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Updated: June 13, 2025
"Then they come in an' got to rough-housin' an' I crawl up-stairs an' lay on me stommick an' peek through the crack. An' Sheeley an' the Drunk they got to scrappin' like I tole you. An' then while the big one was tryin' to git Sheeley to quit, the Drunk he come over to the door right where I was layin' at, an' he steady hisself aginst the wall an' bang loose at Sheeley with a pistol."
Before Jimmy was fully aware of his intention, Billy had thrown him to the floor and was giving him a good pommeling. "Say you got 'nough?" he growled from ibis position astride of the other boy. "I got 'nough, Billy," repeated Jimmy. "Say you sorry you done it." "I say I sorry I done it," abjectly repeated the younger child. "Get up, Billy, 'fore you bust my stommick open."
"That was Jonah," said Lina, "and it wasn't a potato vine; it was " "No, 't wasn't Jonah neither; Jonah is inside of a whale's bel " "Frances!" "Stommick," Frances corrected herself, "and a whale swallow him, and how's he going to sit under a pumpkin vine when he's inside of a whale?" "It was not a pumpkin vine, it "
Her'd ha' corned to gie thee a kiss, if her'd a-been 'n a vit staäte; but her's zent thee zummat " He foraged in the skirt pockets of his threadbare coat and brought out a paper of sandwiches and a long-nosed apple. I saw the young man wince. "Her reckoned you'd veel a wamblin' in the stommick, travellin' arl the waäy from Hexeter to Plymouth. There, stow it awaäy. Not veelin' peckish?
Whenever we used to git planted down in one of our cross-road taverns, he'd turn up his nose till you could see clean down his throat into his stommick. The fact is, our country taverns ain't up to much, an' sometimes I could hardly stand 'em myself.
One evening the commandant devised a new plan to pass the time. All were summoned to the parade ground to share in an entertainment designated as "Songs of all nations." "An' I could find it in my stommick to wish it was to share in 'Soups of all nations," said Corporal O'Flynn to a comrade.
They don't bite ye like snakes, or spit at ye like toads; but if ye sleep wid ye'r mouth open, they crawl, just crawl down ye'r throat into ye'r stommick and kill ye. For they've schales on their bodies, and can't get back; and they just scratch, and bite, and claw at your innards till ye die."
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