I know you’re supposed to use them to protect your valuable furniture, but I hate them. I prefer to just use cups that don’t sweat. Don’t even get me started on cups that sweat. How inappropriate.
she got in line at the amusement park, knowing full well that she had no intention of actually getting on the ride. she was there for one reason, the boy standing in line with her. he was the only one worth the fear
use a coaster with a coke, think about a big white boat,drip the water down the can,the grain is now white and stained.here we go- its melting now, dont you wish you had a pal- with a towel… ?? he he
There’s one very interesting meaning of coaster, that is, the pad under the cup. Our life is like a cup of water, and it’s so important to find a good coaster to support it.
same word that everyone else got. guess they should add some new words to their list. some other nouns. maybe even some adverbs. what is an adverb again? -ly right? so I it could be like “quickly” you’re out of time. And so I am. Right.
My mother always insists I use a coaster. I think that she is wrong; coasters are for grandmothers, and I am child-free. Therefore I should not be made to use a coaster by a forty year old woman. Also, coasters are dividers, if there are only two coasters on a table, three drinks are not allowed. Coasters are discriminatory.
I have coasters in my condo that are so dirty, that I’m not sure how they got that way. I mean, various beverages may have spilled on them, but the deeper issue here is that these coasters make me feel helpless inside because I don’t know how to clean them.
I mean, do you put a coaster in the dishwasher? Will that ruin it?
Help…because I don’t want to ruin my coasters. Dear God, please.
coasters are for cups. i love them. they keep my polished table nice and clean and pretty and woody. coasters can be glass or wood or maybe just a paper towel because you’re too poor to afford coasters. i wonder who invented coasters? they probably had a lot of time on their hands. i’ve never owned a coaster and i probably never will now that i think about because personally i find them kind of pointless.
up down in out three demensions, roller, a safe gaurd, protection, offensive tackle, debacal, spackle jackle faculty in a cult, couldnt handle me. not protecting the wood, failed, qb sack, one mine on one set track, 3 demensions not liniar like time cronilogical advance your minds, imagine a place with no time you cant
One day I set a drink down on the table. Five minutes later, I picked up the drink and to my horror a ring was left where my drink was placed. My mother’s table was ruined. I should have used a coaster. I am sure I will be punished and hope I can find a good website that will tell me how to remove the ring stain.
my nana always used to make us use coasters at her house and they were the huge thick marble type ones… well one day i went to use a coaster and put only half the glass on it by accident causing a major spill. i think a ring is better than soiled carpet.
There was a roller coaster in my home town. It was big and bulky and you could see it from anywhere you were at. You could hear it from most places too. I loved to listen to the rattle of the trains. The metal scraping together. Roller Coasters are now a home sound to me.
roller coaster ride of emotions
the coaster is sitting on the table to prevent drips
coasting down the highway of life
almost like toaster, but not quite
the woman kept putting the coaster back on the table. I told her not to bother – that it was a shitty table anyway, that the sticky soda spill would act as an adhesive and maybe keep it together long enough for me to get my next paycheck. it was like she couldn’t listen.
As Jonathon set his tumbler of scotch on the coaster, he noticed Evelyn staring at herself in the mirror. She loved to study her perfectly structured face. Impeccable in her Chanel suit, she was the envy of most of the women in the Hamptons, and men just wanted to have her, to own her.
The coaster was wet, as it always was. I saw no drink, so I invented one. She had left her lemonade there, I thought. Again, as she always did. Too much sugar, but she liked it that way. Then I remembered, she left. There was no lemonade, and it was just residue from my own scotch.
Up and down, aspiring for cheap thrills. Tricking your brain into thinking its in danger. And we call druggies the problem. We are all druggies in our quest for happiness, in our pursuit of endorphins.
A coaster is a thing you put drinks on. It is usually round and can sometimes be decorative. My mom has some coasters that are wooden and are decorative. They remind me of Tiki’s.
