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On the reals, all these crab niggaz know the deal,
When we start the revolution, all they'll probably do is squeal.
Gluppit the prawling strangles, there!
Fish in another man's pond and you will catch crabs.
Washington is gripped by crab-in-the-bucket syndrome. And there's no cure in sight. Put a single crab in an uncovered bucket, and it will find a way to climb up and out on its own. Put a dozen crabs in a bucket, and 11 will fight with all their might to pull down the striver who attempts escape.
You're a mere chick. I remember you when you were a egg. Don't come trying to teach me, sir. Crabs and crumpets!
The simplest way to prepare Dungeness crabs is to boil them in the shell and set them in front of your guests with crab crackers or crab hammers, cocktail forks, and plenty of napkins.
Safe word is Pickle
Under the sea, the merman feast on starfish soup and all the serving men are crabs.
Uncle Jeb," we croaked in surprise. "You found us."
"Well, now," he said, and his gruff voice brought back a hundred memories. "Well, now, here's a pickle.
She carefully placed the little crab back in the sand and nudged it toward the surf. Run for your life, Pinchy. I've seen the way this man eats.
I've always wanted to be a giant space crab.
You don't have to eat the entire turd to know that it's not a crab cake.
I'm the best corner in the game. When you try me with a sorry receiver like Crabtree, that is the result you are going to get. Don't you ever talk about me.
The two Crabfest eaters pulled out bills one at a time. Then they each opened their change purse as though it were a rusted chastity belt. Heidi
I should have had the pickle.
Think't the best voyage that e'er you made like an irregular crab which, though't goes backward, thinks that it goes right, because it goes its own way.
What is the pattern that connects the crab to the lobster and the primrose to the orchid, and all of them to me, and me to you?
Dude, can I have your pickle?
If you cross a pickle with a female deer ... You get a dill-doe!
sand-bar, sorrowful
A crier of green sauce.
But that was a long time ago and since then a crab has been gnawing at my vitals. All this began in the Metro (first-class) with the phrase - 'l'homme que j'etais, je ne le suis plus.
He fell off the table like a crab looking for the sea.
Crabbe or Goyle - or, come to think of it, another Death Eater, he'll have loads better cronies than Crabbe and Goyle now he's joined up
cudgel! That's worth thy trouble,
There are three species of creatures who when they seem coming are going, when they seem going they come: diplomats, women, and crabs.
He's not the brightest pickle in the crayon jar.
I have one last request. Don't use embalming fluid on me; I want to be stuffed with crab meat.
Crabgrass can grow on bowling balls in airless rooms, and there is no known way to kill it that does not involve nuclear weapons.
Cruddy Mouthbreather
Lumpyface Lumpyhead
Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper!' 'Hold your tongue, Ma!' said the young Crab, a little snappishly. 'You're enough to try the patience of an oyster!' 'I wish I had our Dinah here, I know I do!' said Alice aloud, addressing nobody in particular.
Through searching out origins, one becomes a crab. The historian looks backwards, and finally he also believes backwards.
A leech who, having penetrated the shell of a turtle only to find that the creature has long been dead, deems it expedient to form a new attachment to a fresh turtle.
You can't dingleberry that! That's a flagrant misuse of the dingleberry!
pocket lizard licker.
In Baltimore, soft crabs are always fried (or broiled) in the altogether, with maybe a small jock-strap of bacon added.
Little cherub of the sea, come and play with me. Come and play with me, dearest cherub of the sea. Please come play with me, In the mad, mad sea.
You will stir up the hornets.
[Lat., Irritabis crabones.]
I figured, what harm could come from a little bit of fun? Crabs. The Canadian girl gave me crabs.
Critter: I was fairly relieved when Sea took off on her own. She was wearing some two-sizes-too-small T-shirt, practically forcing my eyes to home in on "the girls," and all I could think was I'm going to turn into a pillar of salt.
In the springtime, we have softshell crab from Maryland, which I'd never had until I came to America. In the summer and early fall, we have striped bass, 'stripeys,' which come all the way up the Hudson River but mostly gather in the sound at the tip of Long Island, off Montauk.
I am a hollow shell, the crab's died, there's nothing left inside. Don't they know that?
At best she's a scrawny, hollow-eyed croneling." "Croneling?" John tilted his head in perplexity. "Croneling. Noun. One who has yet to achieve cronehood. The adolescent phase of the British crone," Avery lectured.
I was being chased by a giant crab. [Audience laughs] That's not funny.
bad lobster in a dark cellar. It
The world is your lobster!
He looks as though he's been weaned on a pickle.
O.K. I'm running out of appetite. Let this swirl - a bit like Crab Nebula - do for now.
The squealing little arse-gerbil.
