they say in life to avoid the hooks; to pave your way and always prepare for an escape. But wiht you, those rules and burnt, you’ve got me hooked, and I hope you’ll forever keep me latched.
i am never off the hook.
i am hooked on drugs and love
and i am hooked on you
and i am hooked on the fact that you did everything you could to get away from me
ON the hook. The fish was on the hook. But it wasn’t a fish, so much as an idea. There was a fish. But it was accompanied by an epiphany about catching something. Something you sort of wanted. He had the thing on the hook. So what?
a hook is a hook. it can be the hook in a story, the first phrase that should catch you on your first glance at the story. or a physical semblance of a hook, like in captain hook. etiher way, it is used to capture. whether it be your mind and attention and imagination in a story, or catching fish or peter pan in the physical sense of a hook.
An amazing thing…it draws you in or drives you away in a second. Creating the desire to know more about the character, the story, the ending. It’s also one of the hardest things to create if you’re stuck and sometimes you need to just stop.
it was so fricking sharp, with a beautiful point on it – i couldn’t wait to grab it but when i did the sharpened barb slid through the skin on my thumb like a soldering iron through vaseline – it hurt, but then the drop of blood that exploded hit me with it’s sublime symmetry as it dripped down into my palm. I touched then tip of my toungue to it, and the coppery taste assailed my olfactory nerves. I puked, but in a good way. In the kind of way that hurts and burns so badly when you’re going through it but afterwards you feel better. Like a marriage…..
It never crossed my mind how a hook can actually feel like touching an arm or a leg..it never crossed my mind hoa a hook can actually hold you up when you`re down…i never thought that a hook is such a hard word to write about
Hook? I hate hooks. Like, so much. Everytime I go fishing I get freaked out by the hooks. They’re so scary! I REALLY don’t like them, I always get freaked out because I mentally picture them going in my eye and just…ugh. Disgusting.
Don’t talk about hooks in my presence. Please.
Seriously, I hate them so much, they’re hideous.
The pirate dodged and parried and jumped, but it was too late. His Navy opponent sliced his hand off. Now, he was doomed to use a hook for a left hand.
His mistress would not be too happy about him losing his dominant hand.
I took the hook out of her cheek and and left it on the floor. it’s not too hard to do such a thing, much easier than you’d think, and strangely satisfying in it’s own way. the way it catches at first and then with a faint, inaudible pop, slides through and into place.
Hooks are used to catch and grasp objects. One may think of a fishing hook. It is used to grab a fish and get it out of the water. Captain Hook is another character that comes to mind, an evil man that used a hook as a hand. Hooks can be very useful around the house for people that need to hang up their jackets or bags.
Not a physical one, and yet, it hurt so much. It drew me in as if on an invisible line. What was the bait? How had I been naive enough to bite? No use looking back now. I’m hooked.
There is no way it will get me, but that is its purpose, to get me. I try to avoid it out of principle, for the sake of being stubborn, but it may still get me. If it wasn’t successful it wouldn’t exist, would it?
I took the phone off the hook. I didn’t want to hear from him again. It was too painful, too joyous, too damn fun. I needed to be alone to grieve my loss of this addiction to his voice.
Music today is not music at all
When once beats were varied and
ten or more seconds to repeat took
now techno and rap use 2 to 3 second HOOKs
Techno doesn’t have much about to talk
Rappers give much rant but vocabulary is small
And they never seem to walk the walk
Surely their fame before Mozart’s shall fall
So demand that “artists” do music w/care right
Before future generations have only the trite
from day two, i was hooked. not day one, though. day one was the “get to know you” session. day one was the introduction. day two was the hook. and girl, you’ve had me ever since then.
Hook. Well that brings me to thinking of being hooked on someone. And I feel as though I am hooked on him. As much as I don’t want to be and as much as I shouldn’t be. I also think of fish.
there was a hook made of snow
she was. it was. everything was.
simplicity at its finest.
the hook was made of snow.
there are no questions. it just was.
hook as in captain hook the bad guy in peter pan, he caught tinkerbell once, and always trys to kill peter, but never really gets that far. he has a hook for a hand and is a pirate on a ship in neverland i dont really know why he is in neverland now that i think of it i thought just kidswere there to never grow up
hook line and sinker. the moment i saw here i just knew it, i was hooked and could not get off her line. she’d reel me in until it hurt, pull the hook and tear at my lips. It was over, i couldn’t escape. Could not, would not, shall not take myself of this hook until I die. Thats love, thats fucking crazy, hooked up love, from that first moment, to the very end,
i’m hooked on you. I can’t stop thinking about you, my heart aches thinking about how long it will be until we are together again. I love you so incredibly deeply, and will spend everyday of the rest of my life loving you. It’s worth it!
I just had this prompt. Oh well…I guess I’ll just write about it differently.
