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What are they called? Sprackles, shakums, edible sequins, glossy sugar deedeebobs, I don't know. Instead of sprinkling them on a cookie, I sprinkle them on Angel de la Guarda.
The french fry is my canvas.
Chocolate Cherry Fixer-Uppers
Suddenly,I could picture Tinker on the back of a horse somewhere: at the edge of the treeline under a towering sky ... at his college roommate's ranch, perhaps ... where rhey hunted deer with antique rifles and with dogs that were better bred than me.
Belt leather. Black pepper. Fine lace and bright feather. Tinker in town tonight, gone tomorrow. Working through the evening light. Come wife. Come daughter, I've small cloth and rose water.
Corncobs are the greatest fire-making tinder.
They will put that on my gravestone. 'Here lies Tinker, her heart was in the right place, but her foot was in her mouth and god knows where her brain went.
Kids. They're not tin cans or sheetrock. They're laughing machines. Wind them up and watch them go.
What if I take you apart and turn you into a toaster oven, how would you like that tin can?
My legs tired, ain't your legs tired!? His legs ain't Tired! He Just ... Tinktinktinktinktinktink, TinktinkTinktinkTinktink!! Just paperclips and Sparks everywhere!
A parcel of country boobies
Now sticks 'n' stones'll break ya bones, a little tokin' never hurt no one. Let's toke, toke, toke about it.
I have never yet met anyone who did not think it was an agreeable sensation to cut tinfoil with scissors.
What's a miffin?"
"Trippy muffin.
P.S. Please give my love to Tink, she always was such a funny little bug
great-grandmother's
I know it's not cat food, but what exactly is it that they put inside of tinned ravioli?
Take what the British call the "greengrocer's apostrophe," named for aberrant signs advertising cauliflower's or carrot's in local fruit and vegetable shops.
rashers of bacon.
This town of Sheffield is very populous and large, the streets narrow, and the houses dark and black, occasioned by the continued smoke of the forges, which are always at work: Here they make all sorts of cutlery-ware, but especially that of edged-tools, knives, razors, axes, &. and nails
She is called Tinker Bell because she mends the pots and kettles.
Powdered doughnuts I will look for powdered doughnuts in the wilderness here doughnuts
Either they fall down, or they make me look like Tintin," Ben complained. "It's all right for Fritz - he's the same shape as those plastic blokes in the window.
A tinker's debt is always paid: Once for any simple trade. Twice for freely-given aid. Thrice for any insult made.
Kettle thingies. Yum.
Whats up home skillet, biscuit.
No, she answered, one is of tin, and one of straw; one is a girl and another a Lion. None of them is fit to work, so you may tear them into small pieces.
Slaves of Plastic! Leather-shoe chino-pants prisoners! Haircut junkies! Dacron-shiffers!
fiddlesticks" and
Not baked goods! BAKED BADS!!!!"
--The Tick
Compared with the rest of us she was silver, while we were pewter, a common mixture of lead and tin.
We all think we're snowflakes, but we're Tinker Toys, held together by our interchangeable parts. (39)
Tailor gang they rolling up those paper planes.
Who Stole the Tarts?
Money! Ho, ho!
'T'as been my want so long, 'tis now my scoff.
I've e'en forgot what colour silver's of.
Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming
We're finally on our own
This summer I hear the drumming
Four dead in Ohio
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago
What if you knew her and
Found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know
What are those?" Nico called.
Mother's tits, Rhys,
I like sparkles; I think I'm a magpie.
Seine and Piave are silver spoons,
But the spoonbowl-metal is thin and worn
As anyone who has tinnitus knows, it's not something that you can ignore, and you have to deal with it on a daily basis.
Your love is the best tincture; it can heal my soul.
Bump in my hoopty hoopty hoop. I own that. And I aint payin my rent this month. I owe that.
Painted mafritty fritters frittering fitty fitty scented candelabra abra cadaver. Candle blah blah.
I check the list. Rubber tubing, gas, saw, gloves, cuffs, razor wire, hatchet, Gladys, and my mitts.
Only ninnies go to Penny's.
Cakes as good as the coins they cost.
I think Pringles initial intention was to make tennis balls. But on the day that the rubber was supposed to show up, a big truckload of potatoes arrived. But Pringles is a laid back company. They said, "Screw it. Cut 'em up!"
and send a big proportion to the minesweepers. Mrs Godden, the antique shop owner, says the two pleasure steamers, which used to call at Worthing, are now minesweeping.
I JUST TOOK SOME GIRL SCOUT COOKIES OUT OF THE FREEZER."
