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May 24th, 2011 | 624 Entries

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624 Entries for “booth”

  1. It was hard to get all of us in there, but with his cheek pressed against mine and her elbow somewhere in my side, it was clear we had done it (even if it was a bit uncomfortable). “Okay!” she exclaimed, her breath tickling my ear and far too loud for the small space, “everyone make goofy faces!” Before I could respond, the flash of the bulb went off.

  2. I would like a booth for my family. I want to see a phone booth. I bet a phone booth would be really big.

    by Aer on 05.25.2011
  3. I like to see booths. I was in a spraying booth at the Peach Jam. I have seen a phone booth in movies. Booths are cool. Booth rhymes with tooth. There are many kinds of booths.

    by Al on 05.25.2011
  4. He had long since become completely invisible to the daily commuters. If it weren’t for the tourists, he would go on long lunches, take up painting, sneak catnaps. No one ever asked anything interesting, like how to find the museum of lost socks, which fountain had the most interesting smell or how many hipsters could fit in a phone booth. Their lack of creativity was one of his many sources of disappointment in the human race.

  5. The small town girl behind the kissing booth was there to raise money for charity. She was chosen for this job because of her looks. Cute, slender and blond. And wasn’t afraid to wear red lipstick in broad day light. Everyone knew she could charm money right out of a wallet. So the kids in the foster home were finally going to get some real financial backing for a change.

    by paulie aragon on 05.25.2011
  6. I was standing outsidet the ticket booth. Rain dripping off my brow, soaking my hair…my soul. My life. I bought two tickets to Ashworth on the 4 o’clock train. It was 9 am. What the fuck was I going to do for the day? fuck it…I’ll get drunk again.

    by miguel on 05.25.2011
  7. Booth. It’s still ‘booth’? I mean, jeez. It’s the next day. Couldn’t they put up a new word already? Urrrrghhhh.

    “Quiet, young grasshopper. You must learn to be patient.”

    PATIENCE IS NOT A VIRTUE. Or at least, it’s not one of mine.

  8. The sky was gray. I couldn’t see anyone around me. Nothing but the red phone booth. It was ringing. Incessantly, like the call of a particularly annoying bird. Should I answer? Was it for me? Who would know I was here, when I had been running for so long? And what if it was him? How could he have found me? I was so good at hiding my tracks. I hoped it wasn’t him, but I couldn’t ignore the phone.

  9. The booth was empty. As I sat in the restaurant, staring around me, I saw only one other person. He was rough, smoking a cigarette, reading a paper. I wasn’t too sure it was a good idea to be here, at 1am, but where else could I go? The red leather squeaked as I shifted on my seat, and the blonde waitress came up to me with a tired look in her eye. “what can I get you?”

  10. Talking on the phone in a crowded new york street. Patiently waiting for the train’s arrival time.

    by Rachel on 05.25.2011
  11. Voting takes place in a polling booth – a little wooden contraption that a puff of wind would take care of if it were inside. Sometimes it smells dusty, but often it smells of wood. But doesn’t detract from trying to find someone responsible to vote for!

    by joey on 05.25.2011
  12. Music echoed of of the empty rides of the old fairground. A sad soft erie sound. Only one games booth still stood. A smiling person waved welcomingly with a cold smile. “Come here” they whisper in an ancient voice. “I don’t bite” they continue to say. For some reason you don’t trust that, and turn to leave. You run out of the park and stop at the gate to catch your breath. You turn expecting them to be shambling after you, but the booth was gone. The music drifts off with the wind, and suddenly feeling nauseous, you pick up your bike and go home.

  13. The only spot left was the tiny red booth in the corner. No one wanted to sit there. But i thought it looked lonely and had a feeling it was going to be a great night if we did. The little booth, so alone in the only diner on st.clemens street. Poor thing.

    by cynthia watson on 05.25.2011
  14. I remember sitting in the photo booth with my first boyfriend we were only thirteen. We took funny pictures just like in all the movies. With the last one being a kiss. My first kiss. I will always remember that photo booth.

    by Xina on 05.25.2011
  15. Somewhere you sit, for photos. Often to get passport pictures. Possibly to vote in an election. Normally narrow. Quite tight. Hard to get 2 people in there, yet alone 3 like I did in the past. Wasn’t too bad though, got a good picture from a booth although they can be very expensive. Too expensive.

    by Xaq Read on 05.25.2011
  16. There was a toll booth in front of us, manned by an extremely scary clown. I didn’t want to walk past him, but how else were we supposed to get into the fair? My husband pushed me forward, the clown smiled, and as I stepped into the shadow of the booth, I thought “oh, gosh, we’re going to die.”
    I was right. The next moment, the booth exploded. And we were dead. So what was it about that clown that tipped me off?
    Did I really need a tip? Clowns are scary.

    by MaraBjornsson on 05.25.2011
  17. We sat in the photo booth. The seconds counted down. 3 – We rush to make goofy faces. 2 – Not goofy enough! – 1 – “I guess this’ll have to do!”

    by Brandon on 05.25.2011
  18. There are many different type of booths. Dirty booths, clean booths, kissing booths, picture booths, and table booths. Fat people prefere tables over booths because usually they can’t fit into booths as well as tables since you can’t adjust the booth (how many times did i fucking say booth) (did i even spell it right?)

    by Eda on 05.25.2011
  19. Hello. I have a wonderful story to tell… it started for me in a booth a warm place, safe and neat.
    My father placed me there to avoid the storm, and its in that spot I was found, smiling at the rain that run in columns down the glass.

    by james cooper on 05.25.2011
  20. Booth? Like the guy that shot Lincoln. I was actually listening to assasins this morning. Good musical. Or a booth in a restaurant. Is that where I’ll be going with him? This guy. Who I just agreed to go out with. Who I don’t even like. At all. Sigh.