The coaster on my grandmother’s side tables are 70’s esque, probably because they are actually from the 70’s. The middle part is cork, surrounded by old tack wood finishing. Yet, when I put drinks on them– generally diet coke, in actual glass “Coca-Cola” brand glasses, there is a part of me that feels more at home than anywhere else
coaster? like roller coaster? knitted or crocheted coaster to put your ice tea glass on? I think, oh oh, we are not to think on here, just write. Okay. coaster. hmmm. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinkin
a cup coaster is one of the coasters i think about … i want to hold a cup coaster while riding a roller coaster and then walk on the coast , scratch that I want the roller coaster to be on the coast as i hold my cup coaster and you can call me the ghosters coaster cause i’ll coast like a ghost on a roller coaster on the coast with my cup coaster.
I set my glass on a coaster so as not to create loops and rings that twist in and out, making my mother scream like she was plummetting down the tallest hill.
the coaster sat on the table. The drink was sweating all over it, its cold contents waiting to be drunk. Who had let the drink on the coaster? And why did they not sip their iced tea. My mother made the tea, she wouldn’t be happy about it.
I love roller coasters. I remember my first time on a roller coaster. Unless it means like a coffee coaster. I have a few of those in my living room right now. They are yellow, green, and orange. I bought them at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. It was with my mom that I went shopping with.
I put the coaster on the table, knowing it would never be used. we weren’t coaster people. We were pop stains on the carpet people. We were the kind who ate dinner in front of the television and who always seemed to need to rent a rug doctor and/or to by a new table–one without the water stains.
But I put the coaster on the table–maybe we could change.
as in “please put your drink on a coaster when you visit my home”. I would never say that. I don’t own any coasters but I do have lots of worn and happy wooden furniture that carry all the marks of happy memories.
I know you’re supposed to use them to protect your valuable furniture, but I hate them. I prefer to just use cups that don’t sweat. Don’t even get me started on cups that sweat. How inappropriate.
she got in line at the amusement park, knowing full well that she had no intention of actually getting on the ride. she was there for one reason, the boy standing in line with her. he was the only one worth the fear
use a coaster with a coke, think about a big white boat,drip the water down the can,the grain is now white and stained.here we go- its melting now, dont you wish you had a pal- with a towel… ?? he he
I rode the fun roller coaster. I sat my drink on a coaster.
There’s one very interesting meaning of coaster, that is, the pad under the cup. Our life is like a cup of water, and it’s so important to find a good coaster to support it.
Coaster – one who lives on a whim, blowing through life like a feather in the breeze.
same word that everyone else got. guess they should add some new words to their list. some other nouns. maybe even some adverbs. what is an adverb again? -ly right? so I it could be like “quickly” you’re out of time. And so I am. Right.
roller coaster or drink coaster
My mother always insists I use a coaster. I think that she is wrong; coasters are for grandmothers, and I am child-free. Therefore I should not be made to use a coaster by a forty year old woman. Also, coasters are dividers, if there are only two coasters on a table, three drinks are not allowed. Coasters are discriminatory.
I have coasters in my condo that are so dirty, that I’m not sure how they got that way. I mean, various beverages may have spilled on them, but the deeper issue here is that these coasters make me feel helpless inside because I don’t know how to clean them.
I mean, do you put a coaster in the dishwasher? Will that ruin it?
Help…because I don’t want to ruin my coasters. Dear God, please.
The coaster was square and soggy. I liked the way the edges curled upward, like someone had taken a fingernail and disrupted the delicate layers.
My drink was set right in the middle of it. The center of the chaos. The eye of the storm.
Mojitos make me feel deep.
coasters are for cups. i love them. they keep my polished table nice and clean and pretty and woody. coasters can be glass or wood or maybe just a paper towel because you’re too poor to afford coasters. i wonder who invented coasters? they probably had a lot of time on their hands. i’ve never owned a coaster and i probably never will now that i think about because personally i find them kind of pointless.
coaster? what is a coaster really? a chair for your drink?
up down in out three demensions, roller, a safe gaurd, protection, offensive tackle, debacal, spackle jackle faculty in a cult, couldnt handle me. not protecting the wood, failed, qb sack, one mine on one set track, 3 demensions not liniar like time cronilogical advance your minds, imagine a place with no time you cant
One day I set a drink down on the table. Five minutes later, I picked up the drink and to my horror a ring was left where my drink was placed. My mother’s table was ruined. I should have used a coaster. I am sure I will be punished and hope I can find a good website that will tell me how to remove the ring stain.
my nana always used to make us use coasters at her house and they were the huge thick marble type ones… well one day i went to use a coaster and put only half the glass on it by accident causing a major spill. i think a ring is better than soiled carpet.
