special bargain in the shops buy one get one free or bogof holidays clothes or food cars and bikes anything you buy can be on offer even sex half price
buy one get one half price
He offered it to me again, tears shinning in his eyes. “Take it,” he pleaded, his arm outstretched, his whole world counting on me to accept. And I just couldn’t. I died that day, with him on the beach. And the unforgetting ocean took us away.
I’d like to make an offer, not just any old offer. One that will make your life, and mine, more bearable. It will involve small animals, some glue and an army of angry Irishmen, but it’s the best bargain you’ve ever had.
When I think about this word, I see flowers, I feel my heart opening, I think of a puja or altar table where I am lovingly placing any item with the intention of surrendering and glorifying Source. Offer always feels like an open hand, and what is in the palm is to be taken, and by me forgotten, except for the gratitude.
sorry if i have nothing to offer to you, but i realized you have nothing to offer me either. i want someone who enjoys talking to me and my random quirks, not someone who ignores me and is too hung up on someone who isn’t worth it to think of me. you have nothing to offer me, and i don’t want you anymore.
i already offered my words for this word offer and now i am a lil put offered by this redundancy. offer me an explanation please as to y this website wants me to go round n round
I have nothing to offer nobody. I have offered my love, my care, I have offered being nice and it gets you nowhere. So if I give advice to anyone, do not offer anything to anybody. Just stay to yourself and you will be okay.
This is a once in a life time offer, m’dear! You can get one machine that does everything! COOKING! CLEANING! WATCH YOUR KIDS SO YOU CAN HAVE THAT WELL DESERVED NIGHT OUT! Seriously, seriously now. Worried about dinner. Never fear! Take up my offer and you’ll never have to
so I was at the store and the lady offered to take my bags out after i was done checking out but I didn’t really need it seeing as I only has 3 items. So I started wondering how curious that was of her to offer that service. Was this someone I knew in the past or someone I was supposed to know in the future?
I tried to give all that I could offer, but I guess that wasn’t enough. I somehow fooled myself into thinking that I was doing an efficient job when I wasn’t really doing anything at all. Why is that this had to happen to me? I just wanted to do well.
I turned my cheek. It was unacceptable. I couldn’t look him in the eyes, i just watches his black polished shoes. I couldn’t take the money, not even though I needed them bad. He begged I looked out the window, trying to show that I couldn’t accept it.
offer me something more than just a day to day basis.
a lot of times thats the type of thinking that got me to where i’m at now. seriously who the hell wanted a nine to five. sure i would have made bank but i felt as if it was cliche’ and i wanted more. this obviously no diss to those who want it. but i want more. i want something exciting and with meaning something that drives me and will continually challenge me.
An offer can be distinguished from an invitation to treat. When an offer is made and then accepted, the corresponding agreement is binding. An invitation to treat cannot be accepted – but an offer can be made on its terms.
i would like to be offered some help
everything is too stressful, i am always offering other people help but when it comes to me, it seems as though the effort is too great
intangible.
When somebody will choose to offer me some help,
this is when i’ll stir my limbs back to life.
i offered my greatest regret at what had happened. no one deserved to lose one they love so much. especially not this early in the game. it wasn’t just a cat, it was a child, a newborn child. a newborn child, a mass of personality waiting to blossom. an offer from the heavens to us unworthy humans. a cat. Olaf, King Olaf, the greatest cat we could have known.
he tried to make me an offer i couldn’t refuse. but unforunately these types of offers don’t come with coupons. soo…..instead of taking him up on his offer, I decided to leave him right where he lied.
“I’ll make him an offer he can’t refuse.” she told me. I was less than convinced. But she did have the amazing ability to make me believe anything she said, and I was willing to go with that. Her soft auburn curls fell over her bright brown eyes as she gave me a little wink.
solo escribir la deepresion no teine ningun sentido porque sale de la nada entonces no existe porque la nada es nada y de la nada nada sale pero la depresion esta igual como explicarlo
what life has to offer i dont know. Life gives me hard school . Life gives me nothing much. Just a life and a home and some food and a family and thats it the rest just sucks . alot.
The offer was too good to refuse. Three for the price of one! Never mind that she couldn’t use it, she would find a way. After all, a bargain is a bargain and somehow, she’d make it work. Already, she had some ideas in mind. Perhaps as curtains in the sunroom, or pillow covers.
Someday, I will receive an offer for all my dreams and all my hopes and all my fantasies. But my indecision will render me speechless and I’ll toil over this decision for days, though the answer is obvious.