When you’re writing stories it’s important to have a hook. Otherwise, people won’t bother to read past the beginning. Even a good description can count.
She was hooked on him. Everything about him. His smile, his laugh, the way his eyes were blue when they caught the sun.
She was hooked on talking to him, giving him a ride in the afternoons, spending every possibly moment with him.
She was hooked on kissing him, the way she got excited when his lips moved from hers to her neck.
hook line and sinker. Those are the three steps to catch your target. He hooked me in with his smile. His corny pick up line dragged me along for a while. And when he finally kissed me I was sinking so far into the waters I didn’t know what else I could do. All I knew was that I loved him. I loved his smile, his corny jokes, and his sweet kisses. THey were better than anything I’ve ever tasted
What is it about this box that rocks?
Was the inside white, bleached with Clorox?
I’d think it’d be best to get more
in a box costing dollars of four.
Oh ye… the word is “hook”-
On the street at night, I saw a girl scantily clad
She said, “Here’s hookin’ at you kid”. I wasn’t sure how to respond and nothing I did. My friend told me, “She’s a call-girl, man!” I thought, as I saw her walk to each person to have friendly talk, “Wow, she’s quite nice. I bet it helps at her tele-marketing job right?” My friend shook his head and laughed, “Man! Your impossible!” As for me, I still don’t get what was so enjoyable.
captain hook was the scariest movie of all time i recently found out that utin hoffman played hook i had no idea to the point where i hadto imdb it fro my blackberry to make sure this girl was making it up. she was right and i was semi embarrassed regarding the whole situation but i can never think of hook or dustin hoffman the same. isnt he too short what was the wig etc that window in the movie was so scary i couldnt beeleieve it
I’m hooked on you, I can’t help myself. I’m a fish out of water. Please let me go back into the sea. I can’t take this. Your air is toxic. Pick another.
they say in life to avoid the hooks; to pave your way and always prepare for an escape. But wiht you, those rules and burnt, you’ve got me hooked, and I hope you’ll forever keep me latched.
i’m fine good work
hook, captain hook
it’s one of the catchy parts of a song
it’s what keep’s you interested
it’s also what takes the ass off of a stage
it’s the issue with drugs
it rhymes with book, like a good book will keep you hooked
i am never off the hook.
i am hooked on drugs and love
and i am hooked on you
and i am hooked on the fact that you did everything you could to get away from me
ON the hook. The fish was on the hook. But it wasn’t a fish, so much as an idea. There was a fish. But it was accompanied by an epiphany about catching something. Something you sort of wanted. He had the thing on the hook. So what?
this reminds me of sex and fishing.
hook. captain hook. hook me in. stick your hooks in me. hook me up. off the hook. catch-phrase word. hooks…
a hook is a hook. it can be the hook in a story, the first phrase that should catch you on your first glance at the story. or a physical semblance of a hook, like in captain hook. etiher way, it is used to capture. whether it be your mind and attention and imagination in a story, or catching fish or peter pan in the physical sense of a hook.
An amazing thing…it draws you in or drives you away in a second. Creating the desire to know more about the character, the story, the ending. It’s also one of the hardest things to create if you’re stuck and sometimes you need to just stop.
hook
it was so fricking sharp, with a beautiful point on it – i couldn’t wait to grab it but when i did the sharpened barb slid through the skin on my thumb like a soldering iron through vaseline – it hurt, but then the drop of blood that exploded hit me with it’s sublime symmetry as it dripped down into my palm. I touched then tip of my toungue to it, and the coppery taste assailed my olfactory nerves. I puked, but in a good way. In the kind of way that hurts and burns so badly when you’re going through it but afterwards you feel better. Like a marriage…..
real beauty page
Very interesting tale
It never crossed my mind how a hook can actually feel like touching an arm or a leg..it never crossed my mind hoa a hook can actually hold you up when you`re down…i never thought that a hook is such a hard word to write about
Hook? I hate hooks. Like, so much. Everytime I go fishing I get freaked out by the hooks. They’re so scary! I REALLY don’t like them, I always get freaked out because I mentally picture them going in my eye and just…ugh. Disgusting.
Don’t talk about hooks in my presence. Please.
Seriously, I hate them so much, they’re hideous.
The pirate dodged and parried and jumped, but it was too late. His Navy opponent sliced his hand off. Now, he was doomed to use a hook for a left hand.
His mistress would not be too happy about him losing his dominant hand.
A hook, something you use to catch fish, a punch, a… Pick up line? No, no, eh, it’s something catchy.
A tune needs to have a hook or else no one would listen.
With a added ‘er’ it also means a prostitute.
I took the hook out of her cheek and and left it on the floor. it’s not too hard to do such a thing, much easier than you’d think, and strangely satisfying in it’s own way. the way it catches at first and then with a faint, inaudible pop, slides through and into place.
it was a hook. it was not a large hook or particularly imposing. but it drew the eye. it gathered the light and made it yours.