Sometimes Crawford's tone reminded Starling of the know-it-all caterpillar in Lewis Caroll.
New England oysters are better than Chesapeake. But Chesapeake blue crabs are unbeatable.
Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!
Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow!
Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!
Randal is a lad of about twenty and two, curly-haired and distressingly cherubic in appearance."
"Distressingly? Really, Northrup, I cannot see what could be distressing about a cherub."
His brows drew in a scowl. "They're baby angels, for God's sake." As if this explained all.
Bugrit! Millennium Hand and Shrimp
The crabby little girls of today are the crabby old women of tomorrow!
I don't want a pickle, just want to ride on my motorsickle.
Bear, I think having sand in your butt crack must be really uncomfortable. Maybe you should go change your clothes. You don't want to catch sand crabs. What's the point of getting crabs when you weren't having any fun doing it?
The cat who wants his bowl of cream must know when to purr and when to show his claws - Ser Kyle, the Cat of Misty Moor
That sounds like bulshytt!
pickle juice on a cookie.
You're a bum-rag covered in clart!
Wakey wakey eggs and bacey!
Ralph Waldo Pickle Chips! I don't know him.
I wanna buy a bunch of hermit crabs and make them live together.
A road-wise folkie with a bluesy soul reminiscent of early Michelle Shocked, Melissa Crabtree is an original storyteller and performer not to be missed.
I'm a bagel on a plate full of onion rolls!
[T]hose who can take that crabbed tree handsomely upon their back, and fasten it on cannily, shall find it such a burden as wings unto a bird, or sails to a ship.
4. Q: What did the oyster say to the crab when he took his pearl? A: Don't be so shellfish!
Cranberry cock-tail for me, you dirty carpet-muncher.
I am a sea-gull - no - no, I am an actress.
...bottle green Jaguar.
Jellyfish," Riaz said, after considering the other inhabitants of the sea. "Seriously, there cannnot be jellyfish changelings."
Hawke turned to look over his shoulder. "What the hell have you been smoking?"
Riaz shruged, his mood undampened. "It was green and leafy.
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's
Dance you guys!" Thalia ordered. "You look stupid just standing there."
I looked nervously at Annabeth, then at the groups of girls who were roaming the gym.
"Well?" Annabeth asked.
"Um, who should I ask?"
She punched me in the gut. "Me, Seaweed Brain."
"Oh. Oh right.
Dill said striking a match under a turtle was hateful.
"Ain't hateful, just persuades him- 's not like you'd chunk him in the fire," Jem growled.
"How do you know a match don't hurt him?"
"Turtles can't feel , stupid," said Jem.
"Were you ever a turtle, huh?
CSL - cock- sucking-lips.
A lobster bisque ought to be the crowning glory of the potager. And this one was excellent. Silky as a gigolo's compliment and fishy as a chancellor's promise.
Oh, there you are, you odious little prawn...
Quill: An instrument of torture yielded by a goose and commonly weilded by as ass.
Hickory dickory dock my daddy's nuts from shellshock.
Malory! You've got a chipmunk on your pussy!
They are bearcrawls ... a bearclaw is a donut
The world is my lobster.
Croquet is bastardized roque.
A.J. decides to call Lambiase. He suggests frozen shrimp from Costco, which A.J. now recognizes as Lambiase's default party-throwing suggestion.
Double crap on a cracker the size of my butt
Q: Why do seagulls live near the sea? A: Because if they lived near the bay, they'd be called bagels.
A young man, Jamaican, perhaps, his head circled in a scarf with sunbleached dreadlocks on piled on top, looking like a plate of soft-shell crabs.
Without a doubt, one of my favorite American ingredients is blue crabs, a true delicacy! And a great value, I think.
Like the Devil, the Norway lobster is known by a variety of different names: cigala in Spain, langoustine in France, Dublin Bay Prawn in Ireland. And in Italy, as well as the U.K., scampi.
My name is CHL. That's Charles Haas Layfield.
She restored herself with a cocktail and an excellent lobster mayonnaise. Phryne was devoted to lobster mayonnaise, with cucumbers.
Derek? Derek!-Chole
Chole! what are you doing out here? i said we will check it out later. key word WE-Derek
oh, yeah I decided to come out on my own. thats why i was calling your name repeatively- Chole
Or, as I call it, a Cheesel, it's a Weasel with a Cheese finish.
I was called such names as a kid. Being the smallest boy in the class with a name like Caroll. I remember going home and saying to my mom, 'What were you thinking?'
It doesn't seem too unusual to have a live hermit crab here in Atlantic City, but when you think I brought it all the way from Texas, it's unusual.
So what brings you to this killing pickle?
Gilly Gilleshpee
Aggle flabble kabble . . . snurp?