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Dear Mr Skully, I have caught my neck in a mangle and will be indisposed for eternity. Yours in death S.D.
Wizened and white, with brown blotched on her face the size and complexity of unshelled peanuts, Midge had a jitter in her head that made her pew like a chicken trying to make up its mind what to peck.
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George,' I croaked, 'are you okay?'
'No. Someone's buttocks are flattening my foot.'
I shifted my position irritably.
I didn't mean to turn you on.
Enough is enough. I'm a champion. Look at me, I'm a champion. I am not a nugget.
Annoyance and pathos warred in my breast, and after a short struggle, annoyance punched pathos in the snout like the voracious shark it was.
Took a moment to adjust
You Bedazzled my stake?
What you g-g-gonna do, tough guy? Tickle Toothless to d-d-death?
A button clicked beneath his finger and the noise stopped, leaving only the blinking red light. I was daydreaming, he thought, not willing to admit to himself he slept in earnest. He'd been back on Melis with his children, playing in the meadow where the river bent and foamed.
discombobulated around
Nudge, nudge, wink, wink. Know what I mean?
The loss of a Netlimb was a queer sensation, a kind of panicked tickling as the brain strained to maintain its binary illusion that there actually was a limb where a limb no longer existed.
You untangle a knot with slow teasing, not sharp pulling, and believe me we have here a knot such as I have never seen. But I will unpick it. I will.
I was so humiliated, hurt, spurned, offended, angry, sorry
I cannot hit upon the right name for the smart
God knows what its name was
that tears started to my eyes.
A purring noise woke him. Something furry was curled on his chest. Jarby opened one eye slowly. Something black, white, buff, and lemon-smelling. He glared at her and groaned. Stupid wytzl. Buffi chirruped and fluttered away to Poke.
Is it the smoke?' the boy said, shivering slightly. 'I've never touched the stuff, myself, but how it claws at one ... like a thorn in every one of your fingers, and a string around your heart ... and one fees it always. Nagging. Nagging.
A flipped fork flicked my forehead.
Wound me ... I can only feed on my humiliated blood.
Who the rut is that Nubrevnan Windwitch? And: He should really learn how to button a shirt.
Never tickle a sleeping dragon.
walked erect out of my sleep
His fear was whetted to such a fine edge that he could actually feel it now: a disembodied ball of baby fingers inside his stomach, tickling him from the inside. That's what mortal terror felt like, he realized. Tiny fingers tickling you from the inside.
This boy was so far out of my league it was embarrassing. I found myself staring at him, trying to find some minute flaw that might justify dragging him back to my level. Finding nothing, I decided that having a dimple on only one cheek was practically a deformity.
The delicate sensitivity of a frightened rattlesnake.
I thought I saw Anny smiling. I try to refresh my memory: I need to feel all the tenderness that Anny inspires; it is there, this tenderness, it is near me, only asking to be born. But the smile does not return: it is finished. I remain dry and empty.
Shuffled on my feet because my naughty bits felt like they were being pierced with a horny spear.
An elderly man called Keith Mislaid his set of false teeth - They'd been laid on a chair, He'd forgot they were there, Sat down, and was bitten beneath. Irish limerick
He's irritating." He stood and started to pull up the hem of his shirt. "And he stabbed me."
Alex rolled his eyes. "And you're still alive. Time to get over it."
Kale held his hand out to Ginger. "Fine. Give me something sharp. If I stab him, then we'll be even.
My trigger finger itching, positioned at your dome, one twitch and it's on. No remorse or second thoughts.
Perfection's stuck.
10:10 10 Whoever winks maliciously causes grief, and a chattering fool comes to ruin.
I was walking down the street. something caught my eye, and dragged it fifteen feet.
Why is it upset? Shouldn't it be downset?
I had my own little quirks as a child.
Umbed by disappointment and betrayal, like a child who had been awakened suddenly from a summer dream about christmas morning.
I felt something loosen in me, that shouldn't have loosened. A stitch come undone.
Attention, there was an incessant gnawing deep down inside my gut that
Nick couldn't resist teasing Ash. 'So does this make you visibly challenged?' 'No.' Ash said, putting his I.D back into his pocket, 'but if you don't lay off me, I'm going to make you breathing impaired.'"
"-Nick and Ash
No shifting in my car Blake,I don't want slobber all over my seats. Neesa
Startled awake. Ollie froze for a moment, staring in his direction. The kid scrunched his face and yawned like a bear. I said to Ollie, "It's still Bobby." "Right," she said. She unzipped the bag. There was no lock on the zipper, not even the tiny padlocks they
There is an art to irritation that only few of us can achieve.
Clenching for me already?
I'm a small shifty kind of guy.
Words cannot express how pissed off I am. I am going to have to invent a new word to explain how angry I am. Karflagled. I am so karflagled off at you right now!" "See,
Playing tricks on me, using a pair of
I'm feeling a little delicate.
He looks like a man who has nits and worms at the same time.
Now my charms are all o'erthrown...
