A penny for your toughts, I’ll say. Not even a million, you’ll reply. I am allowed to ask, and to know the answer to every question I make, you’ll go on. But you only get what I choose to give you.
A penny for your toughts, I’ll say. Not even a million, you’ll reply. I am allowed to ask, and to know the answer to every question I make, you’ll go on. But you only get what I choose to give you.
Stepping over his now unconscious adversary, Wei swiftly surveyed the remains of the apartment. There amid the debris lay the smashed piggy bank, and thousands of pennies strewn across the floor. One of those pennies, Wei knew, was an ingenious fake: a container carrying the flash chip he’d been sent to recover. Ten governments and twenty corporations would kill for it; Wei’s job was to deliver it to his employer.
Suddenly, a shrieking ségosiller of stentorian sirens shattered the silence. Wei must act fast and make his escape. Gathering the pennies and stuffing them into a sock, he heard a telltale click. Instantly Wei whirled and hurled the heavily laden sock full of pennies across the room to knock the gun out of the shaking hands of his adversary.
Wei retrieved the sock full of pennies, and threw open a window to make his escape. … “Wait,” whimpered his defeated foe; “please, leave me just one of those pennies, just one — one chance among thousands.” Wei laughed, reached into a pocket, and threw down a roll of benjamins. “You fought well. A worthy adversary is worth more than a penny.”
Find a Penny pick it up, all the day you’ll have good luck. But only if the penny is face up. Put it in your shoe, the luck will carry you the whole day through.
Why am I compelled to follow these directions each and every time I see a one cent piece on the ground?
I hate pennies. Everytime I see a penny I have to cover it with something, throw it away, or force someone to take it. It’s fine if it’s in a piggybank or in a wallet (even my wallet) but it’s NOT OKAY for it to be just chillin’ somewhere like the floor, or a seat, or on a table. I hate pennies and buttons. And all things around those size. Dimes, nickels, quarters don’t matter as much.
i once had a penny, it was shinny and round. i used to walk to the store, this was where i found my penny. sitting heads up on the ground, i couldnt help but lean over and pick it hope. wishing for the luck that it would bestow upon me. as i walked home from the store, having forgotten to pick up exactly what i was there for. i found an
A penny for your thoughts she said.
Wow I said. That price hasn’t changed with inflation and all. I don’t suppose my thoughts are worth much right now.
people hold pennies in their hands all the time, but they still don’t know if lincoln faces left or right. observe. interact! goddamit- with your environment. with the people in it. even if they are copper presidents.
There was a penny on the ground and I didn’t know what I’d do with it because it was clearly foreign because we don’t have pennies over here, but I still picked it up. Now I have no idea where it is. Starving orphans could use it to eat! How terrible.
I wish I had a penny. They are so hard to come by these days. Every single day, I go to the supermarket and all they ask for are copious sums of money, based on green papers that are indeed quite useless as they burn and rip quite easily, whereas the copper of the coin lasts for a much longer time.
one a penny two a penny hows at hat. hehe very funny but i dont think there is anything to write about a penny. but penny is too worth. i dont know wat else to write but i am still writing for the sake of writing. hope that is what you want me to do
I found a penny once. It was shiny and new. I don’t like pressing pennies in those weird machines. It seems to ruin the penny, you know? Penny was in Dr Horrible. I liked her character. I liked all the characters in that actually. But, there was just something magical about that musical short thing, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.
A small copper piece laying on the ground, its face gouged by the pavement, its luster lost to shoe-mark and raindrop. No one notices its former brilliance. It holds no value, though some one at some point may have held it with a sense of wonder and accomplishment. All time holds no reasons for the penny.
Penny! Penny!
Where are you?
Hopping you have gone
Without thinking about me?
What will Pound say..
When he comes to know
How foolish you have been
Leaving Euro, Yen and Dollar to fend for themselves!!
A penny saved is a penny earned, but it’s still useless. It’s much more valuable to spin it on a table, or through it at a drunken roommate to see if he can catch it. The material used to make it is worth more than a cent..
i lke to have a penny daily to spend it…so i am so happy with that so i lke to have it.a penny means to me alot but still i like to earn with my hard work so wat elae to talk about it i need it daily
Penny again?? I thought this crazy machine would randomly generate a word for me each and every time my own special word….
Anyway, enough of that. Pennies. That saying. you know it. It doesn’t work here in Australia but we have 5 cent pieces which are about the same. I realised once that that saying is just an excuse for people to pick up worthless bits of money without looking like derelict scavengers
penny penny penny yeah ok reminds me of the x files. scully finds two pennies joined through their centres, so that if you were to wrap them up in string it would be a perfect ball. I would like to find some pennies like that one day.
unfortunately I don’t think the military is actually hiding that kind of technology.
a penny for your thoughts is that common saying. I love finding lucky pennies on the ground. If they aren’t lucky (face side up) I always turn them over so other people can find them and have their own little bit of luck for the day.
