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Well, one of the best things is workin' with Muddy.
The rare derpicus man is know to live near the himalayas, in a cave made purely of dead weevils. His native tounge is unknown, but what I've translated contains a grat amount of the words, "pootis, derp, poop, and nnnnyyyyaaaaannnn!
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.
Got it. Demon. Death. Doom.
A running machine, that glides over mud, crud and goop.
Who can (make) the muddy water (clear)?
A man has usually to work through much mud before he gets his nugget.
So what's your favorite Synism? (Kiara)
Duwad. (Nykyrian)
Which means? (Kiara)
You're not old enough for me to answer that. Hell, I'm not even old enough to say it. (Nykyrian)
And SpiderOak passed the mud-puddle test.
Live like a mud-fish: its skin is bright and shiny even though it lives in mud.
True Devdas are Authors
I am a weak, ephemeral creature made of mud and dream. But I feel all the powers of the universe whirling within me.
Enemies of the Heir, beware! You'll be next, Mudbloods!
fractious, four-legged children of Satan,
My feet are wet," said Mr. Dreary.
"You lack the proper gear," I said. We teetered along a trickle of land that wound between water and mud. "Here in the swamp, even the swans wear rubber boots.
Kept stepping into the same mud puddle and expecting it to be dry.
Though she knew she should probably be frightened at the sight, instead Mia took a deep breath, combed her fingers through her air, and stepped out of the alley, right into a slop pile of what she hoped was mud.*
* It was not mud. Alas.
doodle, v.: I have more fun when it's freedom
I remember my mother finding mud somehow and putting it on the sting.
How can you defame mud when such a beautiful flower grows from it?
It does not matter what muds you will ever know
as long as you make them A White Lotus.
Petra Hermans
Babaji
September 19, 2016
Discombobulated.
A mere like this might be bottomless mud, like the one at home they used to drown the buggers in.
Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure.
In the yard of the inn, Daffy Cadwaladyr introduced himself. "Short for Davyd," he said pleasantly.
The Londoner looked as if she'd never heard a sillier name in her life.
Fuck-a-doodle-do.-- Jay Stringer
Ashurbanipal." Oh, baby, keep talking dirty to me.
Noodly: the act of being noodle-like, as in, Vivia drinks one Red Beach and she feels noodly.
You don't get it boy ... this isn't a mudhole ... its an operating table. (KRAKKKKK) And I'm the surgeon.
You been mud wrestling..?' 'Only with my conscience.' 'Really? Who won?' 'Well, it was one of those rare occasions when violence really doesn't solve anything.
I, too, saw God through mud - The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled. War brought more glory to their eyes than blood, And gave their laughs more glee than shakes a child.
Dandyism is a species of genius.
My wife went to a beauty parlor and got a mudpack; for two days she looked nice, then the mud fell off.
I had been found in a mud puddle at 4:30 in the morning.
Lumpyface Lumpyhead
People in Haiti eat dirt because it gives their starving bodies a false sense of satisfaction. But mud pies don't fill. They merely mask real hunger. [...] I saw the mud pies as a metaphor for the life of any Christian who has ever looked to something or someone other than God for fulfillment.
When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed.
In one huge leather-gloved fist Jollyby held up a large, madly kicking hare by its ears.
'Son of a bitch,' Dauntless said. 'He caught it.'
Dauntless was a talking horse. She just didn't talk much.
Muddy Waters he play in the river Joan Rivers she play in the mud Swami guru play in a big salad bowl Counting lettuce and chewing his cud
Quentin Sollys: the Once and Future King of Spiders.
EXTINCTATHON, Monitored by MaddAddam. Adam named the living animals, MaddAddam names the dead ones. Do you want to play?
discombobulated around
The Dagda, who reigned just before the coming of the Milesians, was the greatest of the De Danann. He was styled Lord of Knowledge and Sun of all the Sciences. His daughter, Brigit, was a woman of wisdom, and goddess of poetry. The Dagda was a great and beneficent ruler for eighty years.
Rise so high, in mud you lie.
sand-bar, sorrowful
Never throw mud. You may miss the mark, and you'll have dirty hands.
Well fiddle dee dee!
fishhook. It's squiggly like a worm. Something's
Splendiferous. That's your word. It's yellow with six legs and it's crawling up your arm.
The work of the world is common as mud.
Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust.
But the thing worth doing well done
has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.
He who slings mud generally loses ground.
between Scylla and Charybdis,
If you have to live in the mud for a while, you must not resist being a frog for a while!
When beetles fight these battles in a bottle with their paddles
and the bottle's on a poodle and the poodle's eating noodles ...
... they call this a muddle puddle tweetle poodle beetle noodle
bottle paddle battle.
Obscure, like muddy waters.
The centipede was happy, quite, Until a toad in fun Said, "Pray, which leg goes after which?" This worked his mind to such a pitch, He lay distracted in a ditch, Considering how to run.
A Dandy is a clothes-wearing Man, a Man whose trade, office and existence consists in the wearing of clothes.
Nameless McBitchypants
Vortexy.
