i have a friend and she has a mole on her face. its big black and hair. her name is b**** lopez and she is a brat. Shes small and thin and looks like a twigs. Boy does she annoy me on a daily basis… i am going to punch her one day i swear and im going to record it
“What’s that?” you ask, pointing to the small, circular scar on my lower back. “I used to have a mole there” I reply. “But it was a cute mole, my favorite mole” I add. You chuckle as we continue to lie there in your bed, still wet from the shower. “You had a favorite mole?”
He reached out and touched her cheek.
God, he was going to miss her. The way she blushed every time she caught him looking at her, the way she scratched the mole on her neck until her skin turned red, but most of all the way she threw her hair back and opened her mouth when she laughed.
Why must all good things come to an end?
There it was! I had been looking for the diseased lab rat- or lab mole- for a week now. We had injected it with a vile that could possibly help to cure cancer. But this little, brown haired mammal was not getting cured. It was sickly and gray, so the medicine was not a success.
A brown marker like a bullseye attracts attention to the center of my right leg. The doctor cautions me against its size. It wants you to notice it, he says. But I always have.
I have a pet mole, who has the cutest mole on his cheek, however, my wife who does not like the mole with the mole on his cheek makes a great mexican dish called mole..thats mole with an accent on the E.
stop
tom
spider
ever
bob
jona
michelle
david
fart
hair
armpit
pillow
towel
shampoo
shirt
truth
perfume
color
know
love
hate
honey
bee
bubble
spider
rocket
Ann has always been fascinated by the mole on the inside of her right index finger. She plays with it whenever she’s bored. Mole bole hole whole ole how many words can you make around the mole. When someone drones on about yet another boring topic Ann takes off into her own moley world.
I hate it when they attach my garden but fortunately I know they can’t stand garlic, so I process plenty of fresh garlic with oil and water…dig holes, and pour it down.
why is a mole in our country we don’t need a mole because it’s already full of moles. moles rhymes with goals if you have a goal you will achieve something but if you have a mole you will lose everything.
on Robert DeNiro’s cheek and on my chin. And my daughter’s favourite Czech cartoon series. She nags me every day: “Another one about the mole, another one about the mole”. She knows how to put it on and stop it – at three years!
i had a semi cancerous mole removed from my neck. i worry that i will get cancer a lot, but that doesnt prevent me from going into the sun often and never wearing sunscreen. will i pass on cancer to my children? will i pass on my bad habits that will lead them to cancer? im not sure how to feel. and i stress out about getting new moles, that may be cancerous
small and black or brown, sometimes they have hairs. some hate them. i think they are beautiful, and that’s why some call them beauty spots. i have a lot on my chest just like my mother and my brother has them too. and i’m glad we have that in common.
Anyone could have been a mole. Heck, some of them were probably double-crossers. Triple-crossers, if they didn’t remember their original loyalties. Most didn’t. If you’d ask me if I could trust any of them, I would laugh. Trust? They don’t know the word, or what it represented.
I have had this mole since I was about 10 or maybe 11. In the midst of middle school struggles and angst, there it was. Hours have been spent examining it and trying to erase it. I have thought about removing it, but then how would I look? not like me?
can be a large imperfection on the skin or a small mammal that lives under the ground. the animal variety cannot be found in ireland. also can be used as a term to describe someone undercover.
The scary old woman had a mole perched upon her ugly nose. With her glasses sliding down her face and her insistent stare, she motioned us out of the library.
A mole lived underground and ate insects all day. One day he decided to go outside and see how the world above ground is like. He had looked forward to that day for a long time, but when he finally went he realized that he was blind.
the biggest characteristic that sticks out to me on a witch, is her mole. a witch isn’t complete without a big, nasty mole on her nose, cheek, or chin.
Mole, sinking in the ground, listent closely to the sound of my voice. I am telling you to dig, i am telling you to make your way through the inners of earth. Let the fire reache the sky, and the stones to mirror planets. Let the Earth breathe trhough your holes, oh, mole.