And I will reject it because I thrive on being miserable, oh drama queen me.
i offer my love to someone who will want it and offer his to me back. I offer my comprehension to the world as one piece of sand, so that it is a better one… I hope. all I can offer is myself and what I have, wich isn´t much.
It wasn’t like I didn’t want to. I really much did. I just, couldn’t. My belly ate me whole as I stod there, right in the front line. They were ready to fire and I was ready to scream.
I was once offered an internship in washington dc with a fellow by the name of Jim Krenshaw. Krenshaw had an enormous nose with dark rimmed glasses that hung upon it like branches on a tree. The dark circles that ran like crescent moons beneath his eyes always gave Krenshaw the appearance of recovering from an all-night bender.
yo id ont know what to type but umm i;’ll do it well fuck one time i broke my armm when i was 5 my next door neighbor ran over me . it was cool i got brownies . what? i drin k 40’s now
That’s what all the TV ads tell me, and seconds later I am changing the channel. Seems that I can refuse them with ease. Why do they all say that when they know how out dated it sounds? I can’t stand cliches at all. They make me so sick and just bored.
I had the offer of my life. Sadly, I couldn’t take it. It’s really hard to make decisions based on love, but my heart won over my logic. To this day, I regret it every time I think about it. My life could have been so much different, but I chose to marry and have kids and I must live with the consequences. I cannot help but wonder where I would be though.
he wont take the offer! all i want from him is one loaf of bread for my youngest son! he is the weakest after all, but they don’t have to know that…i must feed the rest of the family before time runs out, or else we’ll all be gone! it’s going to be okay though we have another one on the way…
offering birds bread scraps
offering beggars spare change
offering a better prompt than the word offer
offering a favor
offering something better to do
offering cookies =D
i don’t know what to offer
special bargain in the shops buy one get one free or bogof holidays clothes or food cars and bikes anything you buy can be on offer even sex half price
buy one get one half price
“my only offer” by mates of states (album: re-arrange us)
He offered it to me again, tears shinning in his eyes. “Take it,” he pleaded, his arm outstretched, his whole world counting on me to accept. And I just couldn’t. I died that day, with him on the beach. And the unforgetting ocean took us away.
i always have to ask. it’s a little tiresome.
I’d like to make an offer, not just any old offer. One that will make your life, and mine, more bearable. It will involve small animals, some glue and an army of angry Irishmen, but it’s the best bargain you’ve ever had.
When I think about this word, I see flowers, I feel my heart opening, I think of a puja or altar table where I am lovingly placing any item with the intention of surrendering and glorifying Source. Offer always feels like an open hand, and what is in the palm is to be taken, and by me forgotten, except for the gratitude.
sorry if i have nothing to offer to you, but i realized you have nothing to offer me either. i want someone who enjoys talking to me and my random quirks, not someone who ignores me and is too hung up on someone who isn’t worth it to think of me. you have nothing to offer me, and i don’t want you anymore.
i already offered my words for this word offer and now i am a lil put offered by this redundancy. offer me an explanation please as to y this website wants me to go round n round
I have nothing to offer nobody. I have offered my love, my care, I have offered being nice and it gets you nowhere. So if I give advice to anyone, do not offer anything to anybody. Just stay to yourself and you will be okay.
i offer up my sleeve
to be torchured by knwledge and impatience
no longer will i do what seem unable to stop
telling the world of my broken crop
This is a once in a life time offer, m’dear! You can get one machine that does everything! COOKING! CLEANING! WATCH YOUR KIDS SO YOU CAN HAVE THAT WELL DESERVED NIGHT OUT! Seriously, seriously now. Worried about dinner. Never fear! Take up my offer and you’ll never have to
I’d love to get an offer from your agency, Wanda said. But then she wondered, would she accept?
so I was at the store and the lady offered to take my bags out after i was done checking out but I didn’t really need it seeing as I only has 3 items. So I started wondering how curious that was of her to offer that service. Was this someone I knew in the past or someone I was supposed to know in the future?
so i offered you my heart today.
you took it but then you threw it away.
i dont know why it do this to me
but you showed you werent the one for me.
I tried to give all that I could offer, but I guess that wasn’t enough. I somehow fooled myself into thinking that I was doing an efficient job when I wasn’t really doing anything at all. Why is that this had to happen to me? I just wanted to do well.
