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misbegotten cockwaffle.
But something's missing ( Aber etwas fehlt ).
The Mayor of Murslaugh was a jolly, ebullient man of the sort who, in a well-ordered world, would be called Fezziwig. That his name was Brown was a powerful indictment on the sorry state of things.
By the way, I have a bone to pick with you." Esperetta
"Only one?" Velkan
"At the moment." Esperetta
"Then I can't wait to hear it." Velkan
"'Bram' and 'Stoker'?" Esperetta
"It was fitting, I thought." Velkan
Be happy, Feyre.
Mother... fucker...
Set a beggar on horse backe, they saie, and hee will neuer alight.
Hurley, hurley, round the table,
Eat as muckle as ye're able.
Eat muckle, pooch nane,
Hurley, hurley, Amen.
Golden fetters are no less galling to a self-respecting man that iron ones; the sting lies in the fetters, not in the metal.
Owr brave little shank!
Fritz, the doggen butler, presented him with a barf bag at exactly the right moment. A barf bag. A hospital-grade, bright-green barf bag. As
Lieutenant Paul T. Funkhouser from Evansville, Indiana, a twenty-three-year-old lawyer yet to practice his trade, led the way aboard his motorcycle. He kept riding back and forth to let the drivers know where to go, and then dashing off to the head of the column.
A forte always makes a foible.
Jesper Llewellyn Fahey, that is enough!" Colm roared. (...)
Inej cocked her head to one side. "Jesper Llewellyn Fahey?"
"Shut up," said Jesper. "It's a family name."
Inej made a solemn bow. "Whatever you say, Llewellyn.
Game On, Motherfucker.....
So I "feckup" words sometimes ... I write in a colloquial style, so did Mark Twain. Seems I'm in pretty good company.
Some things are jest too big to fergive.
Buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing. An olla
Firestar: Okay, Jayfeather, what does mallow look like?br>Jayfeather: I don't know, do I? I've never seen it.
I thought how great it would be if we could trade in Fudge for a nice cocker spaniel.
steward, bailiff, falconer, houndmaster
I would like to choose my own warrior name. If it is all right, I wish to be known as Crowfeather." Crowpaw spoke so quietly, his voice was almost lost in the pounding water. "I wish to keep alive the memory of . . . of the cat who did not return from the first journey.
No better than Bellyfluff, Sillystuff, or Starchyruff;
Mishaque was a stouty blend of Irish "shrek" mixed with crazy Jafakain, his front was car dealing.
Bosh. I find a rival - but no, I won't flatter myself that Tecumseh Fox would consider himself a rival of Dol Bonner - I find an eminent detective in your apartment, and that alone is enough, without adding that he is concealed in your bedroom while I am discussing my business with you ...
What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?
My name is Alistair Theirin and I'm king of Ferelden. Long live the king, long may he reign! And so forth. Pray to the maker he doesn't do something stupid..
clever wasn't the same as honest. Ferrier
It was a blonde. A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window.
I don't keer w'at you do wid me, Brer Fox,' sezee, 'so you don't fling me in dat brier-patch. Roas' me, Brer Fox' sezee, 'but don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.
A fusty nut with no kernel.
Renfield, my ass. What I had on my hands was a Van Helsing.
Firestar: jayfeather what does mallow look like?
jayfeather: i dont know, ive never seen any
Railway fettler, and his family lived in a Tasmanian Government Railways
The weasel under the cocktail cabinet.
I was born Moishe Ketzelbourd but the Indians call me Maurice Cougar.
a misbegotten cockwaffle.
If Cape wasn't your last name, what was your real one?" I asked, deathly curious now. "Ahhhh," he complained. "Pincas Huckleburr.
Andross, you motherfucker.
Its amazing that Lou Ferrigno can talk with fifty pounds of cracker in his mouth.
If at first you don't fricassee, Fry, fry a hen!
Cruddy Mouthbreather
Perhaps we can conceive of the ironist as the fetishist's apprentice, reaching out for all readers, ensnaring them in a tangle of ambiguity, uncertainty and indecision from which there is no escape. Irony, quite possibly, makes fetishists of us all.
What's shaking, Gatorbait?
The smylere with the knyf under the cloke.
O you virtuous owle,
The wise Minerva's only fowle.
Bruckner he is my man!
What the hell is that?" I laughed.
"It's my fox hat."
"Your fox hat?"
"Yeah, Pudge. My fox hat."
"Why are you wearing your fox hat?" I asked.
"Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.
