The island and its one resident donkey provided the inspiration for The Adventures Of Dawdle
But the trio find the perfect home in an enchanted meadow in The Adventures Of Dawdle
, the new cartoon series on CITV (Fridays, 3.
(the fly version of activin) increased life span by 12 to 35 percent.
Registrations are now being accepted for the 5K Dash and 2-mile Dawdle
Instead we hang around, pooter about, daydream, dawdle
, loiter and slouch like idle wasters.
Jesus' public ministry has begun, but he will have only a few years to complete it, and there is no time to waste; follow him now, because you may not get another chance if you dawdle
Yesterday A pennies' drop, to yesterday, With visions from another age and Clouds that dawdle
and memories play, A hazy distance beyond today.
We don't have another 50 years to dawdle
around and not get it right.
Lead teachers walk them through the lessons, as well as help them learn the standards and how to pace lessons so they don't run right over the students one day and then dawdle
along the next.
along in tractors seemingly thinking motorists must really like looking at their rear ends.
Our regional editions also give five pages of excuses to linger in the Sonoma Wine Country or dawdle
on a Northwest driving trip.
You've seen for yourself how when I walk without a bra my tits sort of dawdle
one pace behind the body, how my fingers, when not alert, go each their separate way; and besides, I'm a woman with a pitchfork who unstitches all your similes back to life.
Better to start down the so-called Superhighway than dawdle
and wind up as road-kill.
After writing and performing comedy for 14 years, Gareth Hale and Norman Pace thought it would be a dawdle
when they were asked to create a 40- second TV commercial for KittenSoft toilet paper.
No, that is no country for old men, but you, who have already killed, as Jezebel had Naboth killed, and taken possession, as Ahab then usurped Naboth's vineyard, think of this: before crossing the rickety wooden bridge you can't re-cross the other way, dawdle
a little, think of how that is no country for old men yet one for you and me, our constant hunger in spite of parables, the hunt, the hunter, the stars, the trampled grass, the wind slowing to silence, the hairs on your nape moving to my breath.