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Very Like a WhaleWhale-- Ogden Nash
Ben: You're gonna get arrested.
Lindsey Meeks: You can't sell your tickets!
Ben: That's why you ran across the whole field? ... Wait, you've got to tell me - was it spongy?
I'm in shape. Round is a shape.
His nose was the size of a small fist and resembled a deformed potato.
Prodigies! Geniuses! Artists! The lumer-lumpen are some of the most sensitive, the most brilliant, the wisest creatures on the earth or inside of it. There is more wisdom in the head of a lumpen than you will find in all the libraries of the world ... If only they could speak ...
the wrinkled sleeve of the head
Darling, you know how I like the sight of a stiff one.
flared out at the bottom. She wore so
voluptuous sluggard,
Incredibly fond.
Is it nice, my preciousss? Is it juicy? Is it scrumptiously crunchable?
I like my women soft and round. His blue gaze burned into hers. I don't lie, Becca. I love your body, every single curve, every dimple, every scar.
Shaggy wrapper, flapping hat, and muddy legs, was rather
I have a very nappy, curly head.
Sliced off like a chicken neck and stuck with a hatpin. Reminded me of my husband." Lula leaned forward so she could whisper. "You talking about size? Was your man's part that big?" "Heck no," Grandma said. "His part was that dead.
Straight? So is spaghetti until you heat it up
Prickly
When I'm feeling
porcupine-y,
I get nasty,
I get whiny.
Stay away or
I might stick you.
My sharp words are
quills to prick you.
Lugubrious and pretentious at the same time.
The camera hound of the future wears on his forehead a lump a little larger than a walnut.
Is it solid or cream filled?" Dallas screams.
Out, beefy. The women folk have work to do."
Bish laughed and pointed to himself. "I'm beefy, I suppose."
"Well, no one else in this room has his arms stuffed into his sleeves like sausage casings, now do they?
Safe word is Pickle
But, soft! methinks I do digress too much,
How can you be dour when you have a tiny duck?
Bump stood in the middle of the room, wrapped in a heavy fur coat, with a black silk top hatcovering his fuzzy head and unnecessary sunglasses hiding his pale face. He looked like the Abominable Snowpimp.
His neck is thin, and his Adam's apple prominent, as though he has swallowed a peach pit at some point in his life and it has been lodged there ever since.
Squamous. He did not need to look it up. He knew. They
Stubborn, snarly male.
Blowed if I ain't all in a muck sweat,' said the Giant, puffing like the largest railway engine. 'Comes of being out of condition. I suppose neither of you young Ladies has such a thing as a pocket-hankerchee about you?
He was aloe vera, rough and prickly on the outside, but the inside held all the gooey goodness.
Hatred, like straw, makes for a lumpy mattress.
My face is round, and my cheeks are pinchable, and my ears stick out farther than I'd like.
Somewhere in the shape sighs take.
I am like a brick.Brick-- Amrish Puri
Sorry about the
squishy in your shoe. Must've
been something I ate.
Her somewhat overly round head was wedged deep within her shoulders on a short body; it sat right upon it, as though there had never been such a thing as a neck, what a superfluous contraption.
I've always been a little soft. I like to eat.
Look at me! I'm a puffy pink cloud!
There's 5 levels of fatness! Fluffy is one of the levels. There's big, healthy, husky, fluffy and damn.
Balefully at his figures, rumpling a hand through his
Astonishingly slimy and dangerous
with an unexpected wave in the middle and a mild curl at the ends. A hat maker would have deemed it a wide head while a modeling agency would regard it as round,
I've spent years studying all sorts of creatures. Do you know what I've noticed? The ones that build themselves the toughest, strongest shells for protection...inside, they're nothing but squish.
Squish?
Goo. Jelly. Squish.
Godzilla sized dick.
Amidst the soft variety I'm lost.
You're sparse." "Sparse?" "You're rake thin with obese emotions." His
Is tall and rangy, with muscled thighs that start three inches apart. She looks like she probably runs up a mountain every day and doesn't even know what a KitKat is.
