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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.
Throwing stones is the birthright and duty of anyone subject to foreign rule. Throwing stones is an action as well as a metaphor of resistance.
Like a rock, standing arrow straight. Like a rock, charging from the gate.
Tore up from the floor up. Followed by a big outtie.
John Mathew
He tossed a word like a ball, never letting it fall. Instead it swam in the air, without care, strung together with an art that came straight from his heart.
Aloft, intoned the damaged man.
I throw 70 miles an hour. That's throwing like a girl.
Hee that is throwne would ever wrestle.
they threw apples for
I give him (Frank Howard during April 28, 1968 two-hitter) shoulder, back, foot and the ball last," and Frank Howard commented, "He threw everything at me but the ball.
charmed the words out of
The impact was so abrupt that those who were standing were suddenly hurled forward, staggering like drunkards while they tried to regain their balance.
She whirled around and threw the spatula, not missing my head by all that wide of a margin. I was shocked, not so much by her language but by the strength of that pitch. Usually Rachel threw underhanded and was no threat at all.
Well, I don't throw things. This particular night I brought one from the floor so to speak, and he ended up getting a cut over his head, and the police came, took him to another side of the hotel, and that was like September 6, 1981.
He threw a fireball at me. I threw a chimney stack at him - that's the London way.
Splattered all over the wall, come right up off his feet like a pulled puppet just
Flushed with the explosive shit of a sumo wrestler who ate Mexican food.
The world turned and flung me.
I am disgraced, impeached, and baffled here,
Pierced to the soul with slander's venomed spear.
I didn't have a grip on that ball. I shouldn't have thrown it.
smacking his fist into
You see, I'm not really left-handed."
"No!" Robert and Oliver spike together in joint outrage.
Sebastian's eyes widened. "An infidel! Stone him!" He looked wildly around, found a scrap of paper on the floor, and hurled it ineffectually at him. "Die, fiend, die!
Rage twisted his features. He would hurt her now, and badly, she knew that. Crack. The whip made a sound like thunder. The coil took Viserys around the throat and yanked him backward. He went sprawling in the grass, stunned and choking.
With these shreds They vented their complainings, which being answered And a petition granted them, a strange one, To break the heart of generosity, And make bold power look pale, they threw their caps As they would hang them on the horns o' th' moon, Shouting their emulation.
Bruised, beaten, shaken, weakened, tossed, thrown, lost, alone, heard, helped, healed, hope... it still works.
I have never, honestly, thrown a chair in my life.
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 was always able to throw-it's not something I consciously worked on.
And who threw it, then?" continued Rosine, speaking quite freely the very words I should so much have wished to say, but had no address or courage to bring it out: how short some people make the road to a point which, for others, seems unattainable! "That
It flew towards the roof of the net like a Wurlitzer
Major-General Sir Wilfred Bosher came to distribute the prizes at that school', proceeded Gussie in a dull, toneless voice.'He dropped a book. He stooped to pick it up. And, as he stooped, his trousers split up the back'.
'How we roared!
We were like two people standing apart on separate mountain peaks, recklessly leaning forward to throw stones at one another, unaware of the dangerous chasm that separated us.
Peaseblossom reached down to grab the goblin, and Of the Lathe the Swarf reacted quickly, thrusting his small hands into his pockets and throwing a shower of silvery scraps over the elf. Peaseblossom screamed in pain as he fell from his horse.
He whom is without typos, throw the first stone.
You don't just throw the ball - you propel it.
The art of cursing people seems to have lost its tang since the old days when a good malediction took four deep breaths to deliverand sent the outfielders scurrying toward the fence to field.
Fling but a stone, the giant dies.
On the village green an inclined strong, down which, clinging the while to a pulley-swung handle, one could be hurled violently against a sack at the other end, came in for considerable favour among the adolescent, as also did the swings and the cocoanut shies.
And friend received with thumps upon the back.
Whither thou know'est thy ass from thy elbow
One joins the movement in a valueless world, Choosing it, till both hurler and the hurled, One moves as well, always toward, toward.
you curdled clot of whores piss
You used your power to toss one rock at me?" he exclaimed, an almost comic note of incredulity in his voice.
"On the contrary," I heard Dorian say pleasantly. "I didn't use magic for that. I just threw it.
Let the galled jade wince' -
I threw down my enemy, and he fell from the high place and broke the mountain-side where he smote it in his ruin.
The times spat at me. I spit back at the times.
The message here is you cannot, under any circumstances, throw an object at an official. You just cannot do it.
With: Go Ferchios off to Allad out of this! An oldsteinsong. He threwed his fit up to his aers, rolled his poligone eyes, snivelled from his snose and blew the guff out of his hornypipe.
Henry says. He mimes a javelin throw: though in the restrained way
Become dust - and they will throw thee in the air; Become stone - and they will throw thee on glass.
A dehoy who was terribly hobble,
Cast only stones that were cobble
And bats that were ding,
From a shot that was sling,
But never hit inks that were bobble.
As I was in the air, the ball took a bad hop and caromed behind me, but I was able to catch it with my bare hand. I hit the ground, bounced back up, and threw Burroughs out at first.
Sixteen unseeing stone of disheveled male slammed into her; Robin was knocked off her feet and catapulted backwards, handbag flying, arms windmilling, towards the void beyond the lethal staircase.
