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Who the rut is that Nubrevnan Windwitch? And: He should really learn how to button a shirt.
Buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing. An olla
And now," cried Max, "let the wild rumpus start!
Jack Sparrow: [empties bottle of rum] Why is the rum always gone? [stands up and staggers drunkenly] Oh... that's why.
The Rum Turn Tugger is a terrible bore: When you let him in, then he wants to be out; He's always on the wrong side of every door, And as soon as he's at home, then he'd like to get about.
Lord Macon:"Went for a wee nightly run. Needed peace and quiet. Needed air in my fur. Needed fields under my paws. Needed, oh I canna -hic- explain ... needed the company of hegehogs."
Professor Lyall:"And did you find it?"
Lord Macon:"Find what? No hedgehogs. Stupid hedgehogs.
I'm Mitt Romney-and yes Wolf, that's also my first name.
Is John Motson still wearing his shepherdskin coat?
a furtive groove
Hurry up, Hodgeyboy! You run like a fat badger after Sunday tea." Mibbitwiss
Sir McHotpants Von Grabby Hands
fishhook. It's squiggly like a worm. Something's
The bedraggled warhorse of American blowhardism.
Sir Swagger Douchington the Fuck
He's made himself a rabbit-skin cap, Jim, and a rabbit-skin collar that he buttons on outside his coat. They ain't got but one overcoat among 'em over there, and they take turns wearing it. They seem awful scared of cold, and stick in that hole in the bank like badgers.
Um, um, um. Stop that thunder! Plenty too much thunder up here. What's the use of thunder? Um, um, um. We don't want thunder; we want rum; give us a glass of rum. Um, um, um!
Silly what's his name, the Shrek, whoever he was on the television this morning?
Does he have a nickname?' Diana went on remorselessly. 'I mean, 'gaiphage' is so long. Can we call him phage? Or maybe just 'G'?
What hempen homespuns have we swaggering here ...
He that pursues two hares at once, does not catch one and lets the other go.
Why is the RUM always goneRum-- Johnny Depp
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.
Pirate Frank. Walks the Plank.
I'm a cotton-headed ninny muggins.
Six biscuits, crow, hydrant!
We ought to call it something,' said Banokles thoughtfully. 'We can't just keep calling it "that big bastard horse". It ought to have a name.' 'What do you suggest?' - 'Arse Face.
Stout as a horse
yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
crapulent buffoon with the IQ of a tampon.
I am Calumny Spinks.
Between me and the satin blue sky hangs the hempen noose.
It has swung there in the faintest of breezes, waiting for me, all my life.
Lorenzo Gambini, I presume? Or would you prefer to be called - "
"Sir," I cut in before he can say Scar. "You can call me sir, if it gives you the tingles. Otherwise, let's just stick with Gambini.
It had a sort of a head on it, like a mushroom, and its color was reddish purple. It looked blunt and stupid, compared, say, to fingers and toes with their intelligent expressiveness, or even to an elbow or a knee.
Nameless McBitchypants
The rectum of Wybo Gerritszoon releases a hot fart of horror.
Sir McCoolpants Von No Touchy
will-o'-the-wisp
Mawidge is a dweam wiffin a dweam.
What was that shuck thing?" -Minho
"Magic goop that eat's people's heads, that's what it bloody was." -Newt
limerick?" asked
To-day I bake, to-morrow brew, The next I'll have the young Queen's child. Ha! glad am I that no one knew That Rumpelstiltskin I am styled.
The ram, a huge wooly creature named Hughie, with testicles that hung nearly to the ground like wool-covered footballs, shouldered his massive way into the front rank with a loud and autocratic Bahh!
coltish-looking,
Bonkie bit Garp!"
Garp bit Bonkie
Mr. Sausage Nose
I fink it is a femuw. A femuw of a winowcowus ... A a-stinct winocowus.
The poor old Duke [of Wellington]! What shall I say of him? To be sure he was born in Ireland, but being born in a stable does not make a man a horse.
Every mummer needs a dancing bear.
