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Updated: June 7, 2025
Contentment, apathy, are signs of decadence and of a career ended in either a man or a nation. If a baby lies still, no longer wiggling or trying to swallow his toe, you may be sure that he is seriously ill. The nation that no longer wiggles is in a condition as serious as that of the motionless infant.
Well, the guess is that a little animal without legs was wiggling along on its belly one day when it discovered a wart it just happened so and it was in the right place to be used to aid it in locomotion; so, it came to depend upon the wart, and use finally developed it into a leg. And then another wart and another leg, at the proper time by accident and accidentally in the proper place.
Askinson can talk an hour on this fertile subject, stopping each minute or two to say, with the most corrosive dignity, to some poor victim who is wiggling his receiver hook: "Please get off this line, whoever you are. Haven't you any manners? I'm talking, and I'll talk till I get through."
There was some others bein' hung that day and when one of them dropped off his box, Boone says: 'There's one gone to hell. Pretty soon another went, and hung there wiggling, and six times he went through all the motions of pullin' his six-shooter and firin' it. I counted.
"And we could have 'Mary, Mary, quite contrary," proposed Tavia. "Make Lily Bently take that." "Lily is a real sweet girl," spoke Mrs. White. "I hardly think she would like such a character." "She would make a dear 'Miss Muffet," said Dorothy, "and I'm sure Nat can make up a wonderful spider all strung by electrical wire, squirming and " "Wiggling," added Tom. "That ought to make a hit."
There, in a sort of depression, near a little hollow, on the edge of what is called a prairie dog village, they saw an ugly wiggling mass, which, as their eyes became more used to the colorings, was seen to be a number of the deadly rattlesnakes. Several were coiled to strike, and had, in accordance with their habit, sounded their rattles.
He was not to know which of those shots did the trick, but the frantic wiggling of the legs slowed and finally ended, as a clockwork toy might run down for want of winding and at last projected, at crooked angles, completely still. The shell creature might not be dead, but it was tamed for now. Taggi had only been waiting for a good chance to do battle.
He has a rather large and homely nose, with which he amuses himself in idle moments, flipping and wiggling it with his fingers, like a child. His powerful dark eyes are haloed by an ethereal blue ring. His hair, parted in the middle, begins as silver and changes to streaks of silvery-gold and silvery-black, ending in ringlets at his shoulders.
Then Rama sat in front of the auditorium, wiggling his toes and fielding questions, a la Chinmoy. "Rama?" a woman might begin. "Yes." "The men where I work are constantly sending me sexual energy. Each day I come home completely drained." "What do you do for a living?" "I'm a receptionist." "Why don't you study programming?" he suggested.
The space in the forward vestibule was narrow and cramped, and with the strain of the dragging car to make the pin stick, it took two of them lying flat, waiting for the back-surging moment and wiggling it for slack, to pull it. The coupling dropped out of the hook and the engine shot ahead to the length of the safety-chains; thus far, but no farther. Halkett stood up.
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