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Tiptoe through the tulips with me.
Hirsute? What does that mean?'
'Hair, you ninny, hair!
You can call me gay or a tutti-frutti
But I won't touch it until I know whose booty
My little cup brims with tiddles.
Howdy-hi, she sings. As usual, she's over-the-top bubbly-like Mary Poppins
Tatiana is a ridiculously curvy thing of dreams, with smooth succulent thighs, long strawberry blond cascading beneath a teal bandana, and a nympho sparkle in her eyes that says pick me, lick me, spank me, or I punish you. Raw innocence and mayhem at once.
With Angela drawn to the hangdog look and Malachy lonely after three months in jail, there was bound to be a knee-trmbler.
A knee-trmbler is the act itself done up against a wall, man and woman up on their toes, straining so hard their knees tremble with the excitement that's in it.
Turd-eating son of a flying tortoise
If I hear the word 'perky' again, I'll puke.
flared out at the bottom. She wore so
pocket lizard licker.
It teekles nozzing like Jock Torrance would like to teekle you, madame.
Cancer. Rhymes with "dancer" and "you just shit your pants, sir".
You should see what she's wearing, Callie. It's velvet. Canary yellow velvet. Turban to match. She looks like a furry banana.
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
You're a brave, brave girl, Tula" Gaby told her.
"I know", said the little girl. "I got it from you.
Ballycumber (ba-li-KUM-ber) n.
One of the six half-read books lying somewhere in your bed.
So was hir jolly whistel wel y-wette.
Madeline Hatter. Her lavender-streaked teal hair exploded around her in messy curls. The polka-dotted, striped, and lacy layers of her skirt were bunched and fluffed. Her teacup hat tilted low over one ear. "Whoops,
Do I need a safe word?" "You either tust me or you don't, Emily
The curvy woman likes to show skin in the right ways - and she should!
friend Pepper Taylor," Vivienne pointed left,
Noodly: the act of being noodle-like, as in, Vivia drinks one Red Beach and she feels noodly.
revealing a layer of pudge around her middle.
Mr. Tulip lived his life on that thin line most people occupy just before they haul off and hit someone repeatedly with a wrench.
Timid Katy no more.. I'd moved onto good ole B&E.
coltish-looking,
I'm a bit of a 'Throny,' as I think the 'Game of Thrones' fans refer to themselves.
Rank, rump-fed harpy.
I'm not the biggest Miley Cyrus fan. I'm not the risque type.
I can't even say the word 'titmouse' without giggling like a schoolgirl.
Tulip hated this feeling. The last time she had felt this way, she had been utterly humiliated and deeply hurt. She couldn't imagine allowing herself to be charmed by another handsome man only to be heartbroken again. But she was different now, wasn't she? Stronger, bolder, and indeed more worldly.
Tuppy wiped a fair portion of Hampshire out of his eye, and peered round him in a dazed kind of way ...
I hate that would. Straight. At the very least, those of us who are nonstraight should get to be called curvy. Or scenic. Actually, I like that: 'Do you think she's straight?' 'Oh no. She's scenic.
When I was still a piccanin she tutuzela'd me on her back, a back-to-front kangaroo. Snug in the hollow of her back, I felt her humming and singing seep into me." (from "Blood Orange: A Novel" by Troy Blacklaws)
My baby she's a long and lean, you mess with her you see a man get mean.
tomboy. I'm actually
Away with the flat of herFlat-- Jojo Moyes
around her slender waist.
cheery as a cherrio
Baby booty, juicy fruity, truck stop cutie, road side beauty, I'm in love with you.
moonshadow, tall
I'm a girl who's curvy, and I'm Latvian, but I don't have hips, and I have a tiny waist.
Noo-Noo would turn into a tummy with feet if she ate as much as she'd like to eat. Knot What it Seams.
I'm a little bit like a turducken: I'm sort of like an Indian person, wrapped in a British person, wrapped in an American kind of thing.
Brainy. Definitely the new Sexy.
Wat's tes-tees?" inquired a small voice. Jemmy had abandoned his rocks and was looking up at me in profound interest. "Er ... " I said. I glanced round the room in search of aid. "That's Latin for your balls, lad," Roger said gravely, suppressing a grin.
It's not tiddlywinks now, is it?..... NZ Rugby Legend
The word that comes to mind is 'beefcake', Zane drawled, looking Ty over, appreciating the view
"Mission accomplished then!" Ty said happily as he turned around to face Zane again. He frowned suddenly. "Is beefcake one word or two?"
Zane laughed. "Who cares when you've got a great ass?