  21. Telphone booths are not popular enough in America. I feel the need to express my Doctor Who-ism. Why can’t I go to a random phone booth? I know it’s not the same as a ploice box, but I it’s close enough. I don’t what to do with myself. I do believe that is all. Do I still have time? I dunno. If I had a TARDIS I would. Hmmm…..This is an awfully long sixty seconds. Do-do-do.

    by M. Johnson on 05.25.2011
  22. Beautiful.. a restaurant. A lonely man. and his table. Waiting for something. For anything. For his deceased wife. His own death. A miracle. A tragedy. A breach in his healthy walls. Amen.

    by Kelsey on 05.25.2011
  23. picture booths in the mall are fun to use. your friend can all to and take pictures in it. the cos is really expensive but its fun. the memories last a really long time, i have spent almost 100 dollars on them

    by elij on 05.25.2011
  24. I looked at him in the eye. He smiled at me, he knew exactly what I was thinking. Grabbing his large hands, I led him into the booth. We sat down, making memories recording them on pieces of photo paper. Looking at the pictures afterward of our young faces, it made me shed one single tear.

  25. I saw him from the back, just beyond the flow of a curtain talking on the phone in one of those covered photo booths that twelve-year-old girl take stupid pictures in. I wondered what conversation among friends could be that humiliating.

    by Lauren on 05.25.2011
  26. I stood alone in the booth, stunned by the news. How could he? Not like this? Not now, now here…. All of a sudden, I felt alone, the 100s of people around me didn’t matter, the booth was my hell, my end…

  27. Okay, so booth… like photo booth! That’s what they’re called right? Oh well. The photo booth at the movies is great, it has Pirates of the Caribbean on it. It’s nothing like Arrested Development

    SHEEP!

    by Jackie Sparrow on 05.25.2011
  28. I like sitting in a restaurant booth with my girlfriend and order fries with mayo. We both sit on the same side of the both and feed each other. A nice way to spend a Sunday.

    by Andy on 05.25.2011
  29. telephone booth is where superman changes when he needs to save the world. Is he the only one that can save us? Who are the heros in the world? We all need someone to save us. Who is the one that is to save us?
    Jesus Christ

    by Emily on 05.25.2011
  30. Photo booths, table booths, tooth, sitting at a booth staring out the window, red vinyl covered booths at a diner at the side of the highway, shiny comfortable food

    by patty on 05.25.2011
  31. the first thing that came up to my mind when i read this is seeley booth, of course, the main character of my favourite tv show ever BONES. he a little bit remind of my dad actually. in the latest episode that i watched a couple hours ago, she just broke up with his girl friend, hannah, which is sad because, i somehow like her. shes beauty, bold, and have a brain. she definitely stole my heart. but, i still in team bones. after shes being rejected when she tell booth about her feeling, i have a good feeling this two are getting back together.

    by shanindya bias on 05.25.2011
  32. We sat next to each other in the photo booth.
    I lost a tooth.
    I told you the truth: You’re such a doof!
    I love youu(th)

    by MelissaLouise on 05.25.2011
  33. i sat in the cherry red booth, just waiting for him to arrive. i didn’t know who was coming, i could only feel him near. who would walk through that door, as the cheery bell sung. i stared out the window waiting for this feeling to end, but no one came around the bend.

    by Gabriela Bonilla on 05.25.2011
  34. I stood before the booth with a blank stare. She was gorgeous. She asked for one million dollars for a 5.5 second kiss, no tongue allowed. I wrote the check.

    by Frank Pray on 05.25.2011
  35. what type of booth? do you a booth for sitting or john wilkes booth the evil guy

  36. I have worked in a girl scout cookie selling booth since 2nd grade. I am in 8th grade now, and I am still a girl scout. I just don’t sell as many cookies now because I’m not as cute and little.

  37. I sat in a phone booth and wrote about the word booth, it was a pretty booth, but i was alone, I dont like being alone, it makes me sad, because there are a whole lot of people in the world, not people like john wilkes booth, he scares me. The word booth is boring.

    by jen on 05.25.2011
  38. Once upon a time in Mexico a man walked into a changing booth in a convenience store. Where did the booth come from? No idea, probably China… Everything is made in China. 5 seconds later, the booth exploded.

    by Shadowknifekillercoolx2333 on 05.25.2011
  39. The phone hung from its cord, the booth empty. It was as though someone has just left, The wind swaying the phone back and forth. But there was no one there. There hadn’t been for a hundred years.

  40. I slid into the booth, feeling the vinyl stick to the unprotected skin beneath my shorts. Why don’t people in the films ever get friction burns from that move? Anyway, this was besides the point. Aside from me I could see he was nervous, hiding his face behind a menu. The menu ever so slighly shook as he brought it down from his face.