Peppier n. The waiter at a fancy restaurant whose sole purpose seems to be walking around asking diners if they want ground pepper.
I hate goofballs.
He's like a demented ferret up a wee drainpipe.
Twitter, twatter, fudder, motherfucker, I don't care what it's called.
The German future lies in the hands of our Fuehrer.
He had a W.C. Fields twang and a nose like a prize strawberry.
Garch a har?" -Oddjob, Goldfinger
Or, as I call it, a Cheesel, it's a Weasel with a Cheese finish.
That kid's got an arm like Uncle Fester at an exhibition of Pre-Colombian ... um, Christ, I lost it. I was going for something thick. So what's with the beard, Grizzly Fouts?
Her chances of a decent marriage were about to be dashed-and all because of a ferret.
Raffe sounds like Raw Feet. Coincidence?
Frobscottle is sweet and jumbly!
At the ches with me she (Fortune) gan to pleye; With her false draughts (pieces) dyvers/She staal on me, and took away my fers. And when I sawgh my fers awaye, Allas! I kouthe no lenger playe.
Bode Gazzer was five feet six and had never forgiven his parents for it. He wore three-inch snakeskin shitkickers and walked with a swagger that suggested not brawn so much as hemorrhoidal tribulation.
They call me Fearless Felix.
The high-strung Frieda made the mistake of telling Frau Fleschner that she had a toothache. She was taken to a dentist. He pulled ten of her teeth! After one day, they put her back in the fields, spitting blood. She was twenty-one years old.
Muck held the whip hand.
if you do not know, reader, what a Fisher Hobbs is, you know nothing about pigs, and deserve no bacon for breakfast.
Horses are the brand value of 'Wertheimer Freres.'
Hair and hole, horn and teeth - hedgehog, walrus, ape, Josef Breuer. He
You were in the equipment shed with Corn Fritter?"
"Corndog," Will, Dr. Salter, and I say simultaneously.
Fortuna, that vicious slut.
I shall call him Tufty.
Holy cheesy fuckballs!
Jerry Ford is so dumb he can't walk and chew gum at the same time ... He's a nice fellow, but he spent too much time playing football without a helmet.
You know I prefer blondes. J.T. Hawkins, Foolish Games
louche, wearing a gauzy neck scarf and
The ferret, hunting,
eyes on the ground,
never hears footsteps
of the hawk
Fee-fi-fo-fum -
Now I'm borrowed.
Now I'm numb.
Don't you agree, fuzzball?
I'm a fucker. It's what I doFucker-- C.d. Reiss
Fields' reply: He'd think I was a sissy.
A German singer! I should as soon expect to get pleasure from the neighing of my horse.
Goosnargh, said Ford Prefect, which was a special Betelgeusian word he used when he knew he should say something but didn't know what it should be.
Mindy Lujan with her feathered hair, bullying blue-lined eyes, and potty mouth that rivaled Akhil's, managing to use fuck as a verb, an adjective, and a noun, often in the same sentence, as in, "Who the fuck does that fucking fuck think she's fucking with?
Fenwick, sitting down to
Mrs. Francis, may I introduce the Scourge of the Skies, the Terror of Dairy Farmers, the Lord of Lactose, Master of the Cheese Pirates of Snow Monkey Island, Captain Cheesebeard.
I've been asked to say a couple of words about my husband, Fang. How about short and cheap?
Ralph Waldo Pickle Chips! I don't know him.
I thought you an' I'd already settled the roles in the fucker/fuckee relationship! I guess I thought wrong!
There's the mackerel of the cornflake for you, you dirty reader of filth and nastiness.
Aubrey Davenport was dressed like a fop, had the manners of a fop, and appeared to have the intelligence of a potato.
Fisk would take care of it.
flibbertigibbets - and
Tha know where thy are we' ferrets. Ya never know
where ya are we' lasses
After Elner Shimfissle accidentally poked that wasps' nest up in her fig tree, the last thing she remembered was thinking "Uh-oh.
DeFrees, a dealer in nineteenth-century watercolors who for all her stiff clothes and strong perfumes was a hugger and a cuddler, with the old-ladyish habit of liking
Wyatt Fox. It suited him. Clean, masculine, not a syllable wasted. Like James Bond, if 007 included cowboy-marine-firefighter in his stable of personae.
Fox.
Wyatt Fox. License to thrill - and send your panties plummeting.
some evil old ruffian of a Dog-stealer
May "the Meatball" Wexler.
He who fox-like got his rank, Is wolf-like in his office.
Griff's pretty neat on his own. Scottish hedge!