I think of the shape of the spoon as symbolizing a human body. It has a very welcoming and embracing shape. Perhaps that’s where the concept of “spooning” came from
The spoon is a metal and is a slightly curved object. not only is it a good device for eating soup but it is also perfectly shaped to place on ones nose.
a spoon is a thing you use to eat soup, ice cream, and other things. it used in Pokemon for people with psychic abilities. Alakazam has one. My time is running out. LOL :D
spoon is a funny word spoons come in different colors shapes and sizes when i was younger i remember we had a green duck spoon it was the duck off of monster jam? or sports jam? no it was space jam you know the black duck who was annoying?
we never have enough spoons in my house. In fact, this reminds me that I need to go out and buy another set of silveware. that is all I have to say about spoons… for now
I had a spoon in my cereal today. It was pink and plastic, and it was amazing. Just about the time I went to take a bite, my dog swooped in and grabbed it in his teeth. He ran off and buried it in the yard. Upon digging it up, I found china. I found the land of little yellow people with funny straw hats and wheel barrows. These slanty eyed gentlemen gave me back my spoon in a way I could never have imagined.
i can kind of play spoons. there are pre-made spoon instruments that are already binded together. That’s cheating. If you play them just right, it gives you sort of a woodblock effect. I was raised to eat
is a utensil kind of like a fork but used for a slightly different purpose. A spoon can be used to eat soup, ice cream, rice, potatoes when they are mashed, and a plethora of other foods. A spoon can be balanced on one’s nose, and sometimes people hold spoons incorrectly, especially when eating cereal. No one really uses spoons for any other form of entertainment.
not like a fork, but still very useful. I can use a spoon for many purposes, kind of like a fork too. Better than a spork. Those are annoying. Spoons are classy, and the word just slides off of your tongue. I like spoons better than knives too… much better!
I dipped my spoon into the small bowl on the table. Did I really want to do this again? Not really, but I had that damn love hate relationship with that white powder. Damn it!
spoons are made to be tortured by people. Personally I feel very sorry for them. They are little and seem frightened and they turn around your reflection. Because they are scared. You know?
I use spoons quite a bit, because I eat a lot of yogurt, and there’s always spoons in my room that I forget to take to the kitchen. I eat so much yogurt to prevent myself from eating worse things because I feel guilty for being overweight. I don’t have much self-esteem. I use spoons to eat ice cream, though, too. Which is a problem. A big one. Literally.
the spoon is too big. i like to eat cereal and oatmeal with it. my grandpa makes really good oatmeal with dates and brown sugar. i haven’t had good oatmeal like that in a long time. i had some the other day but it was really mediocre. my grandpas house is very interesting. i got bit by a cat there once. it hurt. the cats name was electra.
i eat with a spoon especially when i have cereal or soup. It is better to have a spoon when eating something liquidy. Spoons are good for serving food also.
The movie matrix always taught me that what we can do is only limited by our own minds, because we have been taught these limits by society and the laws of physics, but who is to say that I cannot bend a spoon with my mind? I should be able to decide that for myself. I should be able to choose for myself
I see the beautiful skyline of our city, glowing in the approaching darkness.
I feel the warmth of your body spooning against my back, deeply contrasting the chill of the wind catching in my hair.
I smell you and the rough grass beneath us, mixed with the faint aroma of oil rises from the streets around our little hilltop perch.
I hear your soft breaths against my ear, whispering sweet nothings.
I taste the sweet words as I return them.
“I love you.”
I slam my hand onto a counter.
The man behind it looks at me, startled.
“You didn’t give me a fucking spoon.”
He cocks an eyebrow and doesn’t look away as he grabs one and hands it to me.
I can feel my face heating up and after I turn away from him, I feel ashamed.
But I know that it’s your fault I’m rude to attractive men.
She lifted the spoon up to her lips. It was filled with chocolate ice cream, not her favorite. Her favorite was Chunky Monkey, a commonly known Ben & Jerry’s flavor. She examined the spoon, and enjoyed it’s beauty more than the taste of the icecream.
your knees in the crooks of mind
chin resting on my shoulder
your facial hair tickles my shoulder
and your breath warms my neck.
your hand rests soft on my stomach
as you softly snore to sleep.
What do you get when you cross a spoon with a fork? A spork, of course. But what do you get when you cross a spoon with a spork? How many times can you combine a spoon with a spork – that becomes increasingly more spoon-like as you go – before you come up with a spoon again? Does it ever happen? These are all very important questions, and I hope you will give them their due consideration.
