As a rule, a knight is a lummox
, and some times even a labrick, and hence open to pretty poor arguments when they come glibly from a supersti- tion-monger, but even HE could see the practical side of a thing once in a while; and so of late you couldn't clean up a tournament and pile the result without finding one of my accident-tickets in every helmet.
It discusses Gilman's The Home and What Diantha Did; Stein's "The Good Anna" and "The Gentle Lena"; Wharton's A Backward Glance, "The Lady's Maid's Bell," and "All Souls"; Fauset's The Sleeper Wakes; Larsen's Passing; Hurst's Imitation of Life and Lummox
; and Yezierska's Arrogant Beggar.
Take our fun quiz and find out if you're a lummox
or a brainbox.
If you think about it, the real fear behind "Robophobia" isn't so much fear of being controlled by a behemoth genius machine as fear of being crushed by a behemoth lummox
blundering across the landscape like a drunken Yeti.
"It said: 'In stumbled this lummox
of a woman with carrier bags of shopping'," recalled Brenda.
A novella, The Dodger's Retirement Party, was published by R)v Press, now re- named Aortic Books, in 2010, as was a collection of recent short fiction entitled The Vampires Saved Civilization, World Parade Books, and a selection of recent poems (in a shared volume, Modest Aspirations, with a selection of stories by Beth Wilson) from Lummox
This Paperwhite lummox
doesn't have the symbol at all.
A big, dopey, great lummox
of a golden retriever called Murphy.
So, in a sitcom nutshell, fortysomething Jenny (Sally Philips) has lost her job due to a vicious office cat-fight with a former colleague (cut to hilarious flashbacks of that rare telly sight, funny women fighting in an office) and has returned "home" to Mummy and Daddy complete with her lummox
of a husband and teenage kids.
He also knows that the acceleration of the laid-back lummox
sitting in front of the screen is directly proportional to the net force of a gross-out gag.
Yes, such big-hearted girls can still be found in Avati's pics, in which outdated notions of women's devotion to their menfolk are here expressed via yet another nostalgia-heavy tale of the 1930s, featuring a lummox
whose sweet breath is catnip to the ladies.
They never mention that in return for a TV company giving them twelve grand they are entrusting this dream to a shaven headed lummox
who has to sort it out in the amount of time he would usually take to construct a model of a Porsche from his own toenail clippings.