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Loosen your girdle and let er fly!
When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover.
I could fall
And there's nothin' else I can do
Breathe, Emma. Now is not the time to swoon.
I caught an elbow playing basketball
Screaming again and again and again and again and again and again... . please stoooooooop.
Happines is like mercury. Hard to hold, and when we drop it, it shatters into a million pieces. Maybe the bravest of all are those who have the courage to reach for it again.
I think my liver hurts.
I think I'm going to vomit.
My heroine already is, and is Hulga.
Have a heartattack!
I started screaming today.
Remington, for God's sake, stop burping.' 'It's my burp-day.
Hobey-Ho, let's go.
People of ze wurl, relax!
glared an upset glare
Come knit hands, and beat the ground in a light fantastic round
My legs have the strength of mashed potatoes. I'm cold and clammy and my stomach churns like I vomited. That's because I did, in the viewing room, and I discovered that yellow bile does not blend well with red velvet industrial carpeting. My crowning achievement in overreaction.
For I am come a whirlwind of wasted things
and I will ride this tantrum back to God
Shut your damn mouth.
Screamed like a manic cheerleader heaping encouragement on her high school's punt returner as he breaks through the first wall of blocks.
Springing into the air, I spun and delivered a nasty I-hope-someone-sees-this spin kick.
Run in circles, scream and shout,
Have a day when you wish you could vomit words, but can only dry heave.
I didn't have a grip on that ball. I shouldn't have thrown it.
Repent, Harlequin," said the Ticktock Man. "Get stuffed," the Harlequin replied.
I'm screaming at the top of my voice
I swung my head around and
Laugh as much as you can.
Drink from my emotional offerings.
let your love outLove-- Roald Dahl
Surrender. Surrender.
Jump to another weird sick disappointment just coming over the horizon.
Wind is blowing past me and I open my eyes to look at the bridge above me. But I see only Harlin. And as I fall, he mouths, I love you.
I just let it roll. Like a hot turd down a hill.
I'm not throwing away my shot.
So for now wave good-bye leave your hands held high
Be happy, Feyre.
I am sick as a horse.
Tut, man, don't sprawl there. Get up and put your shoulder to the wheel.
Open your mouth wide A universal sigh
Kind pity chokes my spleen.
Rejoice while you can breathe.
Harlots shall be made pure by their own tears. But you publicans shall be held down by the chains of your own judgement.
You have to throw yourself away when you write.
I can't breathe.
crying, and go in the toilet bowl
Let joy of the Lord make you rejoice.
Throw high risers at the chin; throw peas at the knees; throw it here when they're lookin' there; throw it there when they're lookin' here.
Ease up, the play is over.
Pigskin crackling on my thumb, nummy nummy I hate pain.
Lay on, McDuff, and be damned he who first cries, 'Hold, enough!
Drink down all unkindness.
Don't Worry, Be Hapi.
Fill your lungs. Beat your heart.
Harpernus Stoyan, if you can't behave yourself and go and turn all Roman hands and Russian Fingers under that comforter, you're going to have to sit on the couch, Stephanie snapped, sounding for all the world like a stern schoolteacher.
A squee is a spontaneous expression of delight. SQUEE!
Crying is not an option.
Save your breath for screaming,
My heart in an uproar.
Go waste your poison on someone else.
HARHARBLOODY HAR. Put that in your pipe hole and smoke it, society!
If you throw up," Kles said unsympathetically, "remember not to face the wind."
"Yeah, Koko. You're the one who's been complaining about doing the same things lately," Leech said. "Enjoy it."
"Oog, and double oog," was all Koko could say.
Big bad merc, down with a basic hip toss. In your place I'd be blushing.
Stow your twitchy palm!
Fight back. Bite back.
Throw your hands up in the air and celebrate life.
throwing the football. But instead
Its my birthday wish me happy birthday horus said happy birthday I yelled now shut up
No. See, when you throw up you're vomiting, but when you throw down you're starting a fight, as in throwing down the gauntlet."
"Ohhhh," he said. "I thought you were speaking literally."
"I do beg your pardon. Let's literally throw up, but figuratively throw down.
I can't control my frustration.
This whole huddle thing really pisses me off.
I don't know whether to toss you through that window or shake your hand and say 'Well done' Henry said in a tired voice.
Peeple of zee wurl, relax
Don't let yourself get yourself down-- Sunny Basra
crying yes risk joy
I'm coming down on the next pitch, Krauthead.
Freeze or panic.
That's what Jagulars always do," said Pooh, much interested. "They call 'Help! Help!' and then when you look up, they drop on you."
"I'm looking down," cried Piglet loudly, so as the Jagular shouldn't do the wrong thing by accident.
That's it, cupcake. You're going down.
Touche, mon ami. Too fugging shay.
Feel the joy .. feel the happiness.
Don't postpone joy
SHUT UP!...PADLE!
myself under control.
Time to embrace the suck, babydoll. Unpack the heathen.
Laugh, but weep at the same time. If you cannot weep with your eyes, weep with your mouth. If this is still impossible, urinate.
The quarterback must go down, and he must go down hard
Suddenly I had to laugh. It was like realising you definitely need to projectile vomit when you thought you had it under control in some imprisoning form of public space.
If I feel like King King, I'll throw like King King.
Have some Jell-O
My heart is flapping wings against my throat.
Turn and burn, baby.
smile a little, and let myself go too.
How're we gonna bring the big hag round?" said Big Yan.
"I heard where ye has to put someone's heid between their legs," said Rob doubtfully.
Daft Wullie sighed and drew his sword. "Sounds a wee bit drastic tae me," he said, "but if someone will help me hold her steady-
May the pigs of fate fly you safely home.
I didn't fall in love with you, Tate. I flew.
Feel the victory inside you.
I'm turning into a Ho
Furiously and gorgeously write your ass off.