Home of the lost, lonely and forgotten sentence






What is Scrine?

• Scrine is the home of lost, forgotten, and lonely sentences.


What are the rules?

• Play nice. Be kind. Post only single sentences.

• Scrine gives everyone plenty of rope to play with, but reminds everyone that even the longest rope is capable of hanging a person.

• Censorship is ugly, but still not the ugliest bird in the sky. Happily, this has never been necessary.

• The appropriateness of all sentences will remain the sole discretion of Scrine's tender.



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• Anyone. Reading along costs nothing but time.

• Membership is required to post your own sentences. Joining is quick and painless.

• With membership comes the unique privilege of calling yourself a Scriner.


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• Your information will never be sold, given away, shared, or even traded for an unimaginably delicious slice of pie.

• The above sentence may be the only sentence on this site that is 100% true.



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Use this space for notes and reminders to yourself.

This is a private space. Only you will see your notes.

Expiration date is not required, only if you want the note to magically disappear.

A great place to keep your fantastic ideas, like, "Hey! I need to write more sentences about crickets and English gentlemen with unruly beards."



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Scrine Restoration

Sentences: 100% (19118)
Comments: 11%


Confessional: 100%
Scrineblog: 18.4%

boot blog: 100%
'mouse blog: 0%

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2014 Supporters

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Sentence Count

2017 ~ 51
2016 ~ 89
2015 ~ 259
2014 ~ 138
2013 ~ 256
2012 ~ 433
2011 ~ 940
2010 ~ 1786
2009 ~ 2631
2008 ~ 3808
2007 ~ 4502
2006 ~ 3037
2005 ~ 1188

 
July 17, 2006
Dance :: Keith :: 0
Beetles and centipedes and insects of every sort and color scurried from the body, throwing up a steady breeze that the children fanned themselves in as they danced around wildly, their small, bony arms jutting to the cooling music that only the girls could hear, the boys being far too shy in the face of such short-lived beauty.
Beetles and centipedes and insects of every sort and color scurried from the body, throwing up a steady breeze that the children fanned themselves in as they danced around wildly, their small, bony arms jutting to the cooling music that only the girls could hear, the boys being far too shy in the face of such short-lived beauty.

 

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