This is what the professors always tell us to start our speeches off with. The hook, the catch, the thing that’s going to get your audience’s attention and then it’s all up to you to keep it. Bad hook? You’re screwed. Captain Hook? Don’t know about that, but good movie.
He’s hooked me already, and I barely know him. Tonight, in a drunken fit of energy, he sang Emma Ejwertz really loudly and touched my knee. Occasionally, he pokes my side and revels in my tickled squeak. He might only like white girls though, and I am sadly not white.
he hooked her hard in the head, watching her drop. The life of a mafia man was hard, and no, he did not like seeing his girl punched. Clyde darted forward, sending a hard blow toward the man who had just dropped the woman. He, in turn, fell and was immediately knocked out. The woman shifted on the ground, pushing herself up, “Thanks,”
captain hook wasn’t a very nice guy because of his having no one-hand. i bet it was hard to get along in the day to day activities of a pirate without the use of one of his hands. especially when that means that the replacement was a hook that ended with a sharp metal point. i cannot imagine how long it took for him to realize not to scratch his eye.
hook. unhook. a bra. ho many seconds does it take u? how many have you undone? for how many people? did those relationships mean anything to u? how many u wished u have kept?
A tug came from the string, pulling the bobbong orb gently below the surface before reacting more violently.
A tug, a pull, I reeled in the line to see the nine inch large mouth bass clinging to my hook.
The man had a hook for a hand. His eyes were dark and his hair was wild. His clothes were dripping wet and full of holes. He looked like he hadn’t showered in weeks. The man had a sinister air about him. People didn’t trust him, even before they saw his hand – or lack thereof.
She lifted the hook on the reel and stared at it for a long time. The hook was an interesting thing, she thought. It was a death trap which entranced its victims and then reeled them in and left them to die.
He was tall and large. The hooks ran throughout his body as he stared at me with hungry eyes. I didn’t know what to do. I was a deer in headlights. I admit, I was afraid. As I continued to stare he grasped an end of his hook and pulled.
It kind of makes me think of bellybuttons. That feeling you get when you walk into biology and you see your crush sitting at his desk and you wonder why your teacher never changes seats. He smiles and you want to fall over.
captain hook had a hook for his left hand because peter pan cut his hand off in a fight. hooks are very useful in everyday life. you can hook clothes together, use the hook of a hanger for many thing like to unclog toilets or get things unstuck. hooked on someone is great, a hook has a nice shap like a crescent moon. fish hooks are cruel. that is all
He used it. Smashed it through the walls, scraping paper down as he went. It covered what was left of his hand, A tiny stump that only hurt when the weather got too cold now. The hook was shiny still, but in a few places there were dings, dents, and scratches.
underneath you falling you grab me by the hair and i realize what everyone else was talking about… how could i have missed it? there is no other explanation. you have me, hook line and sinker.
what gets me is that, that which i cannot forget. i seem interested for now, and i hope i get more of this emotion in later points of life. however, this also takes life away. what is it that makes it differ in meaning?.
Hooked on drugs, hooked on men, hooked on some new kind of drink. Rebecca was always hooked. She wished someone would pull her off stage like in one of those old black and white comedies. Just grab one of those walking sticks, throw it around her waist and hook her the hell out of here.
The hook sailed over the calm blue water, landing far away from the boat where the man in the yellow trunks was sitting. He pulled his hat down over his face and let the fishing pole sit. There were no bites for a while but just when he was about to leave, there was a tug and he was pulled into the water. He then drowned to death((:
i should be writing an art history paper, but instead i’m on stumble, and i found this website so i decided to try it out. Now all i can think about is how i wish i were off battling captain hook with peter pan instead of trying to write my paper. college. yuck.
i’m hooked on you hooked for the while like a fish stuck on it or a coat caught on the hanger on the hook off the hook, you know it’s off the hook the way i’m hooked on you the way you smile and the way you look at me, there’s not way i’ll let go (or is it you that will let me free)
this is the end, the hook.
Perhaps this is the captain. Perhaps not. It probably hurts to have a hook instead of a hand. I wonder how he lost it? I wonder if a crocodile REALLY ate it? You can never believe everything you’re told, right? I prefer to think he gave it up, much like Van Gogh gave up his ear. Very few people have those kinds of guts.