Hooks are used to catch and grasp objects. One may think of a fishing hook. It is used to grab a fish and get it out of the water. Captain Hook is another character that comes to mind, an evil man that used a hook as a hand. Hooks can be very useful around the house for people that need to hang up their jackets or bags.
Not a physical one, and yet, it hurt so much. It drew me in as if on an invisible line. What was the bait? How had I been naive enough to bite? No use looking back now. I’m hooked.
There is no way it will get me, but that is its purpose, to get me. I try to avoid it out of principle, for the sake of being stubborn, but it may still get me. If it wasn’t successful it wouldn’t exist, would it?
I took the phone off the hook. I didn’t want to hear from him again. It was too painful, too joyous, too damn fun. I needed to be alone to grieve my loss of this addiction to his voice.
Music today is not music at all
When once beats were varied and
ten or more seconds to repeat took
now techno and rap use 2 to 3 second HOOKs
Techno doesn’t have much about to talk
Rappers give much rant but vocabulary is small
And they never seem to walk the walk
Surely their fame before Mozart’s shall fall
So demand that “artists” do music w/care right
Before future generations have only the trite
from day two, i was hooked. not day one, though. day one was the “get to know you” session. day one was the introduction. day two was the hook. and girl, you’ve had me ever since then.
Hook. Well that brings me to thinking of being hooked on someone. And I feel as though I am hooked on him. As much as I don’t want to be and as much as I shouldn’t be. I also think of fish.
this movie was very confusing to me.
the best part of a song.
one of my favorite childhood movies.
being hooked on someone. the best feeling in the world.
there was a hook made of snow
she was. it was. everything was.
simplicity at its finest.
the hook was made of snow.
there are no questions. it just was.
hook as in captain hook the bad guy in peter pan, he caught tinkerbell once, and always trys to kill peter, but never really gets that far. he has a hook for a hand and is a pirate on a ship in neverland i dont really know why he is in neverland now that i think of it i thought just kidswere there to never grow up
In any case to which to hang anything which may be close or approachable.
hook line and sinker. the moment i saw here i just knew it, i was hooked and could not get off her line. she’d reel me in until it hurt, pull the hook and tear at my lips. It was over, i couldn’t escape. Could not, would not, shall not take myself of this hook until I die. Thats love, thats fucking crazy, hooked up love, from that first moment, to the very end,
i’m hooked on you. I can’t stop thinking about you, my heart aches thinking about how long it will be until we are together again. I love you so incredibly deeply, and will spend everyday of the rest of my life loving you. It’s worth it!
I just had this prompt. Oh well…I guess I’ll just write about it differently.
When you’re writing stories it’s important to have a hook. Otherwise, people won’t bother to read past the beginning. Even a good description can count.
She was hooked on him. Everything about him. His smile, his laugh, the way his eyes were blue when they caught the sun.
She was hooked on talking to him, giving him a ride in the afternoons, spending every possibly moment with him.
She was hooked on kissing him, the way she got excited when his lips moved from hers to her neck.
hook line and sinker. Those are the three steps to catch your target. He hooked me in with his smile. His corny pick up line dragged me along for a while. And when he finally kissed me I was sinking so far into the waters I didn’t know what else I could do. All I knew was that I loved him. I loved his smile, his corny jokes, and his sweet kisses. THey were better than anything I’ve ever tasted
What is it about this box that rocks?
Was the inside white, bleached with Clorox?
I’d think it’d be best to get more
in a box costing dollars of four.
Oh ye… the word is “hook”-
On the street at night, I saw a girl scantily clad
She said, “Here’s hookin’ at you kid”. I wasn’t sure how to respond and nothing I did. My friend told me, “She’s a call-girl, man!” I thought, as I saw her walk to each person to have friendly talk, “Wow, she’s quite nice. I bet it helps at her tele-marketing job right?” My friend shook his head and laughed, “Man! Your impossible!” As for me, I still don’t get what was so enjoyable.
captain hook was the scariest movie of all time i recently found out that utin hoffman played hook i had no idea to the point where i hadto imdb it fro my blackberry to make sure this girl was making it up. she was right and i was semi embarrassed regarding the whole situation but i can never think of hook or dustin hoffman the same. isnt he too short what was the wig etc that window in the movie was so scary i couldnt beeleieve it
I’m hooked on you, I can’t help myself. I’m a fish out of water. Please let me go back into the sea. I can’t take this. Your air is toxic. Pick another.
Hey, Everybody!!!! [[you]- Hey, Dr. Nick!!]
Why did Mr. Jefferson- I mean Michael Jackson
sound like much less of a man
than an average little lad
or an animated Peter Pan?
[michael’s ghost]- “No! Your ignorant. Don’t pay attention to that. It’s just ignorance. hee hee hee chum on!