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AND THE PERSON OUTSIDE TO WHOM YOU WERE speaking?" Inspector Hewitt asked. "Dogger," I said.
"First name?" "Flavia," I said. I couldn't help myself.
You should name him Fezzik."
"Inconceivable.
Call it wine, call it Quinn-sniff induced obscurity
It reminded Freddy of the World War II acronym, SNAFU. Situation normal, all fucked up.
Mulligan: invented by an Irishman who wanted to hit one more twenty yard grounder.
Fo lo, the gentil kind of the lioun! For when a flye offendeth him or byteth, He with his tayl awey the flye smyteth Al esily, for, of his genterye, Him deyneth net to wreke him on a flye, As cloth a curre or elles another beste.
Pirate Frank. Walks the Plank.
Trying to second-guess Tegan was like trying to track a tornado.
A tornado he had no business chasing.
What color is pandemonium? It sounds yellow.
And i am ... looking, i mean. you said look at you and i just want to tell you, i am. - teganTegan-- Nyrae Dawn
Cranberry Catsup
Jenny? Just as I was considering
Zen: 'I kinda went about it all wrong last night, didn't I?
Melody: 'Kinda? It was a total fustercluck.'
Don't be lasagna
Shit. With Qhuinn looking at him like that, he couldn't remember his own name. Blaysox? Blacklock? Blabberfox? Who the fuck knew ...
Mark's ideas tended to the bland, and there was no point in asking Miles, whose embittered suggestions all ran to things like Vomit Vanilla and Cockroach Crunch. Vorkosigan
gin daisy, which
Icecloud, and Hazeltail. Leafpool twitched
[ ... ]if you talk any more flummery to me, Frederica, I shall give you one of my - er - icy set-downs!(Alverstoke)
fiddlesticks" and
louche, wearing a gauzy neck scarf and
Another girl? That's awesome Shea. What are you guys going to name her, Sheanana?
I like the idea of Warrior Flitwick running to save the day by screaming, Let's do some charm harm, my snitches!
I wonder that among all the evils deprecated in the Liturgy, no one thought of inserting flitting. Is there any worse thing? Oh no, no!
What are you called?" "Georgette. How are you called?" "Jacob." "That's a Flemish name." "American too." "You're not Flamand?" "No, American." "Good, I detest Flamands.
Cranberry cock-tail for me, you dirty carpet-muncher.
You see? I have the run of this place." "Run? More like the zombie shuffle."-Yianna & Motti
A warning light flashed. Fain cursed. "Ah now you've gone and broke the damn ship, Dagan. Can't we let you do anything?" Caillen
Takin' out my freak tonight
Hakko Drazlip and the Tootle Froots.
Niki Behrikis Shanahan
Amazingly flaverly? Or flavored with amazin?
-Francis Vallejo
Nightwindflyhighfreeeeeee.
Jane Jameson."
He grinned. "Like the porn star."
I gaped at him. "What? No, Jane Jameson."
"Oh, not as fun," he said, making disappointed clucking noises.
Runny's Nicpic
One day Runny Babbit
Met little Franny Fog.
He said, "Let's have a nicpic
Down by the lollow hog."
He brought some cutter bookies,
Some teanuts and some pea.
And what did Franny Fog bring?
Her whole fog framily.
Disco-clown hooker
Sqwaak!" from Fletcher, the environmental crime fighting parrot in The Big Belch graphic novel by Kay Wood.
nocturnal purple.
Hairy monkeyballs!" I hiss. "Dogshit on a stick! Puke pancakes!"
A head pokes in. Wren, green eyes smiling, walks over to my bed.
"I knew you were awake. Who else spews such original and captivating swears?
What's her name? Claire, what's her name?
Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm
Gloria watched the swollen white orb of a hot-air balloon rising over Navy Pier and knew she had to break it off with Oliver, for he was the type who would never enjoy hot-air balloons, Van Morrison songs, or mess, whether from orgasm or otherwise. But who was she to be dreaming about mess today?
It sure is a pleasure not having Flume around in the mess hall any more. No more of that 'Pass the salt, Walt.'"
"Or 'Pass the bread, Fred.'"
"Or 'Shoot me a beet, Pete.
My beloved jay, give me a name now. call out the name you give me, looking into the deepest place in your heart. Everytime you call my name, I'll fly to you and be your wings.
Rincewind switched to High Borogravian, to Vanglemesht, Sumtri and even Black Oroogu, the language with no nouns and only one adjective, which is obscene. Each was met with polite incomprehension. In desperation he tried heathen Trob, and the little man's face split into a delighted grin.
flaxen mane and tail. The Black Forest horses had a draft-like
Hohohoho, Mister Finn, you're going to be Mister Finnagain! Comeday morm and, O, you're vine! Sendday's eve and, ah you're vinegar! Hahahaha, Mister Funn, you're going to be fined again!