By hook or by crook, I’m going to get over this man. Two years is too long to be hung up on someone who is a womanising bastard. Friends have said that the only one who can do anything about the situation is me – when will I wake up !!!!! Two years of feeling like shit most of the time – will I ever learn? Moron – me – and him !!!
hooks are dangerous. mr. krab’s says so, but spongebob refuses to listen. hooks are not carnivals, no matter how colorful they may be. stay away from them. unless, of course you’re the one casting them out.
hookers are nasty hooked on phonics hooked on ebonics hooked on drugs captain hook was a pirate the piitsburgh pirates are horrible but thank god for aramis ramirez what a beast go cubs go cant wait for season to start get money fuck bitches uh shit is getting red over
hook ups are very common at my school. fishing hooks, fishnets, wow what am i writing? book look cook took fook haha that sounds like a censored swear… i like hooks. what the hell. hook rook
like the rook in chess. queen joker king ace two three
Hook was a fun character, especially with Peter Pan always getting in the way. Disney did a good job with it. I’m just sorry I tried to ready the original story as a young child. I didnt’ like it too much, but them move makes up for it.
I remember captain hook. I never really liked the bloody movie. a hook might always be a symbol of danger, though. I t can easily get stuck on clothing or body parts -yes, I’m thinking of my girl neighbour who the legend tells lost an eye with a clothing hook-
My Girlfriend had me hooked. She was the hook who drew me from an unhappy life into the life of exuberance that I know now. I know that we’ll have difficulty being together because generally same-sex relationships aren’t smiled upon; but I believe we’ll persevere. She has me hooked.
captine hook.! go peter pan go. did you realized how much of a brat tinker bell was? and peter pan was a total player! ha silly ppl kids don’t notice it.
I was hooked on you from the very first day i met you. You hooked me with that smile and with your eyes and with the way you made me laugh. I loved it. I was hooked on you and there was no helping it. It started so instantaneously but I wouldn’t change a thing.
He was off the hook if just for the moment. It was Sunday and the bosses were on the golf course or the couch or in bed with hookers. No one was watching.
aw the hook.to be hooked to write a hook to be caught on her hook. is it all the same to be hooked?i think not i much rather write a hook about a girl that had me on her hook that im so hooked on…live hook free i think should be the only way to be
This is what the professors always tell us to start our speeches off with. The hook, the catch, the thing that’s going to get your audience’s attention and then it’s all up to you to keep it. Bad hook? You’re screwed. Captain Hook? Don’t know about that, but good movie.
1hook = Holding Opportunity Obligating Keepism
als ich ihn am haken h
He’s hooked me already, and I barely know him. Tonight, in a drunken fit of energy, he sang Emma Ejwertz really loudly and touched my knee. Occasionally, he pokes my side and revels in my tickled squeak. He might only like white girls though, and I am sadly not white.
he hooked her hard in the head, watching her drop. The life of a mafia man was hard, and no, he did not like seeing his girl punched. Clyde darted forward, sending a hard blow toward the man who had just dropped the woman. He, in turn, fell and was immediately knocked out. The woman shifted on the ground, pushing herself up, “Thanks,”
captain hook wasn’t a very nice guy because of his having no one-hand. i bet it was hard to get along in the day to day activities of a pirate without the use of one of his hands. especially when that means that the replacement was a hook that ended with a sharp metal point. i cannot imagine how long it took for him to realize not to scratch his eye.
good material thanks
hook. unhook. a bra. ho many seconds does it take u? how many have you undone? for how many people? did those relationships mean anything to u? how many u wished u have kept?
A tug came from the string, pulling the bobbong orb gently below the surface before reacting more violently.
A tug, a pull, I reeled in the line to see the nine inch large mouth bass clinging to my hook.
The man had a hook for a hand. His eyes were dark and his hair was wild. His clothes were dripping wet and full of holes. He looked like he hadn’t showered in weeks. The man had a sinister air about him. People didn’t trust him, even before they saw his hand – or lack thereof.
She lifted the hook on the reel and stared at it for a long time. The hook was an interesting thing, she thought. It was a death trap which entranced its victims and then reeled them in and left them to die.
Jonny was here
He was tall and large. The hooks ran throughout his body as he stared at me with hungry eyes. I didn’t know what to do. I was a deer in headlights. I admit, I was afraid. As I continued to stare he grasped an end of his hook and pulled.
whatever I do I seam to be “hooked” on something. It may be a show, a book, a person, or whatever else is out there. In the end I am always hooked.
i swim through the ocean
i know only this
im so very hungry
but, heavenly bliss!
before me sits a creature
so helpless and scared
this food is now mine
it shall not be shared
but now i am through!
oh what terrible luck,
because now i will be eaten
now i am…. hooked.