"Oh, that's okay," Blue said. "As you smelled, we just ate."
"I'll take one," the Gray Man interjected. "If they're Thin Mints.
Suburban houses and tin sheds are often the objects of ridicule.
In America time was gold; in Bangladesh, corrugated tin.
Damn deez doilies!
We're Mexi-cans not Mexi-can'ts.
Tic Tacs are the maracas of breath mints.
shopping trolleys
What have you got in there you little bastard?
You know what really fries my Puerto rican pancakes?
Through the overcast sky, I looked up and saw the tin-can planes. I watched their stomachs open and drop the bombs casually out. They were off target, of course. They were often off target.
Tis but a scratch!"
"A scratch? Your arm's off!"
"No it isn't."
"Then what's that?"
"Oh come on, pansy!
If I have a handful of silver it is because I work and my wife works, and we do not, as some do, sit idling over a gambling table or gossiping on doorsteps never swept, letting the fields grow to weeds and our children go half-fed!" (Buck, 65)
Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky-tacky, Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes all the same.
Handful was my basket name.
Never look at the brass - it only encourages them.
Cans. We don't have to think anymore. Everything is premeditated, pre-chewed, pre-felt. Cans. All you have to do is open them. Delivered to your home three times a day. Nothing any more to cultivate yourself, or let grow and boil on the fire of questions, of doubt, and of desire. Cans.
My little cup brims with tiddles.
How many cans can a canner can, if a canner can can cans?
Yowpee! I pulls my brandin' irons an' comes out a-bitin' the dust - a reg'lar Hoopalong Cassowary!
What if I told you that I put my whole life into Tintin?
Penny for your thoughts,' asked Gwen.
'Cheapskate,' said Ianto. 'Never heard of inflation? Thoughts are a bit pricier than that these days.'
'OK,' said Gwen. 'A pint down the local tomorrow for your thoughts.'
Ianto smiled. 'That's more like it.
Tell me a story,' demanded Fireflyer.
'Why? Do you eat them, too, then?'
'Only the ohs and ayes and ees and oos. The Kays are too spikey and the zeds are too buzzzy and the ones with the dots get stuck in your teeth and the esses sometimes slide down inside your vest and tickle.
And we all know how ladies get minks ... "
Popsy and Sandra chorused the answer together. "The same way minks get minks!
I love Tinkle, it's really the most fun I've had in years.
Foul cankering rust the hidden treasure frets, but gold that's put to use more gold begets.
the silver pepper of the stars.
I turned off the griddle and shoved the heavy platter at Ottavio. "Carry these in for me, willya, Ott? And the ones on top are for you."
[ ... ]
The pancakes on top had been shaped like a certain part of the male anatomy that seemed synonymous with Ottavio, to my way of thinking.
Salt! Salt! And grease! Greee-suh!"Ax
This is why you're all kernels and I'm a major general. 'Cause you got corn silk in your ears.
Coins from half a hundred distant cities, silver and gold, copper and bronze, square coins and round coins, triangles and rings and bits of bone
I've got two vices: cigarettes and taters.
Kerry Gold Irish butter.
She finds Snickers bars in the strangest places.
(She knows it's from him.)
(She wonders if they're laced with pot.)
I've got my finger in a lot of pies.
Crackers are short on sparkle.
The tannoy is crackling but I can only hear heavy breathing and snuffling.
...
Uh-oh, the tannoy is crackling again.
Sorry about that, ladies and gentlemen, I momentarily lost hold of my pie.
One life form's gold is another life form's tin can.
Sweet potato fries
They [potatoes] are good for boys cold fingers at suppertime on winter nights.
I look at a nude. There are myriads of tiny tints. I must find the ones that will make the flesh on my canvas live and quiver.
But there's this difference; one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver.
And the rest is rust and stardust.
Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?
You can't hammer tin into iron, no matter how hard you beat it, but that doesn't mean it's useless.
Don't put a lump of rock under my elbow again!
I've known Nicholas Parsons for a fairly long time and his geniune pleasures are in rubber tubes, metal clips
Those wire baskets where you leave your paperwork to die ...
Metallic trees. That's new. If you see any steel dryads, be sure to tell me so I can run away screaming.
Fried Oreos. What were we talking about before? That's pregnancy-brain for ya! Ha ha ha ha!
I'm tired of eating peanut butter sandwiches," said Molly Tinker. "I need a pizza.
The brownies can't touch that basket - it's spelled - but we can. We're supposed to take one thing out per day and put it on the silver tray on our dressers." "Spelled? How's it spelled? B-A-S-K-E-T, right?" asked Finn, obviously confused.