Four things you can't recover:
The stone after the throw,
The word after it's said,
The occasion after it's missed,
The time after it's gone.
Bless you, my boy. Have a horseshoe." "Thank you, sir. What should I do with it?" "Throw it." "Away?" "At that peg there. Then pick it up and throw it at this
I had been pushed as far as I could stand
Anger is a boomerang.
Gods, she was as exquisite as her scent - Wham! The demons tackled him with the force of a freight train, flattening him on the field, piling on top of him.
Bundle! Chuck shouted agin, nonsensically, as he hurled himself on top of them. It was as if he were re-creating a scene from some dumb college frat movie he'd loved but no one else had ever seen.
of my hand and hit the floor with a thud.
In order to throw it, you'll need a hand. It never goes far, though, and might not land.
A wanton waste of projectiles.
The Lord of Casterly Rock made such an impressive figure that it was a shock when his destrier dropped a load of dung right at the base of the throne.
When you feel like throwing rocks, make sure they're ones no one can throw back.
Mr. Barbecue-Smith was tossed to the floor.
He hit that one like an arrow
Some random supernatural hit me hard from the side. With a shriek I went head-over-ass and landed on my face. Smooth. My wolf was real proud of that graceful move.
Eve, Jaymin (2015-01-29). Dragon Marked: Supernatural Prison #1 (p. 31). . Kindle Edition.
If you don't throw it, they can't hit it.
from the butt of the Colt at his waist.
God in His sovereign goodness often uses the painful and at times debilitating injury of a spear thrower to make us readier for His service ... One thing you discover about spear throwers is that though it's not necessary for them to be good, it's essential for them to appear good.
Throwing things horrified me. I suffered extreme, paralyzing anxiety when it came to anything remotely athletic. I wouldn't even run to catch the school bus because I knew I'd trip and then get teased for a year.
I threw the baseball I held after all. Not hard and it didn't even hit him but it almost did.
His eyes went wide with surprise.
"So you weren't really offering me a target?"
He gave a small laugh. "I didn't think you'd take me up on it.
Aim at Heaven and you will get Earth 'thrown in': aim at Earth and you will get neither.
In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud: Under the bludgeoning of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.
They that touch pitch will be defiled.
The match was a short one. The mountain brute received several gashes across his flesh that bled profusely, but the fight came to an abrupt halt when he cleaved the whip-wielding arm from his opponent's body. The crowd cheered, some cringed, and others bathed the stands in their lunch.
I dished out and suffered my fair share of bloody noses.
Duke tossed them over the roof. Earl was about to ask Duke to sit in back when he did so without prompting.
To be thrown upon one's own resources, is to be cast in the very lap of fortune.
Nothing bruise but my massive arse and my bigger ego." He blinked. "Who cast the spell on me? I can see now."
"It was me," Vaste said from behind him. "I was afraid you'd fall into me, and frankly I'm not sure I could support your 'massive ego' since I'm too busy carrying your arse.
A hard word follows us and later falls upon him who pronounced it, like a ray of vengeance..
on my rump and pushed me
and I'm thrown backward. I land on my left elbow, hear it crack. Pain splinters through me. A Scavenger looms over me. Impossible to say whether
The bowler approached the wicket at a lope, a trot, and then a run. He suddenly exploded in a flurry of arms and legs, out of which flew a ball.
vigorously than she had intended at a pile of potatoes
Ouch. Cursing - not so dashing.
Kiss my ass, demon!' Beck whooped, and shot a first in the air.
There was a sound like a garbage bag of pudding dropped off a tall building onto a sidewalk. Robert had erupted, chunks slapping off the walls in every direction.
Soon, however, it wasn't a matter of ioco or practice. In that place where they threw out beasts and garbage a lot of human blood was shed. It seems that the game of throwing the prete was invented there, the stone
So, you propel rocks at me! You'll be very sorry you ever propelled a rock at me, human.
What we call the Irish Brogue is no sooner discovered, than it makes the deliverer, in the last degree, ridiculous and despised; and, from such a mouth, an Englishman expects nothing but bulls, blunders, and follies.
Every time I conjure up a rock, I throw it.
Crap on a stick.
Curran struck at my wrist. His fingers were cat-quick, but I had spent my life honing my reflexes, and he missed.
"Well, look at that." I studied my free wrist. "Denied. Good-bye
The detonation was deafening, the blast a bruised gout of flame that drove back the airborne sand and the wind carrying it, and flung the attackers and their mounts like a god's hand, backward onto the road and off the sides.
Rashly,
And praised be rashness for it
let us know,
Our indiscretion sometime serves us well
When our deep plots do pall, and that should learn us
There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will
Raveand Rhamnusia, Goddes of Dispyte,' said Lymond acidly. 'I am trying to get you home, vide the shiten shepherd and the clene shepe, with your woolly chops spotless. The only drawback to date is that the bloody sheep is going to have to carry the shepherd, so far as I can see.
Buffeted but not broken.
Whenever you see riot footage on TV - you know, someone throwing a brick in Pakistan or somebody throwing a fiery piece of pooh through a Starbucks window up in Seattle - you ever see anybody throwing anything underhand? I think it just takes all the aggression out of the act.
I made bitterness into a wad and swallowed it. I