Jennsen was moping at the table when a slender hand, pale as milk touched him lightly on the shoulder. He looked up and was met with eyes the color of a tarnished penny – green with copper flecks. She was not beautiful, probably not even before the broken nose and the wound that caused that awful scar across her forehead and cheek, but there was something in those eyes and in her smile that warmed his heart.
“Why so down?” She asked.
Jennsen could not think of a response. All of a sudden the trifle incident at the courtyard seemed less than insignificant.
“I wasn’t down,” he said, “that’s just a look I assume to lure in unsuspecting maidens.”
The girl looked around, “I don’t see any maidens.”
A wry smile spread across Jennsen’s face.
Find a penny, pick it up, all day long you’ll have good luck…I don’t believe in luck. A penny, helping me through my day? Preposterous. I left the penny on the ground. As I walked away, I almost regretted it. I should have gone back for it. It really did make me sad, leaving it there. But that’s preposterous.
i like to watch the penny farthing descend the slope with the man in the funny hat and the braces strapped tightly around his midriff. the monetary symbolism of this image resounds a comfortable charm
I found a penny in the street, and had but to wonder where it had dropped from. The pocket of some passing businessman or from the hand of a child, clenching it tightly in hopes that it will get him one step closer to buying that piece of candy he eyed in the shop three blocks hence. Perhaps it came from a bird’s nest high within the trees above, put in for its shininess and now lost to the family.
Penny was her name but she was worth so much more to me. I sometimes think her parents may have given her a complex with such a name, but really it made her work that much harder to prove her value. And she succeeded. God, did she ever succeed.
today i dropped a penny on the deck, and i almost didnt pick it up because well, what is a penny really worth? i really think they are just extra weight on my person. no one uses them anymore and they seem kind of antiquated. even my job doesnt even accept them anymore… so if business are doing this, doesnt that say something about the poor silly, little penny? it must be wierd to not be needed anymore no? something we all fear i suppose.
straight and brief
A penny for your toughts, I’ll say. Not even a million, you’ll reply. I am allowed to ask, and to know the answer to every question I make, you’ll go on. But you only get what I choose to give you.
A penny for your toughts, I’ll say. Not even a million, you’ll reply. I am allowed to ask, and to know the answer to every question I make, you’ll go on. But you only get what I choose to give you.
Stepping over his now unconscious adversary, Wei swiftly surveyed the remains of the apartment. There amid the debris lay the smashed piggy bank, and thousands of pennies strewn across the floor. One of those pennies, Wei knew, was an ingenious fake: a container carrying the flash chip he’d been sent to recover. Ten governments and twenty corporations would kill for it; Wei’s job was to deliver it to his employer.
Suddenly, a shrieking ségosiller of stentorian sirens shattered the silence. Wei must act fast and make his escape. Gathering the pennies and stuffing them into a sock, he heard a telltale click. Instantly Wei whirled and hurled the heavily laden sock full of pennies across the room to knock the gun out of the shaking hands of his adversary.
Wei retrieved the sock full of pennies, and threw open a window to make his escape. … “Wait,” whimpered his defeated foe; “please, leave me just one of those pennies, just one — one chance among thousands.” Wei laughed, reached into a pocket, and threw down a roll of benjamins. “You fought well. A worthy adversary is worth more than a penny.”
a penny is copper and worth one cent. 100 pennies make a dollar. abraham lincoln is on the penny. pennies come in handy
Find a Penny pick it up, all the day you’ll have good luck. But only if the penny is face up. Put it in your shoe, the luck will carry you the whole day through.
Why am I compelled to follow these directions each and every time I see a one cent piece on the ground?
I hate pennies. Everytime I see a penny I have to cover it with something, throw it away, or force someone to take it. It’s fine if it’s in a piggybank or in a wallet (even my wallet) but it’s NOT OKAY for it to be just chillin’ somewhere like the floor, or a seat, or on a table. I hate pennies and buttons. And all things around those size. Dimes, nickels, quarters don’t matter as much.
i once had a penny, it was shinny and round. i used to walk to the store, this was where i found my penny. sitting heads up on the ground, i couldnt help but lean over and pick it hope. wishing for the luck that it would bestow upon me. as i walked home from the store, having forgotten to pick up exactly what i was there for. i found an
A penny for your thoughts she said.
Wow I said. That price hasn’t changed with inflation and all. I don’t suppose my thoughts are worth much right now.
people hold pennies in their hands all the time, but they still don’t know if lincoln faces left or right. observe. interact! goddamit- with your environment. with the people in it. even if they are copper presidents.
There was a penny on the ground and I didn’t know what I’d do with it because it was clearly foreign because we don’t have pennies over here, but I still picked it up. Now I have no idea where it is. Starving orphans could use it to eat! How terrible.
I wish I had a penny. They are so hard to come by these days. Every single day, I go to the supermarket and all they ask for are copious sums of money, based on green papers that are indeed quite useless as they burn and rip quite easily, whereas the copper of the coin lasts for a much longer time.