You got me sitting on the shelf, while you're out bewitching someone else.
Fo lo, the gentil kind of the lioun! For when a flye offendeth him or byteth, He with his tayl awey the flye smyteth Al esily, for, of his genterye, Him deyneth net to wreke him on a flye, As cloth a curre or elles another beste.
Sound of snipping growing softer outside the window, Leo
Mr. Wiggles seems
taken with you."
"It tried to urinate on me the other day. I prefer not
to be 'taken' by something like that.
My mind is led astray by every faint rustle.
What the fuck happened to you? [...] You look like you lost a fight with a lamprey. Hickey, hickey...bruise, bruise, bruise...bite. I thought that thing <>ong>onong> your neck the other day was just a fluke. I guess not--looks like you get off <>ong>onong> picking up a few souvenirs when you...get off. ~Crash
I've become saucy.Saucy-- Emma Bunton
Groangrousegurgling Toft's cumbersome whirligig turns slowly the room right roundabout the room.)
Tick, tock," whispers Wiress. I guide her in front of me and get her to lie down, stroking her arm to soothe her. She drifts off, stirring restlessly, occasionally sighing out her phrase. "Tick, tock." "Tick, tock," I agree softly. "It's time for bed. Tick, tock. Go to sleep.
We're fucked, Nila Weaver. Well and truly fucked.
Pressed against me, and my eyes fluttered open
ambushed by sleep.
Oh, young Stibbons reckons he's caught Uncertainty,' said the Senior Wrangler, licking the paper. 'As soon as his body remembers what it's called it forgets where it's supposed to be.
pick pocketed your own pocket
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
Nuzleaf Grass/Dark
My nerves did a jitter dance,
Upped but mentally disjointed.
Ennui is the enemy.
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.
Nigger-eye
Berries cast dark
Hooks --
Black sweet blood mouthfuls,
Shadows.
From around his neck started to undo the buttons on the front of his
You have bewitched me body and soul.
Right there, in front of everyone, I threw my arms arond his neck and mashed my mouth against his. He was startled for a second, then his strong arms wraped around me so tightly I could hardly breathe.
"ZOMG," I heard Nudge whisper.
I've been reduced to drag.
Another sharp pang stabbed him in the ribs and made him jolt with a grunt.
"Are you in pain?"
Alex smirked. 'I've been bludgeoned within an inch of me life, ye expecting me to jump up and dance a jig?
Your spikes have gone floppy,
I don't startle easily.
... he closed the venetian blinds and then the drapes, and he lay down on the outside of the coverlet. But sleep would not come. Tears came instead. They seeped. Billy turned on the Magic Fingers, and he was jiggled as he wept.
One moment unstuck other stuck!
Tanaquil gently toed the peeve. "I'll unfasten the window. Jump out to the lower roof and run."
"Stay and bite," said the peeve.
I'm like Sleeping Beauty drawn to the spindle I know I shouldn't touch.
My wild and free side unsettled some, and unwedged others.
Making knots. Making knots. No word. Making knots. Tick-tock. This is a clock. Do not think of Gale. Do not think of Peeta. Making knots.
Hold everything. I missed a four-way chick fight. Then I find out someone's been nibbling." William's attention shifted to Olivia, who was still lying on the floor. "Please tell me our sweet little angel is the biter. It'll make me want her ever so much more.
I feel like a tick on a dog.
You seem to be attracted to trouble," he said.
"Yeah, she's real pretty," I replied.
"Your tongue is sharper than mine ever was."
I stuck out my tongue and tried to look at the tip of it.
The inactive must justify their sloth by picking nits with those making an attempt -
Kate could feel a strange heat along the back of her neck, something she hadn't felt in a while. It was almost exotic, like tasting turmeric or saffron after a year of eating pudding. There was a bite to it.
She was annoyed.
She was finally awake and annoyed.
Your feather are drooping. - Evaline
...
Drat. - Mina
I have a gift for enraging people, but if I ever bore you it will be with a knife.
His eyebrows drew together. He was perilously close to unibrow; I guess nobody had held him down and administered a good plucking to the caterpillar climbing across his forehead.
Bone and gristle of his nose crunch. He raised
How did society ever function without you, little Sharpies? Your nibs have the precise amount of give to create a line quality with character, yet not so much character as to be smushy. Thank you, little pens.
Safe word is Pickle
Extinguish even the wee annoyance, as it will grow to become evil!
He tugged on an imaginary rope,somewhere on the level of his ear, and then jerked his neck to one side, tongue protruding, eyes bulging. As quick pantomimes went, it was disturbing. And then he let go of the rope and smiled his familiar grin.
Would you like some potato salad?
I'm a tuning fork, tense and twanging all the time ...
I have knots in my years that I can't undo, and this is one of the worst--the night I did wrong and Mauma got caught
Nugget?" said Micah, offering a lump to Toby.
"Thanks," said Toby. He took a bite and chewed thoughtfully.
"I think maybe it is a squirrel." He said.