I turned my cheek. It was unacceptable. I couldn’t look him in the eyes, i just watches his black polished shoes. I couldn’t take the money, not even though I needed them bad. He begged I looked out the window, trying to show that I couldn’t accept it.
give good nice kind love gift recieve happiness auction win
offer me something more than just a day to day basis.
a lot of times thats the type of thinking that got me to where i’m at now. seriously who the hell wanted a nine to five. sure i would have made bank but i felt as if it was cliche’ and i wanted more. this obviously no diss to those who want it. but i want more. i want something exciting and with meaning something that drives me and will continually challenge me.
An offer can be distinguished from an invitation to treat. When an offer is made and then accepted, the corresponding agreement is binding. An invitation to treat cannot be accepted – but an offer can be made on its terms.
i would like to be offered some help
everything is too stressful, i am always offering other people help but when it comes to me, it seems as though the effort is too great
intangible.
When somebody will choose to offer me some help,
this is when i’ll stir my limbs back to life.
i offered my greatest regret at what had happened. no one deserved to lose one they love so much. especially not this early in the game. it wasn’t just a cat, it was a child, a newborn child. a newborn child, a mass of personality waiting to blossom. an offer from the heavens to us unworthy humans. a cat. Olaf, King Olaf, the greatest cat we could have known.
he tried to make me an offer i couldn’t refuse. but unforunately these types of offers don’t come with coupons. soo…..instead of taking him up on his offer, I decided to leave him right where he lied.
“I’ll make him an offer he can’t refuse.” she told me. I was less than convinced. But she did have the amazing ability to make me believe anything she said, and I was willing to go with that. Her soft auburn curls fell over her bright brown eyes as she gave me a little wink.
“Whatever you say.” I told her.
solo escribir la deepresion no teine ningun sentido porque sale de la nada entonces no existe porque la nada es nada y de la nada nada sale pero la depresion esta igual como explicarlo
make me an offer. Offerings to the gods do they work. I need for someone to offer me a job that I really want. Offer me the time
-Thats all I can offer you right now, he said and looked away.
Slowly I walked against him, and took his hands in mine and said..: Money isnt everything. You offer so much more than that!
-Your love, your smile, your thoghts, everything about you, makes me feel loved, and the love I feel for you..
Silently I looked into his eyes, and kissed him.
what life has to offer i dont know. Life gives me hard school . Life gives me nothing much. Just a life and a home and some food and a family and thats it the rest just sucks . alot.
offer, hmmm an offer for a job, or something at a rummage sale, when someone wants something from you and they want a deal
The offer was too good to refuse. Three for the price of one! Never mind that she couldn’t use it, she would find a way. After all, a bargain is a bargain and somehow, she’d make it work. Already, she had some ideas in mind. Perhaps as curtains in the sunroom, or pillow covers.
Someday, I will receive an offer for all my dreams and all my hopes and all my fantasies. But my indecision will render me speechless and I’ll toil over this decision for days, though the answer is obvious.
And I will reject it because I thrive on being miserable, oh drama queen me.
i offer my love to someone who will want it and offer his to me back. I offer my comprehension to the world as one piece of sand, so that it is a better one… I hope. all I can offer is myself and what I have, wich isn´t much.
It wasn’t like I didn’t want to. I really much did. I just, couldn’t. My belly ate me whole as I stod there, right in the front line. They were ready to fire and I was ready to scream.
I was once offered an internship in washington dc with a fellow by the name of Jim Krenshaw. Krenshaw had an enormous nose with dark rimmed glasses that hung upon it like branches on a tree. The dark circles that ran like crescent moons beneath his eyes always gave Krenshaw the appearance of recovering from an all-night bender.
yo id ont know what to type but umm i;’ll do it well fuck one time i broke my armm when i was 5 my next door neighbor ran over me . it was cool i got brownies . what? i drin k 40’s now
I have an offer you can’t refuse.
That’s what all the TV ads tell me, and seconds later I am changing the channel. Seems that I can refuse them with ease. Why do they all say that when they know how out dated it sounds? I can’t stand cliches at all. They make me so sick and just bored.
read this for free
I had the offer of my life. Sadly, I couldn’t take it. It’s really hard to make decisions based on love, but my heart won over my logic. To this day, I regret it every time I think about it. My life could have been so much different, but I chose to marry and have kids and I must live with the consequences. I cannot help but wonder where I would be though.
he wont take the offer! all i want from him is one loaf of bread for my youngest son! he is the weakest after all, but they don’t have to know that…i must feed the rest of the family before time runs out, or else we’ll all be gone! it’s going to be okay though we have another one on the way…
offering birds bread scraps
offering beggars spare change
offering a better prompt than the word offer
offering a favor
offering something better to do
offering cookies =D