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So I went down the local supermarket, I said "I want to make a complaint, this vinegar's got lumps in it", he said "Those are pickled onions".
Peter Piper pecked a peck of pick of peck of pickled pepper.
Jaguar - For men who'd like hand-jobs from beautiful women they hardly know.
pocket lizard licker.
The smylere with the knyf under the cloke.
Gilly Gilleshpee
Jerrykins, or Pickled Gherkins. Lord Peter was not one of those born uncles who delight old nurses by their
Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm
Treeple - all you need is be-leaf!
I use a pick in my hair without force.
You use a lawn mower-you got peat moss.
You take them home expecting a nice English cucumber, but regrettably end up with a pickle.
If it wasn't for pick-pockets I'd have no sex life at all.
Ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too
never returned to the world they knew
and nobody knows what happened to
dear ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too
She was as hard to pin down as the last pickle in the pickle jar.
I've done bad things with relish, and good things with pickles.
The Pepper Sisters," Falk told him, "I think you just got an eyeful of the new ad campaign for their dairy."
"Were those the owners or the producers?" Jason asked.
"Both. It's an employee-owned co-op. Chemical-free too now that Pickle's quit smoking.
It'll never get well if you pick it.Pick-- Noel Coward
There have been times when a particularly heavy dose of such cynicism has caused me to reflect that surely this is the age and place of the gifted pickle sucker!
I'd never look at a pick again without wondering if it was Cole's heart.
He cocked an eyebrow. But the look in your eyes was murderous. Do you have a thing against guitar picks, or we're you hoping I'd be stupid enough to still carry my heart around with me?
Penis? Cock? Dick? Wood? Schlong? Womb broom? Clam hammer? Yogurt slinger?
24 - Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. Did Peter Piper pick a peck of pickled peppers? If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?
More than a food, the pickle was a kind of drug for tenement children, who were still too young for whiskey.
Hi, I'm Nadine Velazquez, and my green tip is: recycle.
prestidigitator,
bradawl. It was just a blunt steel spike set into a handle.
Ralph Waldo Pickle Chips! I don't know him.
Letitia! What a name. Halfway between a salad and a sneeze.
La Griffe, "The Claw." Simple and small. The index finger goes through the hole near the blade. Favored by climbers and boaters.
Jack explained. "Daisy, you were meant for me. Dane destroyed that. You're lucky I don't set you on fire right this minute. It's either you or him. Pick." Jack chewed on a tooth pick, took it out of his mouth and pointed it at her and then Dane. "Pick, pick, pick," he said, pointing back and forth.
I don't know why I love cherries and I love pickles. I eat about two or three Claussen pickles a day. Those are just things I snack on.
(Cabbages were a Kel idiosyncrasy. They were adamant about their spiced cabbage pickles.) Appearance-wise
Peppier n. The waiter at a fancy restaurant whose sole purpose seems to be walking around asking diners if they want ground pepper.
Tell me what it is, or prepare to eat harpoon.
Cruddy Mouthbreather
White
Godiva, I unpeel --
Dead hands, dead stringencies.
Carpe Scrotum. Seize life by the testicles
I like to pick my own vegetables.
Extremely ripe things are not ideal for pickling. If you pour a hot liquid over super ripe strawberries, you're going to have strawberry soup.
I'm a picker, I'm a grinner, I'm a lover and I'm a sinner. I play my music in the sun.
At the Christmas party, the secretary with the long red hair ate three pickles, and four salesmen panicked.
Good ideas, like good pickles, are crisp, enduring, and devilishly hard to make.
My finger picking is sort of a cross between Pete Seeger, Earl Scruggs, and total incompetence.
Plowboy, Dick, who sometimes came into our field to pluck blackberries from
He thought cucumbers were good enough, but pickles were delicious - so absolutely delicious, in fact, that he questioned whether they were, indeed, made from cucumbers, which were only good enough.
Something can be done with people who put pickled onions in: strangulation seems best.
pilaster, probably meant to anchor a
That was like throwing three pickled onions into a thimble!
Summerlee burst into derisive laughter. 'A ptero-fiddlestick!' said he. 'It was a stork, if I ever I saw one.