Thing on your face, or body. I have one on my face, exactly where marylin monroe had hers. I can’t quite tell if mines a beauty spot or a mole. Also make me think of Austin powers mole mole molyyyy wheww
A mole? Is it the creature that lurks benath the earth seeing nothing but doing much?
Or maybe it’s the hidden spy in our midst?
Just hope it’s not the cancerous spot on someone’s skin?
sometimes when i look in the mirror
i can still see that mole situation below my left eye
for the first 10 years it was there
it stood by me through preschool orientation
as i was ripped away from my mom, screaming
it stood by me through high school
sex and drugs, it held on
and i hated it
removed, far gone, nothing is left
to share those memories, understand
mole ew. I’m drunk as a skunk…. nooo, I’m a mole, and I live in a hole. He said as he fell backwards through the table cloth and under the kitchen table. Now who will get you to bed, certainly not me. As time goes by
A mole! Ew! I don’t think I know anyone with really gross. moles. Hey tyler. do you know anyone with a gross mole? Oh you’re not looking anymore. Nick? Are you looking? CREEPAH! NOW YOU ARE!
Tiny angry bottom, wiggling velvet, into the compacted earth in the middle of the path. I put my hat over it and wait. Dogs and owners edge past looking like they think I’m mad. I probably am.
“What? You’re telling me that you’ve been a mole this entire time?” she asked him, her words dripping with amusement. A pregnant silence filled the room. Christopher didn’t need to answer her; the guilt woven into his stance spoke volumes. The smirk slid from Rachel’s face as all of the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. But before her anger had completely formed, it turned sour in her stomach. She didn’t have time to indulge her rage; she had to settle this and move on.
She cleared her throat, the noise excessively loud in the still air. “So how long, exactly, have you been a liar?” A small thrill went through her at his wince; it was just enough to snuff out the guilt she felt for causing him pain. He certainly didn’t deserve her compassion. Not any more.
Mole, sinkining in the ground, listent closely to the sound of my voice. I am telling you to dig, i am telling you to make your way through the inners of earth. let the Earth breathe trhough your holes, oh, mole.
soft furry spy creature witha smile, kinda sexy like
I like them. but if I tell it my secrets it’l tell them to the world. I suddenly crave ice-cream.Now would a mole like Ice Cream?
I had a mole removed once, it was pretty gnarly. This doesn’t seem like a very good word… I guess I could go the route of talking about a “mole” within an agency, someone who gets word “underground”. But no, I’ll stick with the gross mole I had removed. Eww.
I recently picked up a dead mole from the bottom of the garden. The cat look extremely satisfied. The same couldn’t be said of the mole, although he did appear to die with 4 jazz-hands, making his final throes of life altogether more entertaining for his corpse-disposer.
after four years of chemistry, i couldn’t get away from it. the mole. 6.022 x 10^23, a number that i couldn’t fathom. take that, take a gram of something, and bam, you nearly have yourself a mole. think of all the grams in the world. that’s a significant number of moles.
The mole crept through the mole-made tunnels of his mine. “Mine,” he thought to himself. “A mine that’s mine.” He scurried through a passageway; dark and damp; cold and alone.
“No, I had no idea, Darn difficult, since I was head of the section at that time. How in the heck do I explain that!”
“Having a mole in one’s section … that is a bit difficult to explain! To your credit that you didn’t know. In the end he was discovered to be working for both sides. Materialistic little devil! Certainly was not doing it for idealistic reasons.”
i have a friend and she has a mole on her face. its big black and hair. her name is b**** lopez and she is a brat. Shes small and thin and looks like a twigs. Boy does she annoy me on a daily basis… i am going to punch her one day i swear and im going to record it
it had a hair on it. it moved every time she opened her mouth to reveal her squeaky annoying voice. God, how he hated that mole. and the hair on it.
