One more coat and it will be finished. The thought of moving on from this project made her smile. A milestone of sorts, leaving her hopeful for the future. This time she would reach her goal.
my brother didn’t wear a coat the other day and he now has a cold. you do the math. it’s not cool for guys to wear coats so i think someone should make it cool. i can’t really because i’m a girl. hmm…
I found a coat at the train station. It had tons of contents in the pockets. One thing I found interesting was a leaflet on spirituality. It contained wisdom that was written in pen, words of scholars and philosophers…
He wrapped his brown leather coat around me, hoping that it will warm me up due to coldness I’ve been feeling since it’s winter. I felt a snowflake drop on my nose and it quickly melted. I looked up and thank him; caressing his cerulean hair as I kissed him goodbye.
Coat. I need a new coat. My coat is all fuzzy. I have had it since my sophomore year of college, which was quite a long time ago. It is the best coat there is, and there will never be another coat quite like it, if only because Old Navy has stopped making decent clothes and practical, in-season clothes and now just makes ~trendy~ cheap crap that is only present in the stores for about two weeks. It is JANUARY, guys. WHERE ARE THE COATS.
I wear a coat to work and to university. My coat is a brown duffle coat… similar to paddington bears coat. It has wooden toggles on it and keeps me warm. Sometimes I like to wear my coat with a hat and gloves and sometimes when it is warmer I wear it open.
I remember the double-breasted pale pink coat that my mother wore the Easter we lived in Carlisle. We used to really dress up back then, and she looked beautiful.
i don have any coat. but i do like coat. especially those fur coat. its so warmy looking, fuzzy wuzzy. if i were in one of those. surely ill be glad that it would provide me warmness and comfortness
Long and sleek, the coat dripped silkily down my side. It completed me, and it was the unique fabrics spun that made this so. Never another, and never again.
I had my coat. It was somewhere around here. Damn. Out in the bitter cold without it, fingers burning, I curse at my self and the wicked alcohol induced coma from the evening before.
i had to t my coat on this morning. my dad made me get up very early to get a flu shot. i reached my hand inside my coat pocket and i gound a butterfinger bar. i was so excited that i checked all the other pockets. i found a dollar and a bracelet. i’m really glad i had to get up this morning. i’m also glad i chose to wear that coat above all others.
well, a coat is something you put on. I read this story once about a mink coat. This costumer was shabby and was not in her best. The saleslady did not entertain her but then, the owner saw this and reprimanded this saleslady.
the sex starved dwarf walked into the wardrobe to hide from his lover’s husband who had just returned and parked his car in the drive. They watched as he got out of the car wielding an axe.
Inside the wardrobe, the dwarf hid between a coat and a blue blouse belonging to his lover. As he listened to the sounds of arguing, he noticed white deodorant stains.
This word reminds me of fur coats or coats that are made from the skin of animals. I think such coats are disgusting, because the pitiful lives of so many living creatures have to be sacrificed to decorate a few pieces of sad cloth. Isn’t a coat’s primary role to keep us warm? Why do we need the fur for?
A coat that is warm and fluffy is worth plenty in those cold nights in the city where the little matchstick girl lived and died. She was remembered by few, but missed by many.
His coat was dripping. He looked up. Why me, he thought? But it was time. The bedraggled victim was destined for this moment. And why not? Everything must pass. But in this way? His eyes told the story.
It was a cold day and he was bitterly cold, even with his coat on. He hunched over, shoved his hands in his pocked, and walked fast hoping that he would not get any colder.
i love coat butit makes me look fat sometimes so i am not sure if i love winter where i really have to wear coats so yeah. but some coats are really gorgeous maybe i should lose weight si i can wear nice coats and look great haha
I put on my coat when it’s cold outside. I don’t like to have it on inside because it’s too bulky to move. I just bought a coat last year to keep me warm in England, but I decided it looks terrible and now that I live in Texas I have little use for it. It’s cold now and I’d like to have some kind of warming device, but everyone’s asleep and it would make too much noise to get anything out.
She grabbed it as she raced to the door. Grappled with it. It didn’t seem right. Nothing seemed right. Since the phone call. She needed to leave, but she was suddenly immobile. With the coat.
A coat hangs by the closet door. So brown it is, made of leather. Still wet from the droplets of rain outside. The owner left it there in the dark, alone.
He threw down his coat in frustration, back to the wall, baleful eyes on the man seated at his kitchen table. And finally, when silence stretched too long, asked, “Do you even love me?” The only answer was a small sigh.
Grammas coat seal black soft smells of lavender, cold keeps warm and sleep with it wrapped around me. She’s gone but I dream of her. She teaches me to heal my bones, inside and out. Gramma’s seal
I remember the man a few weeks ago lying beside the grocery store asleep? dead? The store manager beside him on her cell phone. His coat was brown.
I bathed in a coat with 5 delicious cupcakes, buttered up and ready to go, a six digitized aero-consoles with a pack of lit cigarettes.
it has a huge hole. in the pocket. so i can’t put anything in it. damn.
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Paint. Red on door. Episcopalean. High Church. Everything is still “Sir” Thomas Joseph Moore. Dead. September 9, 2009. My heart died.