Money matters
“A penny for your thoughts”: a very familiar statement. It is also a very thought-provoking and conversation-stimulating statement.
one a penny two a penny hows at hat. hehe very funny but i dont think there is anything to write about a penny. but penny is too worth. i dont know wat else to write but i am still writing for the sake of writing. hope that is what you want me to do
copper abe licoln money currency 1 cent metal smells like blood heads tails cant buy shit
I found a penny once. It was shiny and new. I don’t like pressing pennies in those weird machines. It seems to ruin the penny, you know? Penny was in Dr Horrible. I liked her character. I liked all the characters in that actually. But, there was just something magical about that musical short thing, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.
A small copper piece laying on the ground, its face gouged by the pavement, its luster lost to shoe-mark and raindrop. No one notices its former brilliance. It holds no value, though some one at some point may have held it with a sense of wonder and accomplishment. All time holds no reasons for the penny.
Penny! Penny!
Where are you?
Hopping you have gone
Without thinking about me?
What will Pound say..
When he comes to know
How foolish you have been
Leaving Euro, Yen and Dollar to fend for themselves!!
copper luck charm, fine one pick it up, for what? for a chance.
A penny saved is a penny earned, but it’s still useless. It’s much more valuable to spin it on a table, or through it at a drunken roommate to see if he can catch it. The material used to make it is worth more than a cent..
i lke to have a penny daily to spend it…so i am so happy with that so i lke to have it.a penny means to me alot but still i like to earn with my hard work so wat elae to talk about it i need it daily
bright shiny little coin yet useless or dark or brazen a bane and delight of our existence the bane and delight of some lucky or unlucky kid
Penny again?? I thought this crazy machine would randomly generate a word for me each and every time my own special word….
Anyway, enough of that. Pennies. That saying. you know it. It doesn’t work here in Australia but we have 5 cent pieces which are about the same. I realised once that that saying is just an excuse for people to pick up worthless bits of money without looking like derelict scavengers
penny penny penny yeah ok reminds me of the x files. scully finds two pennies joined through their centres, so that if you were to wrap them up in string it would be a perfect ball. I would like to find some pennies like that one day.
unfortunately I don’t think the military is actually hiding that kind of technology.
a penny for your thoughts is that common saying. I love finding lucky pennies on the ground. If they aren’t lucky (face side up) I always turn them over so other people can find them and have their own little bit of luck for the day.
found a penny on the street and had to pick it up for good luck.
Jennsen was moping at the table when a slender hand, pale as milk touched him lightly on the shoulder. He looked up and was met with eyes the color of a tarnished penny – green with copper flecks. She was not beautiful, probably not even before the broken nose and the wound that caused that awful scar across her forehead and cheek, but there was something in those eyes and in her smile that warmed his heart.
“Why so down?” She asked.
Jennsen could not think of a response. All of a sudden the trifle incident at the courtyard seemed less than insignificant.
“I wasn’t down,” he said, “that’s just a look I assume to lure in unsuspecting maidens.”
The girl looked around, “I don’t see any maidens.”
A wry smile spread across Jennsen’s face.
nooooooo
fuck penny
Find a penny, pick it up, all day long you’ll have good luck…I don’t believe in luck. A penny, helping me through my day? Preposterous. I left the penny on the ground. As I walked away, I almost regretted it. I should have gone back for it. It really did make me sad, leaving it there. But that’s preposterous.
One penny, two penny, three….
“Thats all I have, sir”
“you need 10 cents for these”, said the store owner.
“How will i make it through the night?”Said the young girl.
i like to watch the penny farthing descend the slope with the man in the funny hat and the braces strapped tightly around his midriff. the monetary symbolism of this image resounds a comfortable charm
I found a penny in the street, and had but to wonder where it had dropped from. The pocket of some passing businessman or from the hand of a child, clenching it tightly in hopes that it will get him one step closer to buying that piece of candy he eyed in the shop three blocks hence. Perhaps it came from a bird’s nest high within the trees above, put in for its shininess and now lost to the family.
a penny is a waste of time and space.
Nothing could capture his masters attention better or faster than a coin, shining, jumping up into the air as the boy flipped it from his thumb
I lost my first penny and I was so sad when i could’t find it. I was goin to buy big bag of lollies and eat them and share them with my family.
they say a penny saved is a penny earned…well i wish ihad lots of fucking pennys.
Penny was her name but she was worth so much more to me. I sometimes think her parents may have given her a complex with such a name, but really it made her work that much harder to prove her value. And she succeeded. God, did she ever succeed.
today i dropped a penny on the deck, and i almost didnt pick it up because well, what is a penny really worth? i really think they are just extra weight on my person. no one uses them anymore and they seem kind of antiquated. even my job doesnt even accept them anymore… so if business are doing this, doesnt that say something about the poor silly, little penny? it must be wierd to not be needed anymore no? something we all fear i suppose.