“What’s that?” you ask, pointing to the small, circular scar on my lower back. “I used to have a mole there” I reply. “But it was a cute mole, my favorite mole” I add. You chuckle as we continue to lie there in your bed, still wet from the shower. “You had a favorite mole?”
He reached out and touched her cheek.
God, he was going to miss her. The way she blushed every time she caught him looking at her, the way she scratched the mole on her neck until her skin turned red, but most of all the way she threw her hair back and opened her mouth when she laughed.
Why must all good things come to an end?
the mole is under the ground. Digging a hole is his life. The Mole does not see very well in lighted areas so he lives undergound.
There it was! I had been looking for the diseased lab rat- or lab mole- for a week now. We had injected it with a vile that could possibly help to cure cancer. But this little, brown haired mammal was not getting cured. It was sickly and gray, so the medicine was not a success.
A brown marker like a bullseye attracts attention to the center of my right leg. The doctor cautions me against its size. It wants you to notice it, he says. But I always have.
I have a pet mole, who has the cutest mole on his cheek, however, my wife who does not like the mole with the mole on his cheek makes a great mexican dish called mole..thats mole with an accent on the E.
stop
tom
spider
ever
bob
jona
michelle
david
fart
hair
armpit
pillow
towel
shampoo
shirt
truth
perfume
color
know
love
hate
honey
bee
bubble
spider
rocket
something small and what annoys who sometimes, but it’s nice when somebody is sad because he has a mole.i don’t know
Ann has always been fascinated by the mole on the inside of her right index finger. She plays with it whenever she’s bored. Mole bole hole whole ole how many words can you make around the mole. When someone drones on about yet another boring topic Ann takes off into her own moley world.
I hate it when they attach my garden but fortunately I know they can’t stand garlic, so I process plenty of fresh garlic with oil and water…dig holes, and pour it down.
why is a mole in our country we don’t need a mole because it’s already full of moles. moles rhymes with goals if you have a goal you will achieve something but if you have a mole you will lose everything.
on Robert DeNiro’s cheek and on my chin. And my daughter’s favourite Czech cartoon series. She nags me every day: “Another one about the mole, another one about the mole”. She knows how to put it on and stop it – at three years!
i had a semi cancerous mole removed from my neck. i worry that i will get cancer a lot, but that doesnt prevent me from going into the sun often and never wearing sunscreen. will i pass on cancer to my children? will i pass on my bad habits that will lead them to cancer? im not sure how to feel. and i stress out about getting new moles, that may be cancerous
small and black or brown, sometimes they have hairs. some hate them. i think they are beautiful, and that’s why some call them beauty spots. i have a lot on my chest just like my mother and my brother has them too. and i’m glad we have that in common.
Anyone could have been a mole. Heck, some of them were probably double-crossers. Triple-crossers, if they didn’t remember their original loyalties. Most didn’t. If you’d ask me if I could trust any of them, I would laugh. Trust? They don’t know the word, or what it represented.
I have had this mole since I was about 10 or maybe 11. In the midst of middle school struggles and angst, there it was. Hours have been spent examining it and trying to erase it. I have thought about removing it, but then how would I look? not like me?
can be a large imperfection on the skin or a small mammal that lives under the ground. the animal variety cannot be found in ireland. also can be used as a term to describe someone undercover.
The scary old woman had a mole perched upon her ugly nose. With her glasses sliding down her face and her insistent stare, she motioned us out of the library.
Moles can be dangerous. I have lots of them and I know I shouldn’t expose them to the sun but who cares? Life sucks anyway.
A mole lived underground and ate insects all day. One day he decided to go outside and see how the world above ground is like. He had looked forward to that day for a long time, but when he finally went he realized that he was blind.
the biggest characteristic that sticks out to me on a witch, is her mole. a witch isn’t complete without a big, nasty mole on her nose, cheek, or chin.