“Amanda,” my mother said softly over the dinner table. “What’s wrong?”
I sighed. “Nothing,” I replied, staring at my plate. We were having breakfast for dinner–eggs with sausage scrambled into them, bacon, and orange juice. My favorite. But tonight I wasn’t hungry. I had too much on my mind.
i love spoon… it helps me with foods. and i love to eat.. surely its a good pair.. spoon help me to realise my dreams with food. spoon can also kills u know
You know it’s sad when a spoon is more effective than a knife at cutting something. In the case when you are given plastic silverwear…use the spoon, not the knife. Trust me.
I love spoons. They reflect the world how you would not normally see it, upside down, inside out… Their practicality is astounding, too. How would we live without an invention like the spoon?
what the fuck? you gave me spoon? that’s a piece of shit word that no one could enjoy writing about. I would have even taken spork as an alternative. Then I could have written about its versatility and power. But no. You gave me a god damned spoon. I hate spoons. Fuck you.
That silver spoon sat on the edge of the table, just out of reach of her chubby little 6 month old hand. It was inscribed with her name, “Sarah”, but her mom wouldn’t let her feed herself. Oh no. She might get food on her face or lovely clothes. That silver spoon would never be in her grasp. Just like everything else that would be dangled in front of her, sparkly and shiny and fully controlled by her mother.
I love spoons. They’re so useful. You can scoop, clean, eat, fling, throw… the spoon is a truly versatile utensil. Not only can you slurp your soup from one, but you can nom some ice cream, you can scoop guts from a pumpkin, and you can fling your mashed potatoes.
Give me more- than I take for myself.
“There is no spoon? I’ll show you there’s no goddamned spoon, you damned know nothing, gnostic jackass!”
And with that, Richard Dawkins gagged Keanue Reeves to death. With a spoon.
The Archons rejoiced.
fork knife eat drink plate kiss hug together dine canoe love restaurant dinner lunch breakfast soup chili stew cow moon jumped animals go
i like to be the little spoon…and him to be the big spoon :) i always heard that a cold spoon could help with a hickey..hmmm…
u do art u meet god
“Jamie,” Galen sighed, sounding exasperated as he watched his grown son drink his soup straight from the bowl, “Use your spoon.”
SPapapahpooooon. loonyloon a big fat moon oh maiinn you make me happy when i eat my ice cream yum yum big fat bum hardeharjar
I think of the shape of the spoon as symbolizing a human body. It has a very welcoming and embracing shape. Perhaps that’s where the concept of “spooning” came from
The spoon is a metal and is a slightly curved object. not only is it a good device for eating soup but it is also perfectly shaped to place on ones nose.
spoons are wonderful. they help you eat all kinds of foods. a spoon is a helpful utensil and very valuable. i enjoy spoons.
a spoon is a thing you use to eat soup, ice cream, and other things. it used in Pokemon for people with psychic abilities. Alakazam has one. My time is running out. LOL :D
spoon is a funny word spoons come in different colors shapes and sizes when i was younger i remember we had a green duck spoon it was the duck off of monster jam? or sports jam? no it was space jam you know the black duck who was annoying?
we never have enough spoons in my house. In fact, this reminds me that I need to go out and buy another set of silveware. that is all I have to say about spoons… for now
I had a spoon in my cereal today. It was pink and plastic, and it was amazing. Just about the time I went to take a bite, my dog swooped in and grabbed it in his teeth. He ran off and buried it in the yard. Upon digging it up, I found china. I found the land of little yellow people with funny straw hats and wheel barrows. These slanty eyed gentlemen gave me back my spoon in a way I could never have imagined.
i can kind of play spoons. there are pre-made spoon instruments that are already binded together. That’s cheating. If you play them just right, it gives you sort of a woodblock effect. I was raised to eat
is a utensil kind of like a fork but used for a slightly different purpose. A spoon can be used to eat soup, ice cream, rice, potatoes when they are mashed, and a plethora of other foods. A spoon can be balanced on one’s nose, and sometimes people hold spoons incorrectly, especially when eating cereal. No one really uses spoons for any other form of entertainment.
not like a fork, but still very useful. I can use a spoon for many purposes, kind of like a fork too. Better than a spork. Those are annoying. Spoons are classy, and the word just slides off of your tongue. I like spoons better than knives too… much better!
I dipped my spoon into the small bowl on the table. Did I really want to do this again? Not really, but I had that damn love hate relationship with that white powder. Damn it!
They aren’t only for cooking crack, kids.
spoons are made to be tortured by people. Personally I feel very sorry for them. They are little and seem frightened and they turn around your reflection. Because they are scared. You know?
