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I could not believe this. I was going to be hacked to shreds to the accompaniment of applause.
One of These Days I'm Going to Cut You Into Little Pieces.
Gregor lifted the knife and slammed it down. The tops of the carrot rolled across the table, some hitting the floor. "What are you doing?" "I'm chopping carrots." "Gregor, they are carrots! not tree branches." "I fail to see the difference.
I'm from the South, and there's a different understanding of how to chop. There's a syllable play. It's a delicate art. Your accent has a lot to do with it. If you're from a certain area, words don't roll of your tongue as slick.
Like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring: when a' was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife.
You underestimate how deeply you cut when your intentions carry no knives.
Oh, scissors!" I said.
It's not easy to cut through a human head with a hacksaw.
Bring me the head of Elton John ... which is one instance in which meat would not be murder, if it were served on a plate.
Oo, you are so sharp you'll cut yourself one of these days
sliced into ¼-inch pieces 1 carrot,
My eyes were still closed when Damian grabbed my left hand, forced it palm-down on the cutting board and WHAM! He severed the tip of my pinky finger off, sliced the top third - nail, bone and all - clean off,
What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?
No wonder serial killers liked to chop up women," Julia said. "They seem so much better when they're just bits and pieces.
My chops are still up, even though I'm not still in high school.
Who said anything about slicing you up? ... I just wanted to carve a little Z on your forehead
nothing serious.
I had never 'taken a cutting' before ... Do you realize that the whole thing is miraculous? It is exactly as though you were to cut off your wife's leg, stick it in the lawn, and be greeted on the following day by an entirely new woman, sprung from the leg, advancing across the lawn to meet you.
We watch the chef slice eel and octopus, delicate operations of dismemberment and amputation. For some reason it makes me think of poetry.
You cut up a thing that's alive and beautiful to find out how it's alive and why it's beautiful, and before you know it, it's neither of those things, and you're standing there with blood on your face and tears in your sight and only the terrible ache of guilt to show for it.
Sabine used to maintain that preparation for a dance is comparable to what goes on in the back room of a butcher's shop: the meat for consumption is sliced and dressed and put in nice little paper packages, ready for the kitchen.
We cut up lemons on a chop board because they are good for our voices.
I'm the star of the show. I should have a decent haircut.
I always see the filming as basically going to the grocery store and buying a bunch of ingredients and that's about as far from having a dinner as you can possibly be. Then editing is the cooking, the preparation of the meal and if you don't edit it you've just got a pile of raw meat.
Would like to chop you up into small, manageable pieces and grill you on a hibachi, then feed you to my shar-pei. But all that comes out is Welcome to moviefone!
If the splitter of hairs has a sharp enough knife, the fact of life itself can be chopped into nothing.
Usually, when you slice a person, he backs off or atleast hesitates. And he's more cautious when you have drawn his blood. But these things just keep coming. Their intestines can be falling out, but it doesn't matter.
I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice, I wanna be elected.
People love chopping wood. In this activity one immediately sees results.
I made the first cut razor thin. A gentle kiss on virgin skin.
parsley. Vegetables these days are chopped into tiny grass.
Tip: To avoid bruising the basil, Mama tore the leaves into pieces with her fingers. Chopping is fine, but you won't have basil-scented fingers.
I have been cut in two.Cut-- Anne Sexton
Sure I'm cut but not for the sake of vanity ...
The truth is, cutting raw meat off the bones gives us the creeps.
Thank God that sow's gone to the butcher.
It was my pork chop. But that's ok. I ate his dog food.
cooked alive or forced to eat the severed ears from their own heads
watermelon cut in half and it was
To cut the head off and then hack the limbs, Like wrath in death and envy afterwards. For Antony is but a limb of Caesar. 165 Let us be sacrificers, but not butchers, Caius.
You have to do the cutting yourself, to let out the pain inside. Getting someone else to slice you up is cheating.
you cut me deep bitch,cut me like surgery.
Sometimes you just have to chop a zombie like a melon. What can I say?
A good butcher is important to have. It's like a shrink.
knife in my hand.
She'd chopped it too. It was longer than Matt's, shorter than Kellan's, somewhere in between like ... Denny. Fuck. I looked like Denny now. Anna was gonna flip when she saw this. After my hair was completely fucked, Harold took me to meet the rest of the cast.
She thought of a new way to kill my love for the beautiful Munchkin maiden, and made my axe slip again, so that it cut right through my body, splitting me into two halves.
Meg cut up some celery and mixed it in with the tuna. After a moment's hesitation she opened the refrigerator door and brought out a jar of little sweet pickles.-Though why I'm doing it for her I don't know, she thought, as she cut them up.-I don't trust her one bit.
Mind so sharp,I fuck around and cut my head off
I have one of those food-chopper brains that nothing comes out of the way it went in.
