She was clearly in pain, I knew something was wrong but the hair was so tightly wrapped around the crease of her toe it was like cheesewire
, we couldn't see anything at all.
That message is not that they really go to bed in a cheesewire
swimsuit or a pair of tights.
Almost all Hatoum's works in this exhibition are about the vulnerability of the human body, even though the body itself is generally absent, and represented by proxy; viz, the shudder induced by her massive cheesegrater, by her cot lined with cheesewire
, by her kitchen utensils connected to mains electricity, by the 'Light at the end' of the tunnel that turns out to be a live heating element, by the beautiful cluster of strands hanging from the ceiling that turn out to be barbed wire.
Already, a basic 'professional' meeting with this girl is gonna carry the awkwardness of a ***in date, as I have to walk that cheesewire
tightrope of etiquette.
Even after she had abandoned the shoes, poor Saoirse's feet still looked like they had been cut with cheesewire
Bombardier Charles Murray, 34, decided it was time he told Gunner Allyson France - both of 40 Regiment - that he loved her after a cheesewire
booby trap laid by insurgents hit her in the face.
Wearing a cheesewire
is neither attractive nor comfortable, so don't do it.
With Costa dangled out invitingly as bait for the killer the police think they have Asher cornered, but things go horribly wrong, leading to Asher's mother meeting a grisly end in a police lift with some cheesewire
, and Scott losing her job and resigned to life on her own as a single mother after falling pregnant following a one-night stand with Costa.
Weapons made available in the game include cheesewire
, glass, hammers, meat cleavers, baseball bats and a chainsaw with extra points given for the viciousness of the killings.
It cuts through me like a cheesewire
, rips right through my body and squeezes my heart.
The hooks are bad enough themselves but when fishing line is still attached, that can go through a swan's leg like cheesewire
If I wanted to see a thong eaten by a wobbly backside, I would stand in front of the mirror and garrote my own bum with cheesewire