I party hard like my glowstick have your girl glitter so quick call it magic I eat her like a shark she taste fantastic when the music play she shake her clapper then I hit her from the heel shoe tapper
(In order to make it exciting, I had to make it log. Even so, I couldn't go into as much character detailing as I'd hoped for.) It could have just been another normal day in Vegas, with the poker sharks, models sporting eye-masks with excessive glitter and the pump-up music forcing the newbies to lose further. However, the man in the black suit was here on professional business. It involved Don Stefano of La Cosa Nostra, a regular visitor to the Party Hard casino. The Don received a phone call and spoke animatedly. He then turned to leave. The black suit followed him add the Don left the casino. Tracking the Don only by the footfalls of his feet and staying out of sight, he waited for an advantage. His patience was rewarded when the Don ducked into a dark alley. The black suit approached him and cleared his throat, less than three feet away from the Don. The Don reached for his side-holster, simultaneously turning, fearing a rival mob assassin. He then relaxed upon seeing the face of his lieutenant, second-in-command of La Cosa Nostra and withdrew his arm away from his holster. "I could have nearly shot you. What do you need, my favorite number two?" the Don asked. "To become number one" the black suit replied, with no trace of emotion in his voice and produced his revolver, firing twice at the Don's heart. The Don fell in a puddle of his own blood, his face filled with shock and disgust. All those years of deception pretending to be the don's best friend. The black suit then dialed a number on his phone. "It's done" he spoke with an air of finality. "Acknowledged. Venice is now yours for the taking and La Prima Fera shall support you in your underworld ventures" the voice on the other end spoke and terminated the call. The black suit was creating a criminal business conglomerate of sorts. He then dialed another number. "Langley here. Agent 2421, what's the status?" his CIA handler asked him. "The target is down. The documents are ours and we can proceed to Florence" the black suit spoke into the phone. "Roger that. Finish the assignment and Langley will prepare to receive you with due commendation" the CIA operative said and cut the call. The black suit was almost into the elite circle of the American spy organization which was privy to the nation's most guarded secrets. The black suit placed his last call. "We will control the Italian underworld and influence the CIA within the end of the month" the black suit spoke into the phone in Russian, smiling and cut the call. The KGB had plans and the black suit had no problem in following their orders.
Now, this is the story all about how my GLITTER got spilled, turned up side down. And I'd like to take a minute just to post right here. I'll tell you how I became the queen of my dorm. In Cupcakes Spot (my club) born and raised, partying is how I spent most of my days. Snarking, raving, sighing all cool, fighting some geeks outside of the school. When a couple of SHARKS who were up to no good, started a war against my PARTY club. I got one little farm and my pupil got scared! He said, "You're leaving that club, before I rip out my hair!" I whistled for a bus, and when it came near, the license plate said "glam" and it had SHOES hanging on the mirror. If anything, I could say this bus was cray! But I said, "Nah fam, yo home to my dorm!" I pulled up to college around 7 or 8, and I yelled to the driver "Yo! Driver! This is my jam!" I looked at the college, as he turned up the MUSIC. Now I could lay in my dorm, being useless.
I went to a party with Miley Cyrus and was completely shocked that she was wearing shoes made of condôms and her "outfit" was just glitter that she rolled in. The party sucked because all of the music was by Miley Cyrus, unfortunately. And she spent all night tweaking on Left Shark.
I'm sorry. You may disqualify it. I'm an author and I'm not good at short. Character description and background settings are what sets an appealing nature to the story. It's not about the prizes anymore. I just like to write.
One day while I was at a party, I noticed a shark. I stared at that hot thing the whole time . I looked at the shark up and down, noticing it's cute shoe on its fin. The volume of the music increased as a bucket of glitter fell on the shark in slow motion. I dropped to my knees at the beautiful sight, and one single tear rolled down my cheek. I think I was in love.
A B C D you and me,? Let's go out and let's party.? Sharks are dancing wild and free,? buzzing music like a bee, ? Glitters falling down to hell, Please give glow kicks to Arielle ?? Yeah I know its the worst composition ever, but nah idc ????
" I have a GLITTER SHOES, while Im dancing in SHARK's MUSIC PARTY." LOL What did I just do. *Sigh* Hope to be the chosen one
I was preparing for my party whilst looking at left shark memes. I tapped my feet encased in glitter[y] shoes against the floor. I was so excited. The music would blare out and everyone would be having a good time.
There was one who wore glitter shoes while dancing along with the music on a shark party. Woooh
Received an invitation to a SHARK-themed PARTY! Wanna join me? Let's wear our GLITTER SHOES and have fun dancing to the MUSIC all night long!
Little blue girl Little blue girl,why are you so sad She looked at me with tears dripping Like the last minutes to a hourglass Her face blushed with perfection Smoother than porcelain And skin touched by Aphrodite Her almond eyes as blue as the cerulean ocean She looked at me and the voice came fast Stabbing your heart with words of kunais As she sang a song about her life as a child Abandoned at a door by a mother she never knew Faces and places as cruel as the sun took night No light,no ray of hopes,no warm hugs Black soot everywhere, alcohol bottles Cigarettes rug burns, and loud TV noises Her father demands dinner at night Steak and lobster, but who can afford that when all u have is nothing So she sold herself. Everyday her hopes of getting away were shattered like pieces of a broken mirror Her only smile was at sunset when the wind no longer howled And the moon cast away to show the rays Of a brighter day which hope arrived By the time she was done, I took her And together we left Nobody knew but i wanted to show her A place where flowers grew tall And beautiful images only time knows Scenery that cut your eyes into glittering diamonds of happiness And to ones own made your heart beat In an array of faith Til this day every time I looked at her With my precious ruby holding her hands I never forget that day I asked "Little blue girl, why are you sad" K. Done.