It kind of makes me think of bellybuttons. That feeling you get when you walk into biology and you see your crush sitting at his desk and you wonder why your teacher never changes seats. He smiles and you want to fall over.
this post is fantastic
it’s the thing that binds. that bites and keeps. i’m not above hooking. are you?
captain hook had a hook for his left hand because peter pan cut his hand off in a fight. hooks are very useful in everyday life. you can hook clothes together, use the hook of a hanger for many thing like to unclog toilets or get things unstuck. hooked on someone is great, a hook has a nice shap like a crescent moon. fish hooks are cruel. that is all
He used it. Smashed it through the walls, scraping paper down as he went. It covered what was left of his hand, A tiny stump that only hurt when the weather got too cold now. The hook was shiny still, but in a few places there were dings, dents, and scratches.
underneath you falling you grab me by the hair and i realize what everyone else was talking about… how could i have missed it? there is no other explanation. you have me, hook line and sinker.
what gets me is that, that which i cannot forget. i seem interested for now, and i hope i get more of this emotion in later points of life. however, this also takes life away. what is it that makes it differ in meaning?.
Hooked on drugs, hooked on men, hooked on some new kind of drink. Rebecca was always hooked. She wished someone would pull her off stage like in one of those old black and white comedies. Just grab one of those walking sticks, throw it around her waist and hook her the hell out of here.
The hook sailed over the calm blue water, landing far away from the boat where the man in the yellow trunks was sitting. He pulled his hat down over his face and let the fishing pole sit. There were no bites for a while but just when he was about to leave, there was a tug and he was pulled into the water. He then drowned to death((:
i should be writing an art history paper, but instead i’m on stumble, and i found this website so i decided to try it out. Now all i can think about is how i wish i were off battling captain hook with peter pan instead of trying to write my paper. college. yuck.
i’m hooked on you hooked for the while like a fish stuck on it or a coat caught on the hanger on the hook off the hook, you know it’s off the hook the way i’m hooked on you the way you smile and the way you look at me, there’s not way i’ll let go (or is it you that will let me free)
this is the end, the hook.
Perhaps this is the captain. Perhaps not. It probably hurts to have a hook instead of a hand. I wonder how he lost it? I wonder if a crocodile REALLY ate it? You can never believe everything you’re told, right? I prefer to think he gave it up, much like Van Gogh gave up his ear. Very few people have those kinds of guts.
By hook or by crook, I’m going to get over this man. Two years is too long to be hung up on someone who is a womanising bastard. Friends have said that the only one who can do anything about the situation is me – when will I wake up !!!!! Two years of feeling like shit most of the time – will I ever learn? Moron – me – and him !!!
hooks are dangerous. mr. krab’s says so, but spongebob refuses to listen. hooks are not carnivals, no matter how colorful they may be. stay away from them. unless, of course you’re the one casting them out.
this is be cool 8)
good material thanks
hookers are nasty hooked on phonics hooked on ebonics hooked on drugs captain hook was a pirate the piitsburgh pirates are horrible but thank god for aramis ramirez what a beast go cubs go cant wait for season to start get money fuck bitches uh shit is getting red over
hook ups are very common at my school. fishing hooks, fishnets, wow what am i writing? book look cook took fook haha that sounds like a censored swear… i like hooks. what the hell. hook rook
like the rook in chess. queen joker king ace two three
Hook was a fun character, especially with Peter Pan always getting in the way. Disney did a good job with it. I’m just sorry I tried to ready the original story as a young child. I didnt’ like it too much, but them move makes up for it.
I remember captain hook. I never really liked the bloody movie. a hook might always be a symbol of danger, though. I t can easily get stuck on clothing or body parts -yes, I’m thinking of my girl neighbour who the legend tells lost an eye with a clothing hook-
My Girlfriend had me hooked. She was the hook who drew me from an unhappy life into the life of exuberance that I know now. I know that we’ll have difficulty being together because generally same-sex relationships aren’t smiled upon; but I believe we’ll persevere. She has me hooked.
captine hook.! go peter pan go. did you realized how much of a brat tinker bell was? and peter pan was a total player! ha silly ppl kids don’t notice it.
I was hooked on you from the very first day i met you. You hooked me with that smile and with your eyes and with the way you made me laugh. I loved it. I was hooked on you and there was no helping it. It started so instantaneously but I wouldn’t change a thing.
He was off the hook if just for the moment. It was Sunday and the bosses were on the golf course or the couch or in bed with hookers. No one was watching.
aw the hook.to be hooked to write a hook to be caught on her hook. is it all the same to be hooked?i think not i much rather write a hook about a girl that had me on her hook that im so hooked on…live hook free i think should be the only way to be