I use spoons quite a bit, because I eat a lot of yogurt, and there’s always spoons in my room that I forget to take to the kitchen. I eat so much yogurt to prevent myself from eating worse things because I feel guilty for being overweight. I don’t have much self-esteem. I use spoons to eat ice cream, though, too. Which is a problem. A big one. Literally.
the spoon is too big. i like to eat cereal and oatmeal with it. my grandpa makes really good oatmeal with dates and brown sugar. i haven’t had good oatmeal like that in a long time. i had some the other day but it was really mediocre. my grandpas house is very interesting. i got bit by a cat there once. it hurt. the cats name was electra.
i eat with a spoon especially when i have cereal or soup. It is better to have a spoon when eating something liquidy. Spoons are good for serving food also.
The movie matrix always taught me that what we can do is only limited by our own minds, because we have been taught these limits by society and the laws of physics, but who is to say that I cannot bend a spoon with my mind? I should be able to decide that for myself. I should be able to choose for myself
I see the beautiful skyline of our city, glowing in the approaching darkness.
I feel the warmth of your body spooning against my back, deeply contrasting the chill of the wind catching in my hair.
I smell you and the rough grass beneath us, mixed with the faint aroma of oil rises from the streets around our little hilltop perch.
I hear your soft breaths against my ear, whispering sweet nothings.
I taste the sweet words as I return them.
“I love you.”
I slam my hand onto a counter.
The man behind it looks at me, startled.
“You didn’t give me a fucking spoon.”
He cocks an eyebrow and doesn’t look away as he grabs one and hands it to me.
I can feel my face heating up and after I turn away from him, I feel ashamed.
But I know that it’s your fault I’m rude to attractive men.
She lifted the spoon up to her lips. It was filled with chocolate ice cream, not her favorite. Her favorite was Chunky Monkey, a commonly known Ben & Jerry’s flavor. She examined the spoon, and enjoyed it’s beauty more than the taste of the icecream.
little awesome utensil. great. mother of the spork fun nice love it
your knees in the crooks of mind
chin resting on my shoulder
your facial hair tickles my shoulder
and your breath warms my neck.
your hand rests soft on my stomach
as you softly snore to sleep.
What do you get when you cross a spoon with a fork? A spork, of course. But what do you get when you cross a spoon with a spork? How many times can you combine a spoon with a spork – that becomes increasingly more spoon-like as you go – before you come up with a spoon again? Does it ever happen? These are all very important questions, and I hope you will give them their due consideration.
“Amanda,” my mother said softly over the dinner table. “What’s wrong?”
I sighed. “Nothing,” I replied, staring at my plate. We were having breakfast for dinner–eggs with sausage scrambled into them, bacon, and orange juice. My favorite. But tonight I wasn’t hungry. I had too much on my mind.
lift me into your smoothness. how can you be so sure of the destiny? how can you so fearlessly serve me? how do you satisfy and tempt simultaneously?
i love spoon… it helps me with foods. and i love to eat.. surely its a good pair.. spoon help me to realise my dreams with food. spoon can also kills u know
in bed. my cereal. dig into yogurt. pink, cream, double white, purple. my face reflects upside down. hanging by me earlobe.
You know it’s sad when a spoon is more effective than a knife at cutting something. In the case when you are given plastic silverwear…use the spoon, not the knife. Trust me.
I love spoons. They reflect the world how you would not normally see it, upside down, inside out… Their practicality is astounding, too. How would we live without an invention like the spoon?
what the fuck? you gave me spoon? that’s a piece of shit word that no one could enjoy writing about. I would have even taken spork as an alternative. Then I could have written about its versatility and power. But no. You gave me a god damned spoon. I hate spoons. Fuck you.
That silver spoon sat on the edge of the table, just out of reach of her chubby little 6 month old hand. It was inscribed with her name, “Sarah”, but her mom wouldn’t let her feed herself. Oh no. She might get food on her face or lovely clothes. That silver spoon would never be in her grasp. Just like everything else that would be dangled in front of her, sparkly and shiny and fully controlled by her mother.
Spoon,
Tool, essential,
So use less with solids,
So, importent with liquids,
Your heat of food depends on if you need this or not,
I’m thinking about what about a gas?
I love spoons. They’re so useful. You can scoop, clean, eat, fling, throw… the spoon is a truly versatile utensil. Not only can you slurp your soup from one, but you can nom some ice cream, you can scoop guts from a pumpkin, and you can fling your mashed potatoes.