ 4:43 pm
He looked at himself.
Himself looked back at him.
you are tall, he thought.
too tall, he thought back.he bent to look at his face in the mirror.
does it really matter how bad his acne is if no-one can see his face?
» Posted By giles On 03.16.2010 @ 11:08 pm
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it spoke with a clear, sharp witted point. It tolerated no dissension, rather had a resume of keeping everything stuck up where it should be, If pushed.
» Posted By giles On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am