Her hair was down. It was real long. He hadn't known that. It hung down the front of her josie and kind of curled around those ... those big round places that he tried not to think about. Her ... her round places were really round. And they had points on the end of them.
piece of Turkey carpet
thick negroid lips
soft. Her hand was so soft, like cat fur, like bird feathers, like...everything soft he could think of. Her thumb caressing the corner of his mouth and her lips when they first touched his were tentative.
Hard. That was what he looked like. That was what you first noticed about him: a hard, chiselled face, like that that of some ancient Greek statue.
He had a broad face and a little round belly, that shook, when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
Hey, my spaghetti's moving!" cried Mr. Twit, poking around in it with his fork.
"It's a new kind," Mrs. Twit said, taking a mouthful from her own plate which of course had no worms. "It's called Squiggly Spaghetti. It's delicious. Eat it up while it's nice and hot.
My friend had a funny remark; he told me everybody has something - some people have a big butt, some people are insecure and at least you know what it is, even if it's a lump on your head. I know I have a lump on my head.
Ham's substantial, ham is fat. Ham is firm and sound. Ham's what God was getting at When He made pigs so round.
I've got an adjective that just fits you.
undemonstrative in a burly fat-pig style
A parcel of country boobies
sometimes decided to be truculent and unyielding, like a grouchy toddler -
Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes - like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night
- little flakes of me, my impressions, my selections, are settling down on the image of her. The real shape wil be quite hidden in the end.
smooth, some lean, some stout, and all of them had ample muscles
A poem begins with a lump in the throat
iconoclastically.
Is there any spot on his body that isn't hard? Tonsils? Kidneys? Oh! His tongue ... silky little devil.
Oh," I said. I felt like I'd just swallowed a boot: sick and lumpy. "Are you okay?" the blond kid asked me. "You look like you just swallowed a boot.
Once you start parsing a face, it's a peculiar item: squishy, pointy, with lots of air vents and wet spots.
Sweetly and subtly perfumed ... so soft it is best eaten with a spoon, a tenderness more appealing to gourmets than to those who have to pick, ship, handle and store it in constant fear of ruinous spoilage.
so full of shapes is fancy
Strong as stone, supple as a sapling.
Special kinda warm,
had a smattering of chest hair that looked
occasional puke puddle.
He is a gross man-mountain balanced on strangely tiny feet. Not fat, vast.
Here Skugg lies snug As a bug in a rug.
cheery as a cherrio
Lucy, has he not rather the air of an incipient John Bull? He used to be slender as an eel, and now I fancy in him a sort of heavy dragoon bent - a beef-eater tendency. Graham, take notice! If you grow fat I disown you.
Everything is Dinky Doo.
A brisk, bright, blue-eyed fellow, a very neat figure and rather under the middle size, never out of the way and never in it.
I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me.
My natural hair texture is very kinky.
It's like a meatloaf.
Splendiferous. That's your word. It's yellow with six legs and it's crawling up your arm.
'Curvy' is just a polite way of saying 'fat.'
Does Raggedy Ann have a cotton crotch?
I feel like a brick made of porridge.
You're so square, baby, I don't care.
Her lips were tightly glued together, her chin protruding, her whole layout that of a girl who intended to stand no rannygazoo.
I'm very soft, you know!
Tighter than a straight man's butt cheeks in prison
fishhook. It's squiggly like a worm. Something's
The thick plottens.
Scrawny little mundane bastard.
Do you wanna see something swell?
Not a softness anywhere about me,
Only whalebone and brocade.
Size without shape is grotesque.
A very scurvy fellow.
I am shrunken and shriveled inside, a rotten chestnut hidden beneath a deceptively smooth shell
Her ruddy brown skin had the texture of pebbled linoleum.
He's got a pointy bald head, and too much flesh hanging around his neck. The resulting combination gives him an unlikely yet striking resemblance to an uncircumcised penis. I secretly call him Rumpelforeskin.