I'll get you back for this," Mari whispered to MacRieve. "I don't have to use magick to make you sorry for trying to humiliate me."
"I thought your 'tube of lipstick' might bring you round. And I dinna even have to turn it on."
Her cheeks burned anew. "Are you done?"
"Canna say.
He was clad in stylish pale linen and had a squashy packet of Gallic fags jutting from his breast pocket.
Fish fiddle de-dee!
Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
If have got my spindle and my distaff ready
my pen and mind
never doubting for an instant that God will send me flax.
Teflon Panty Club
I'm coming, you impatient old coot! Keep your panties on!
-Skye yelling back to Hagan.
MY NAME IS BARSCH LA TERGAN, HEAR ME ROAR!
My name is Gilan. The King wants to see you.
Never has my flabber been so completely gasted.
She's no flibberti-gibberti mamzell, but a whir-stir-get-lost-sir bundla dynamite!
Malina looked incredulous. "Are you anything more than a Druid?"
"Of course I am. I own this shop and I play a mean game of chess, and I've been told that I'm a frakkin' Cylon."
"What's a frakkin' Cylon?"
"I don't know, but it sounds really scary when you say it with a Polish Accent.
SANE ASYLUM Ed Shank
hospital johnny.
A wild, wick slip she was
Letitia! What a name. Halfway between a salad and a sneeze.
He's wearing flannel!" Alan yelped. "He's shoving his straight in my face!
How do you call among you the little mouse, the mouse that jumps?" Paul asked, remembering the pop-hop of motion at Tuono Basin. He illustrated with one hand. A chuckle sounded through the troop. "We call that one muad'dib," Stilgar said. Jessica
Dominic Chocolate!!!
My name is Jimmy, but my friends just call me the hideous penguin boy.
Jet, I can almost remember their funny faces
CHAPTER XLV NOAH CLAYPOLE IS EMPLOYED BY FAGIN ON A SECRET MISSION
Oh, fiddle-faddle.
My name is Grey Amundsen. But Grey, she doesn't exist in here, in this slimy, smoky, sex-hazed hole. In here, I'm Gracie.
Sweet Pocket, you mustn't ask about my life before I came here. What I am now, I have always been, and everything I am is here with you."
"Sweet Thalia," said I. "That is a fiery flagon of dragon toss.
Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna' be fooled again!
I am what you call a hooligan-
... Pfiffikus, whose vulgarity made Rosa Hubermann look like a wordsmith and a saint.
*So, you're the small troublemaker who foiled Saturday's Cocigrue," said Lady Friday. Leaf, a friend of the so-called Rightful Heir , this Arthur Penhaligon. How kind of you to visit.
The Swendish queen - whose name I couldn't pronounce to save my life.
Oh, hello there. I'm Aeron Lore. You might recognise me from scenes such as sexually assaulting Leo, or trespassing in Leo's apartment and assaulting her again.
Hang on. We're leaving grass for road," Breeze warned.
"Remind me to drive next time," Jinx grumbled. "Slow down!"
"Did you lose your yarn balls, kitten?" Breeze laughed. "This is fun!"
(Jinx is part panther)
Splendiferous. That's your word. It's yellow with six legs and it's crawling up your arm.
The Black Pirate,
Emotional fuckwittage
Metaraon, with his unmerciful stare,
Slattern! What a wonderful new word. 'Slattern,' I murmur appreciatively to Patricia.
'Yes, slattern,' Bunty says firmly. 'That's what she is.'
'Not a slut like you then?' Patricia says very quietly. Loud enough to be heard, but too quiet to be believed.
homesickness rose up inside Rincewind like a late-night prawn biriani,
What's your name?" Scapegrace asked.
"Gerald," said the man.
Scapegrace pondered. Gerald the zombie just didn't have that fear-inducing ring to it. "I'm going to call you Thrasher," he said.
So his flunkies are what, pirates?
Oh, shut up Hagan. I'm not doing it for you; I'm doing it for me. I don't want your blood getting all over my outfit.
misbegotten cockwaffle.
Nina, little red bird. Don't go.
Just hopped off the plane came back from Vancouv Little white tee sum boobs & bamboo
Donald - ruler Donovan
After finding "God hates fags" written in Magic Marker on his locker Roan had cleaned it off and then wrote, also in Magic Marker, "I hate your God
Oh fizzle, he just ported," - Lexi
Aggle flabble kabble . . . snurp?
Well, I'm certainly not Ragnor Fell the exotic dancer.
You're either saying 'Isabelle' or 'fishy smell.' Could be either, to be fair.
Jude: But I thought Fancy was the Slip Kid?
Olivia: Fancy?
Ruby: He nicknamed Clancy.
Olivia: Fancy sort of suits him.
Do you ask what sort of a maid I desire or dislike, Flaccus? I dislike one too easy and one too coy. The just mean, which lies between the two extremes, is what I approve; I like neither that which tortures nor that which cloys.
That queen of secrecy, the violet.