"Is that even a word?" I ask myself
"You're talking to yourself, so who the hell cares?" I reply
A detestable, viscous place populated by slugs
We re all muddlers. The thing is to see is when one's got to stop muddling.
The drenched backyard full of runoff, and tiny, slimy, uncertain yard critters who had expected to remain buried in months of hard mud, peeking their heads out into the balmy New Year's air, asking, Wait, what?
Doverey, no proverey - Trust but verify.
Live in the world like a waterfowl. The water clings to the bird, but the bird shakes it off. Live in the world like a mudfish. The fish lives in the mud, but its skin is always bright and shiny.
The most I have to fear while hiking in Warwickshire and Worcestershire, the two historic British counties closest to my city home in Birmingham, is whether or not the mud awaiting me in the narrow lanes ahead is deep enough to foul my socks.
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's
Um, Sparrow ... did I really hear you say dagnabbit?
It is easy to face Death and Fate, and the things that sound so dreadful. It is on my muddles that I look back with horror
on thethings that I might have avoided.
is the answer none of the above
crouched in a hole like a mud-streaked fugitive
everyday a different version of
pouring it away like a water through a sieve
Hockey would be a great game ... if played in the mud.
Wednesday is pizza day at Chadham High. The lunchroom smells like a cross between a sewer and a dead skunk. Chadham High pizza consists of a cardboard crust and sauce made of mud, topped with some kind of fungus that looks suspiciously like phlegm pretending to be cheese.
Do you even know what hammerd means?" I asked.
"Something to do with drinking your American beer out of a hole in the side of a can?"
Dave reached over and slapped him on the shin. "Close enough.
The spirit of Mayfair beats in the soul of dandies and dandizettes everywhere.
Then came the pak-pak-pak of DeVontay's rifle.
Mum, Dad, Fergus... this is Skulduggery Pleasant
Zaphod Beeblebrox crawled bravely along a tunnel, like the hell of a guy he was. He was very confused, but he continued crawling doggedly anyway because he was that brave.
Puddleglum's my name. But it doesn't matter if you forget it. I can always tell you again.
I was at Woodstock. In the mud.
My soul is possessed by this devil my new name is Rain Man.
Dwayne's only companion at night was a Labrador retriever named Sparky. Sparky could not wag his tail - because of an automobile accident many years ago, so he had no way of telling other dogs how friendly he was. He had to fight all the time. His ears were in tatters. He was lumpy with scars. ***
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Dont you know... I'm the boggyman."-St. Dane
Boogey boogey boogey
I swear, Oliver, when did you become such a stick-in-the-mud?"
"I've always been a stick-in-the-mud." Her brother cast her a thin smile. "I just hid it beneath all the debauchery."
She sniffed. "I wish you'd hide it again. It's quite annoying.
Word For The Day BOONDOGGLE (BOON dahg'uhl) n. A pointless project. Work of no value, done merely to appear busy. Alternate Word ICKY (IK ee) adj. Very distasteful; disgusting.
Edd, fetch me a block.
face touchage"
"lame-sauce"
"Sulky McSulkerton
dd
nptajf907075-- D
Right. So you haven't been spending every spare hour round at geeky and slaphead's, then?"
"Don't call them that. They have names." Although privately I had my own names for them: octopus and trouser python.
What is it with folks always talking about where they're from? You could grow up in a muddy ditch, but if it's your muddy ditch, then it's gotta be the swellest muddy ditch ever.
He was a dandy with on eear cocked, a gleam on his claw and a glint in his eye. He sauntered through the market square elegant and tattered, admired and cursed: a highwayman, a gentleman thief. His name was Taggle, for the three kittens had been Raggle, Taggle, and Bone.
Shaggy wrapper, flapping hat, and muddy legs, was rather
Under the beautiful moonlight, there remains no ugly reality; even muds turn into the diamonds!
Gundhrold's head lowered until his massive beak was only inches away from Amos's nose. "I am a son of the desert. This was once my home - the home of all my kind. I know every crag, every slope, every crick and hollow-"
Amos rolled his eyes. "Every blatherin' speck o' sand?
I really wanted to go chunky-dunking tonight." Chunky-dunking is what Bella and her friends called skinny-dipping.
Never throw mud. You may miss your mark, but you will have dirty hands.
Exasperated, Dee began, "Molly-" "I'm not hearing you. I can't hear you. Can you hear anything, Del?" "Only some whining. I thought it was a mozzie. If it keeps going, I'm getting the fly swat and smack it a good one.
Puddleglum!" said Jill. "You're a regular old humbug. You sound as doleful as a funeral and I believe you're perfectly happy. And you talk as if you were afraid of everything, when you're really as brave as - as a lion.
Dee loves it here. Before you came, she spent most of her days here."
To Daemon, my arrival was the beginning of the end. The apocalypse. Kat-mageddon. "You know, I'm not going to get your sister in trouble."
"We'll see.
What's in the cave, Russell?' Madigan asked with heavy sarcasm.
I shrugged. 'Rocks. Lots of 'em.'
'Don't patronize me.' His voice lowered to a hiss. 'What else is in the cave?'
I looked him straight in the eye and spoke one word.
'Mud.