Rosie Germaine Mole.
A levels are approaching and Haddock's backside is a national treasure
Stubborn, snarly male.
Uncle Monty tell
But nothing ever put 'Hoppy' in the shade. No one could fail to recognize in the little figure ... the authentic gold of intellectual inspiration, the Fundator et Primus Abbas of biochemistry in England.
Carter-headed chicken.
Spring, and break thy backbone! Why don't ye spring, I say, all of ye - spring! Quohog! spring, thou chap with the red whiskers; spring there, Scotch-cap; spring, thou
Peppier n. The waiter at a fancy restaurant whose sole purpose seems to be walking around asking diners if they want ground pepper.
some evil old ruffian of a Dog-stealer
He is called the horse
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.
Gilly Gilleshpee
Loony, Loopy Lupin.
Bulges of fat appear around rump, deep gutter along back bone and over rump, breast bone covered in fat, thick fat roll on neck.
What contemptible scoundrel has stolen the cork to my lunch?
things riding mules
Wade Dooley: With a handle like that he sounds more like a western sheriff than the Lancashire bobby that he is.
And now - Piertotum Locomotor! cried Professor McGonagall.
Mum, Dad, Fergus... this is Skulduggery Pleasant
Something peculiar is happening to my head. I remember that my father was Barnaby, but I had another named Balaton. Unless that's a lake in Albania.
Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were
Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter.
What are you looking at?" I asked ...
"City slicker. What are you looking at?"
"A stupid wookie man-bear-pig who doesn't know how to mind his own business.
Would you say my head was like a pumpkin, Wooster?' 'Not a bit, old man.' 'Not like a pumpkin?' 'No, not like a pumpkin. A touch of the dome of St Paul's, perhaps.
Myrtle Elizabeth Warren - a pretty name - my name - no need for the moaning. SCORPIUS:
In what vile part of this anatomy
Doth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sack
The hateful mansion.
All the rare and royal names
Wormy sheepskin yet retains
Your Wheezy, sir, your Wheezy - Wheezy who is giving Dobby his sweater!
Weave for the mighty chestnut
A tributary crown
Of autumn leaves, the brightest then
When autumn leaves are brown
Hang up his bridle on the wall,
His saddle on the tree,
Till time shall bring some racing king
Worthy to wear as he!
The boy's (Hack Wilson) got talent and desire, but he ain't got no neck.
THE DOMESTICATION OF HUNCH
Tockytock, tockytock
clumped our Alpine, Edwardian cuckoo clock,
slung with strangled, wooden game.
Rumi is astounding, fertile, abundant, almost more an excitable library of poetry than a person.
Some genius of the South
With blood-hot eyes and cane-lipped scented mouth,
Surprised in making folk-songs from soul sounds.
piece of Turkey carpet
The truth is, Pierre - " "Percy.
This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy, this Senior Junior, giant dwarf ... Cupid.
a misbegotten cockwaffle.
Orange, Longbottom.
Donald - ruler Donovan
Who is this repulsive dwarf?
What bosom beast not in his country's cause?
I want my chirfugging goose back!
Maggot, I'm going to pull a rabbit out of your hat!
Bertie, the boys are trying to eat my boyfriend!' - Peaseblossom
I bet his mother was a wyvern.
-Scamp
Shaggy wrapper, flapping hat, and muddy legs, was rather
Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
Those half-learn'd witlings, num'rous in our isle
As half-form'd insects on the banks of Nile
A Whig is properly what is called a Trimmer - that is, a coward to both sides of the question, who dare not be a knave nor an honest man, but is a sort of whiffing, shuffling, cunning, silly, contemptible, unmeaning negation of the two.
GILDEROY LOCKHART T
It is that word 'hunny,' my darlings, that marks the first place in The House at Pooh Corner at which Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's
I'll be back at sea by then," Bradshaw put in, "so I'll comfort myself with the knowledge that you'll name
the infant after me."
"I don't think 'Half-wit' will pass muster with Georgie, but I'll let her know that's your suggestion.