She was wearing her new purple miniskirt with the split up the side and an incredibly bright red lipstick she had bought off the internet that was guaranteed to drive boys wild
The twelve months ...
Snowy, Flowy, Blowy,
Showery, Flowery, Bowery,
Hoppy, Croppy, Droppy,
Breeze, Sneezy, Freezy.
Her waist goes in , her hips come out, her long black hair is coiled into a smooth bun on the top of her round head. She is very restful to the tired eye.
Violet Markey.There's more to you than meets the eye.
coat that she always
I stole the y, and what was yours is now ours.Stole-- Jarod Kintz
You twirl a mean pizza, Honey...
She got the way to move me, Cherry, she got the way to groove me.
The bisy larke, messager of day.
The preacher said, "She looks tar'd.' "Women's always tar'd,' said Tom. "That's just the way women is, 'cept at meetin' once an' again.
the merry green eyes and a roguish dimple
She got a long pointed nose and big fleshy mouth. Lips look like black plum. Eyes big, glossy. Feverish. And mean. Like, sick as she is, if a snake cross her path, she kill it
Are you a Tigger or an Eyore?
Cheyenne. Created from the finest Belgian lace over ivory sateen, it fit Anna like
Small, short-sighted, blonde, barbed - she reminds me of a bright little hedgehog.
Kaylin. The shape of a girl on the edge of the long climb into adulthood.
Gilly Gilleshpee
(Britney Spears) went in for knee surgery and came out a little top heavy.
Wait for me Tabby
I'm in shape...Round's a shape.
Pretty as a pineapple," pronounced
An extraordinary dancer, whose blend of tautness and buoyancy is not only exciting but also suggestive of clarity and immediacy with which dance can communicate deep, conflicting emotions.
pony, mashed potato, alligator, watusi, twist, jerk.
Mistress of the grisly and the glutinous
Marlys was a sturdy woman in her fifties, white curls clinging to her scalp like vanilla frosting. She wore rimless glasses, a homemade red-checked gingham dress, and low-topped Nikes. Short-nosed and pale, she had a small pink mouth that habitually pursed in thought, or disapproval.
I'm really a pussycat - with an iron tail.
Mr. Tracy Tupman - the too susceptible Tupman, who to the wisdom and experience of maturer years superadded the enthusiasm and ardour of a boy in the most interesting and pardonable of human weaknesses - love.
She look like she ain't long for this world but dressed well for the next.
I have a bit of a frustrated dancer in me.
In her bottled up is a woman peppery as curry,
a yam of a woman of butter and brass,
I'm a...an otaku faery.
I want purple trews, lass," Drustan called over the door.
"No," she said irritably.
"And a purple shirt.
An alkie in full defiant
I thought I was the wrong shape: that Miss Marple would be much fluffier than me, much more wearing shawls and things. But I was persuaded, and now, well - I can only do it my way.
Obstinate, headstrong girl!
Fierce wee thing. There's my brave lass.
When I have you bent over this couch, which one of your names should I moan?
Ulysses, darling," she whispered, "you don't mind that I'm a round-heeled tart."
"Nonsense. You're my cherry tart. Ripe and oh-so sweet, you naughty girl."
-Angelia Sparrow, Cherry Tart
O woman shapely as a swan.
Tullio and his date leave, thinking once again how much he wanted
I might look like a honey-eyed schoolgirl on the outside, in my skirt with its regulation four-inches-above-the-knee hem. But I'll rip those tassels off your shoes, old man. Just try Googling me.
I think it's hilarious when people call Jessica Alba or Eva Longoria curvy. Come on. They're not curvy. They're small. I'm curvy.
Ty is like... a ninja on crack.
I think Zippy is part of me, but I'm not Zippy.
THTL - too hot to live
If I thought being kissed by Tyr had been what kissing was all about, I had been wrong. This kiss trampled Tyr's kiss, threw it to the ground, and danced on its grave.
She was wearing something in purple suede that was too short for a skirt and too long for a belt.
Tuscan sausages are smaller than their American cousins, each one demarcated with a string, a graceful loop drawn tightly into a knot - looping and tightening, looping and tightening, a symmetrically floppy, aesthetically appealing rhythm.
Koko B. Ware ... his mom's first name was Tupper.
Head into the children's bedroom, where our babysitter, Teri, is presiding over a massive game of Twister. Minnie doesn't understand Twister, but she understands rolling around on the mat, getting in everyone's way, so that's what she's doing.
I'm not a notch on a belt."
"You could never be a notch, London Chantelle. You're the whole belt, sugar.