HE LIKES HER WAY MORE THAN SHE LIKES HIMPlus, it sounded like he likes her way more than she likes him.
She sounded like she will have a foot out the door the moment she realises that this guy intends not to touch her.Besides, I told him, sleeping with her will not guarantee that she wont sleep with another man.
It might have been played out the same way for all these years, but the first episode this week still saw candidates struggling to come up with names for their teams, only to end up with Graphene (which Lord Sugar said sounded like
a high energy drink with gravy in it) and Vitality (which he said sounds likes something you take before going out on a date).
I didn't tell him that because I didn't want to hurt his feelings, you know, but he sounded like
a toy teapot.
Nagy hummed along with what sounded like
a curious mixture of a low-pitched drone and a whistling wind.
The only fun of this was that a room of us sounded like
a convention of psychotic celebrity wanna-bes, an endless cross-talking cacophony of "Hello, this is Diana Ross," "Hello, this is Denis Thatcher," and so on.
Sad Eye, the harmonica player, sounded like
a ghost wandering through space more than any specific sterilized blues styling.
Someone visiting the museum while I was installing the piece told me that Uberorgan sounded like
a Doppler exam, where they listen to your organs and the blood coursing through your veins and all that.
The half-buried vocal was a single line repeated over and over, something that sounded like
"Let me taste sunshine," although I'm told it was really, more prosaically, "Every day sunshine." Curiously, this work's extravagantly long title (beginning with the phrase It's late and the wind carries a faint sound) reads like an excerpt from the drawings' diaristic narrative.