One more coat and it will be finished. The thought of moving on from this project made her smile. A milestone of sorts, leaving her hopeful for the future. This time she would reach her goal.
my brother didn’t wear a coat the other day and he now has a cold. you do the math. it’s not cool for guys to wear coats so i think someone should make it cool. i can’t really because i’m a girl. hmm…
It is a substance of warmth. Boys give it to their girlfriends to keep them warm. It’s a symbol of protection, comfort, and love.
I found a coat at the train station. It had tons of contents in the pockets. One thing I found interesting was a leaflet on spirituality. It contained wisdom that was written in pen, words of scholars and philosophers…
two girls in a box
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A garment worn whilst at the beach.
the coat of my cat flies in the air choking everything in its path.. gotta keep it up or its just gonna get worse. catch 22
protection from everything around
He wrapped his brown leather coat around me, hoping that it will warm me up due to coldness I’ve been feeling since it’s winter. I felt a snowflake drop on my nose and it quickly melted. I looked up and thank him; caressing his cerulean hair as I kissed him goodbye.
Coat. I need a new coat. My coat is all fuzzy. I have had it since my sophomore year of college, which was quite a long time ago. It is the best coat there is, and there will never be another coat quite like it, if only because Old Navy has stopped making decent clothes and practical, in-season clothes and now just makes ~trendy~ cheap crap that is only present in the stores for about two weeks. It is JANUARY, guys. WHERE ARE THE COATS.
I wear a coat to work and to university. My coat is a brown duffle coat… similar to paddington bears coat. It has wooden toggles on it and keeps me warm. Sometimes I like to wear my coat with a hat and gloves and sometimes when it is warmer I wear it open.
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I remember the double-breasted pale pink coat that my mother wore the Easter we lived in Carlisle. We used to really dress up back then, and she looked beautiful.
i don have any coat. but i do like coat. especially those fur coat. its so warmy looking, fuzzy wuzzy. if i were in one of those. surely ill be glad that it would provide me warmness and comfortness
To coat a coat with paint is a silly thing. But coating a coat of paint with a coat is even sillier.
Long and sleek, the coat dripped silkily down my side. It completed me, and it was the unique fabrics spun that made this so. Never another, and never again.
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I had my coat. It was somewhere around here. Damn. Out in the bitter cold without it, fingers burning, I curse at my self and the wicked alcohol induced coma from the evening before.
i had to t my coat on this morning. my dad made me get up very early to get a flu shot. i reached my hand inside my coat pocket and i gound a butterfinger bar. i was so excited that i checked all the other pockets. i found a dollar and a bracelet. i’m really glad i had to get up this morning. i’m also glad i chose to wear that coat above all others.
well, a coat is something you put on. I read this story once about a mink coat. This costumer was shabby and was not in her best. The saleslady did not entertain her but then, the owner saw this and reprimanded this saleslady.
the sex starved dwarf walked into the wardrobe to hide from his lover’s husband who had just returned and parked his car in the drive. They watched as he got out of the car wielding an axe.
Inside the wardrobe, the dwarf hid between a coat and a blue blouse belonging to his lover. As he listened to the sounds of arguing, he noticed white deodorant stains.
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This word reminds me of fur coats or coats that are made from the skin of animals. I think such coats are disgusting, because the pitiful lives of so many living creatures have to be sacrificed to decorate a few pieces of sad cloth. Isn’t a coat’s primary role to keep us warm? Why do we need the fur for?
I could sure use a coat right now! It’s minus _45 outside and my window is open for my stray kitty.
A coat that is warm and fluffy is worth plenty in those cold nights in the city where the little matchstick girl lived and died. She was remembered by few, but missed by many.
His coat was dripping. He looked up. Why me, he thought? But it was time. The bedraggled victim was destined for this moment. And why not? Everything must pass. But in this way? His eyes told the story.
It was a cold day and he was bitterly cold, even with his coat on. He hunched over, shoved his hands in his pocked, and walked fast hoping that he would not get any colder.
i love coat butit makes me look fat sometimes so i am not sure if i love winter where i really have to wear coats so yeah. but some coats are really gorgeous maybe i should lose weight si i can wear nice coats and look great haha
I put on my coat when it’s cold outside. I don’t like to have it on inside because it’s too bulky to move. I just bought a coat last year to keep me warm in England, but I decided it looks terrible and now that I live in Texas I have little use for it. It’s cold now and I’d like to have some kind of warming device, but everyone’s asleep and it would make too much noise to get anything out.
She grabbed it as she raced to the door. Grappled with it. It didn’t seem right. Nothing seemed right. Since the phone call. She needed to leave, but she was suddenly immobile. With the coat.
an attire for the upper part of the body worn over a shirt; an exterior finishing touch like a coat of paint, powder etc;coat of armour.
I want to buy one brand new black color coat..with smart tie
A coat hangs by the closet door. So brown it is, made of leather. Still wet from the droplets of rain outside. The owner left it there in the dark, alone.
He threw down his coat in frustration, back to the wall, baleful eyes on the man seated at his kitchen table. And finally, when silence stretched too long, asked, “Do you even love me?” The only answer was a small sigh.
Grammas coat seal black soft smells of lavender, cold keeps warm and sleep with it wrapped around me. She’s gone but I dream of her. She teaches me to heal my bones, inside and out. Gramma’s seal