Tumbling-hair
picker of buttercups
violets
dandelions
And the big bullying daisies
through the field wonderful
with eyes a little sorry
Another comes
also picking flowers
As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. ( ... ) You don't pick out the rain that soaks you to the skin when you come out of a concert.
wup-wup-wup" - Pil and Popo
(Health 5) Carrot
My mum, a strange creature from the time when pickles on toothpicks were still the height of sophistication.
THE GRACKLE
The
Don't Listen To What People Tell You... Listen To Your Soul And Pickle Juice.
gin daisy, which
What's the handle, Zock?
Al the povere peple tho pescoddes fetten; Benes and baken apples thei broghte in hir lappe, Chibolles and chervelles and ripe chiries manye, And profrede Piers this present to plese with Hunger.
In essence, I'm a sophisticated cotton picker.
ORANGE MARMALADE',
explained, finally picking
Brrrrrr. Like a lady had handed me a pickle jar that I simply couldn't open, and I wasn't a man anymore.
untie. Clove Hitch
I undid the wrappings with great curiosity, for Holmes did not normally give gifts. I opened the dark velvet jewller's box and found inside a shiny new set of picklocks, a younger version of his own. Holmes, ever the romantic. Mrs. Hudson would be pleased.
A plant similar to sorrel. The leaf can be chewed up and applied
He's picked clean! Eaten by cats!
fishhook. It's squiggly like a worm. Something's
What the ever-loving knuckle fuck?
The mangosteen, queen of the tropical fruit.
I hold a mouses wit not worth a leke, That hath but on hole for to sterten to.
A message from a flower: "Do not pick me. I want to live".
Sometimes I'll forget a utensil's name, and I'll say, "Give me that pointy thing," as I point with my pointy finger.
I want to give myself a ridiculous nickname. Something like "Knuckle Cock," only not so flowery and romantic sounding.
Pick 'treat'. Please, for the love of God, pick 'treat'. -Trick
Lake Winnipesaukee, he
The barberry berry sticks on the small hedge,
cold slits the same crease in the finger,
the same thorn hurts. The leaf repeats the lesson.
Killer with a polo mallet.
Kerrick the weed.
Root shook his head. "Pickles are cucumbers soaked in evil," he said with his mouth full. "I refuse to associate them with my cooking.
A chemical weevil," said Jesper, "But Wylan still hasn't named it. My vote is for the Wyvil."
"That's terrible," said Wylan.
"It's brilliant," Jesper winked. "Just like you.
Cockmotherhumpershitpissbodoinkeewacker,
Pusillanimous. Talisman.
What contemptible scoundrel stole the cork from my lunch?
waistcoat-pocket,
misbegotten cockwaffle.
Dorkangelo" - Marc Hunter
Rosie Germaine Mole.
I'm the new age miner,
going to work at the company's
gold mines, where they charge me
for the pick axe
here he dug in his pockets and produced a thimble, a root, two empty tin cans, three Indian arrowheads, an apple peeler, a dried-up boll weevil, and a bent pocketknife.
Build: Vookworm, but tough
Ree sat chilled inside her squat tent. To occupy her mind, she decided to name all the Miltons: Thump, Blond, Catfish, Spider, Whoop, Rooster, Scrap ... Lefty, Dog, Punch, Pinkeye, Momsy ... Cotton, Hog-jaw, Ten Penny, Peashot ...
pickled in formaldehyde and painted like a whore, / Shrimp-pink incorruptible, not lost or gone before.
Hild fetched a lump of grey salt for Mildburh and mortar and pestle to crush it in. She loved the gritty crunch and thump under her hand. It sounded like a cat eating a bird.
A lemon drop. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of.
I would like it very much if you pulled on something of mine. Kale
voluptuous sluggard,
George Jessel's newest pick-me-up which is receiving attention from the town's paragraphers is called a Bloody Mary: half tomato juice, half vodka.
her kitten-pink tongue
Quill: An instrument of torture yielded by a goose and commonly weilded by as ass.
Sent as a present from Annam
A red cockatoo.
Coloured like the peach-tree blossom,
Speaking with the speech of men.
And they did to it what is always done
To the learned and eloquent.
They took a cage with stout bars
And shut it up inside.