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"Talk 'bout luck!" said he, morosely. "You know 'at flat-foot Swede whut swipes faw Mist' O'Conneh? Hungry Hanson, 'ey calls him. Well, he goes crazy 'ith 'e heat an' flang 'em bones jus' like he's got 'em ejicated. Done tossed out nine straight licks, boss. Seems to me 'at's mo' luck 'an a Swede ought to have!" "Mose," said Old Man Curry suddenly, "Job was no hossman."
And she had been so warmly alive, even as she had retreated from him at his mention of the fact that he was attached to the office of the district attorney as a special investigator. What had she feared then? Was her death a payment for some recent or long-standing crime? Or had she simply been withdrawing from contamination with a "flat-foot"?... No!
Ingrowing Toe-nail. This is more accurately described as an overgrowth of the soft tissues along the edge of the nail. It is most frequently met with in the great toe in young adults with flat-foot whose feet perspire freely, who wear ill-fitting shoes, and who cut their toe-nails carelessly or tear them with their fingers.
"I don't wonder Aunt Caroline dreads him," said Desire. "His experience seems to have been lurid." "Kiss her, you flat-foot, kiss her," shrieked the ribald Yorick. "Sorry, old man," said Spence regretfully. "It's against the rules to kiss one's secretary." Again they both laughed. But was it fancy, or was this laugh a trifle less spontaneous than the other?
"Why, it's Stone!" he exclaimed. "Yes, damn you, it's Stone!" screamed the Boss, livid with fury, and overcome with anger he dealt the policeman a staggering blow in the face. "You damned flat-foot, I'll teach you to notice who you put your hands on! Give me that badge!"
'The reg'lar routine, he says, 'was arrogated for reasons o' state an' policy, an' any flat-foot who presumed to exhibit surprise, annoyance, or amusement, would be slightly but firmly reproached. Then the Gunner mops up a heathenish large detail for some hanky-panky in the magazines, an' led 'em off along with our Gunnery Jack, which is to say, our Gunnery Lootenant.
"It may belong t' me, an' then again, it maybe don't. It ain' gunna git me in no trouble; I'll luk out f'r that. YOUR side's where the trouble is; that's what's eatin' into you. An' I'll tell you flat-foot, your gittin' rough 'ith me and playin' Charley the Show-Off in front o' yer lady- friends'll all go down in the bill.
"You can tell me now what it was Mr. Lindsay told you." "We'd like to know for sure whether you're with us or with Durand," said Whitford mildly. "Of course we know the answer to that. You're with us. But we want to hear you say it, flat-foot." "Of course I'm with you. That is, I'd like to be. But I don't want to get into trouble, Mr. Whitford. Can you blame me for that?"
That's where you left it," interrupted the officer. "Yes. I fired at Northrup as he rushed me." "Um-hu," assented Jones, impudent unbelief in his eye. "At Northrup or at Macdonald." "What do you think I did with the money, then? Did I eat it?" "Not so you could notice it. Since you put it to me flat-foot, you gave it to your pardners. You didn't want it. They did.
'Twas then he went up on the quarter-deck and did a Marathon for an hour or so, while the officer of the deck and every blessed marine and flat-foot on duty stepped softly till he ducked below again.
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