The time was 7:40 A.M. I reached for the phone. "Do you have your axe?" came the voice on the other end. It was Mad Dog. "Yes." "Is your axe sharp?" "No, but I can sharpen it while you're driving here." "How about your knife?" "Got it." "Everything needs to be nice and sharp.
Only the knife knows what goes on in the heart of a pumpkin.
A cut. That's what I felt. Words can cut, slice, like a razor.
The world may perish, but the meat grinder is indestructible. (112)
It was a bowl cut, the hairstyle for someone who doesn't grasp respectable haircuts but suddenly has to have one.
She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on.
The scalpel won't make you happy.
The scissors cut the long-grown hair; The razor scrapes the remnant fuzz. Small-jawed, weak-chinned, big-eyed, I stare At the forgotten boy I was.
I needed cutting now the way a diabetic needs insulin. It was a bulwark, steady and unyielding, I could throw up against the insidious, corrosive lapping of a whispering sea of uneasiness.
Incubated. And then raised. And then beheaded. And then plucked. And then cut up. And then put on a grill. And then put on a bun. Damn, it's gonna take a while. I don't have time. Scrambled!
his head to be cut off
You know, Miss Bard, there is such a thing as being sharp enough to cut yourself.
Aim for the chopping block. If you aim for the wood, you will have nothing. Aim past the wood, aim through the wood; aim for the chopping block.
Bread that must be sliced with an axe is bread that is too nourishing.
I have butchered many men. All are innocent and equaled when they are on the table. All are exquisite and grotesque. -Dr. Spencer Black
Who was the blundering idiot who said 'fine words butter no parsnips'? Half the parsnips of society are served and rendered palatable with no other sauce.
Somebody needs a bath, a steak, and a hack saw, that you very fucking much.
She scissored the curls away, and - toms, grow easily sentimental over their haircuts, but I remember this sensation very vividly - it was not like she was cutting hair, it was as if I had a pair of wings beneath my shoulder-blades, that the flesh had all grown over, and she was slicing free ...
It's the dull knife that cuts you.
Left me here to cry alone with a bottle of juice and pork chop bone.
shorn their heads
The first cut is the deepest.
A hot stake is better than a cold chop.
If your blade were as sharp as your tongue, you'd have sliced me through years ago.
What are those bulb things you're slicing?"
"You've never seen fennel? It looks like celery and tastes like licorice.
I never knew words could be so sharp, until the wrong ones cut me
While you make pretty speeches I'm being cut to shreds You feed me to the lions A delicate balance
An axe struck him in the head. Pain screamed through him as shards of bone from his own skull drove into his brain.
"Bastard" he snarled as he wheeled around to his attacker, a burly Ramreel with a black snout and glowing red eyes. "You fucked up my Mohawk.
You're so sharp you'll cut yourself if you don't look out,
Slice him where you like, a hellhound is always a hellhound.
Don't trust the cannibal just 'cos he's usin' a knife and fork!
Steak swallowers zonked on Television!
Vade Mecum
I want the scissors to be sharp
and the table perfectly level
when you cut me out of my life
and paste me in that book you always carry.
Pyp had stabbed a turnip with his knife. "The night is dark and full of turnips," he announced in a solemn voice. "Let us all pray for venison, my children, with some onions and a bit of tasty gravy.
All the white meat is gone. There's nothin' but necks on the platter.
You've always been handy with a knife, Mother
Bloody, broken bits of flesh make up what I think is a face, but it's hard to tell. It looks like someone carved it up with a cleaver.
We hand the meat over to Greasy Sae in the kitchen. She likes District 13 well enough, even though she thinks the cooks are somewhat lacking in imagination. But a woman who came up with a palatable wild dog and rhubarb stew is bound to feel as if her hands are tied here.
I cut my own hair. I got sick of barbers because they talk too much. And too much of their talk was about my hair coming out.
Swing your razor wide! Sweeney, hold it to the skies!
What a strange expression said the herbalist who would compare themselves to chopped liver in the first place? If you have to to choose an organ why not pick a gallbladder or a thymus gland instead? Much more interesting than a liver. Or what about chopped t-
Here comes a candle to light you to bed, and here comes a chopper to chop off your head.
Our goal was to show people a vision of food they hadn't seen before. So, I had this idea of ... let's cut all these things in half, and show a picture of the food in the pan, in the oven.
Meat first, and spoon vittles to top off on.
When I was a kid, I used to think pork chops and karate chops were the same thing.
Emotional cutters cut where it caused the deepest wound.
Dinner was meat - not hunks of meat, as in Australia, but pathetic scraps of meat, as in Britain - which the girls upstairs transformed into edible dishes by heating it in secret ways and adding bits of stuff to it.
The rule in carving holds good as to criticism; never cut with a knife what you can cut with a spoon.
She's chiffon and satin ribbons. I'm raw meat and razor blades.
The Razor's Edge,
They cut us up like boarding house pie. And that's real small pieces.