Mole, sinking in the ground, listent closely to the sound of my voice. I am telling you to dig, i am telling you to make your way through the inners of earth. Let the fire reache the sky, and the stones to mirror planets. Let the Earth breathe trhough your holes, oh, mole.
Thing on your face, or body. I have one on my face, exactly where marylin monroe had hers. I can’t quite tell if mines a beauty spot or a mole. Also make me think of Austin powers mole mole molyyyy wheww
A mole? Is it the creature that lurks benath the earth seeing nothing but doing much?
Or maybe it’s the hidden spy in our midst?
Just hope it’s not the cancerous spot on someone’s skin?
Who really knows :p
sometimes when i look in the mirror
i can still see that mole situation below my left eye
for the first 10 years it was there
it stood by me through preschool orientation
as i was ripped away from my mom, screaming
it stood by me through high school
sex and drugs, it held on
and i hated it
removed, far gone, nothing is left
to share those memories, understand
The mole was an odd blemish on my father’s face and while I had inherited neither his character or his appearance. I had inherited the mole.
mole ew. I’m drunk as a skunk…. nooo, I’m a mole, and I live in a hole. He said as he fell backwards through the table cloth and under the kitchen table. Now who will get you to bed, certainly not me. As time goes by
A mole! Ew! I don’t think I know anyone with really gross. moles. Hey tyler. do you know anyone with a gross mole? Oh you’re not looking anymore. Nick? Are you looking? CREEPAH! NOW YOU ARE!
Tiny angry bottom, wiggling velvet, into the compacted earth in the middle of the path. I put my hat over it and wait. Dogs and owners edge past looking like they think I’m mad. I probably am.
“What? You’re telling me that you’ve been a mole this entire time?” she asked him, her words dripping with amusement. A pregnant silence filled the room. Christopher didn’t need to answer her; the guilt woven into his stance spoke volumes. The smirk slid from Rachel’s face as all of the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. But before her anger had completely formed, it turned sour in her stomach. She didn’t have time to indulge her rage; she had to settle this and move on.
She cleared her throat, the noise excessively loud in the still air. “So how long, exactly, have you been a liar?” A small thrill went through her at his wince; it was just enough to snuff out the guilt she felt for causing him pain. He certainly didn’t deserve her compassion. Not any more.
Mole, sinkining in the ground, listent closely to the sound of my voice. I am telling you to dig, i am telling you to make your way through the inners of earth. let the Earth breathe trhough your holes, oh, mole.
soft furry spy creature witha smile, kinda sexy like
I like them. but if I tell it my secrets it’l tell them to the world. I suddenly crave ice-cream.Now would a mole like Ice Cream?
I had a mole removed once, it was pretty gnarly. This doesn’t seem like a very good word… I guess I could go the route of talking about a “mole” within an agency, someone who gets word “underground”. But no, I’ll stick with the gross mole I had removed. Eww.
I recently picked up a dead mole from the bottom of the garden. The cat look extremely satisfied. The same couldn’t be said of the mole, although he did appear to die with 4 jazz-hands, making his final throes of life altogether more entertaining for his corpse-disposer.
after four years of chemistry, i couldn’t get away from it. the mole. 6.022 x 10^23, a number that i couldn’t fathom. take that, take a gram of something, and bam, you nearly have yourself a mole. think of all the grams in the world. that’s a significant number of moles.
dark and dodgy? no just a creature. blind but with more perspective than most i think. Our eyes are open but we are blind
The mole crept through the mole-made tunnels of his mine. “Mine,” he thought to himself. “A mine that’s mine.” He scurried through a passageway; dark and damp; cold and alone.
“You didn’t know, then, did you?”
“No, I had no idea, Darn difficult, since I was head of the section at that time. How in the heck do I explain that!”
“Having a mole in one’s section … that is a bit difficult to explain! To your credit that you didn’t know. In the end he was discovered to be working for both sides. Materialistic little devil! Certainly was not doing it for idealistic reasons.”