There was a roller coaster in my home town. It was big and bulky and you could see it from anywhere you were at. You could hear it from most places too. I loved to listen to the rattle of the trains. The metal scraping together. Roller Coasters are now a home sound to me.
roller coaster ride of emotions
the coaster is sitting on the table to prevent drips
coasting down the highway of life
almost like toaster, but not quite
If that night I met you at some fancy party where they put their fancy drinks in fancy glasses with fancy lacy coasters on the table
It wouldnt have made a difference
I still would fallen in love with you.
the woman kept putting the coaster back on the table. I told her not to bother – that it was a shitty table anyway, that the sticky soda spill would act as an adhesive and maybe keep it together long enough for me to get my next paycheck. it was like she couldn’t listen.
roller-coasters i am scared of but normal coasters i use every day
As Jonathon set his tumbler of scotch on the coaster, he noticed Evelyn staring at herself in the mirror. She loved to study her perfectly structured face. Impeccable in her Chanel suit, she was the envy of most of the women in the Hamptons, and men just wanted to have her, to own her.
“Use a coaster under your drink!”
The coaster was wet, as it always was. I saw no drink, so I invented one. She had left her lemonade there, I thought. Again, as she always did. Too much sugar, but she liked it that way. Then I remembered, she left. There was no lemonade, and it was just residue from my own scotch.
Up and down, aspiring for cheap thrills. Tricking your brain into thinking its in danger. And we call druggies the problem. We are all druggies in our quest for happiness, in our pursuit of endorphins.
I set my drink upon you. You protect my tables and furniture. I associate you with old fussy people or bars.
coaster
A coaster is someone in a go cart who goes down a hill.
Put your drinks on this and save the table.
Someone who lives on the coast.
Coasting is great fun.
A coaster is a thing you put drinks on. It is usually round and can sometimes be decorative. My mom has some coasters that are wooden and are decorative. They remind me of Tiki’s.
The coaster on my grandmother’s side tables are 70’s esque, probably because they are actually from the 70’s. The middle part is cork, surrounded by old tack wood finishing. Yet, when I put drinks on them– generally diet coke, in actual glass “Coca-Cola” brand glasses, there is a part of me that feels more at home than anywhere else
coaster west
coaster coffee
coaster lazy
coaster roller
coaster roaster
coaster toaster
coaster is the most, er…
coaster? like roller coaster? knitted or crocheted coaster to put your ice tea glass on? I think, oh oh, we are not to think on here, just write. Okay. coaster. hmmm. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinking. thinkin
a cup coaster is one of the coasters i think about … i want to hold a cup coaster while riding a roller coaster and then walk on the coast , scratch that I want the roller coaster to be on the coast as i hold my cup coaster and you can call me the ghosters coaster cause i’ll coast like a ghost on a roller coaster on the coast with my cup coaster.
I set my glass on a coaster so as not to create loops and rings that twist in and out, making my mother scream like she was plummetting down the tallest hill.
something on coast. it may be some game or sport machine.
the coaster sat on the table. The drink was sweating all over it, its cold contents waiting to be drunk. Who had let the drink on the coaster? And why did they not sip their iced tea. My mother made the tea, she wouldn’t be happy about it.
I love roller coasters. I remember my first time on a roller coaster. Unless it means like a coffee coaster. I have a few of those in my living room right now. They are yellow, green, and orange. I bought them at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. It was with my mom that I went shopping with.
I put the coaster on the table, knowing it would never be used. we weren’t coaster people. We were pop stains on the carpet people. We were the kind who ate dinner in front of the television and who always seemed to need to rent a rug doctor and/or to by a new table–one without the water stains.
But I put the coaster on the table–maybe we could change.
roller beer a place that just goes along not a toaster but someone from the east someone who just won’t get a job roller
as in “please put your drink on a coaster when you visit my home”. I would never say that. I don’t own any coasters but I do have lots of worn and happy wooden furniture that carry all the marks of happy memories.