... it dawned on me that I had been taught a stern lesson. ,. "I just can't believe- it of Frankie,'' I said to A Certain Party as I related the incident that night. "Well, you don't have to," she replied, "because the Mr Frank Smallfish we ...
... It dawned on me that Ginger was still a good-looking girl and that j Don was out of knee pants. Maybe i his reluctance to quit Boggio's i employ wasn't based entirely on I financial considerations. But I | didn't get a chasce to dwell ...
... it dawned on me that for the first time in the several years I had been coming to the auditorium, I had not 'seen a policeman or guard during the half hour I had been waiting fot friends. The thought also flashed through my mind that I ...
... it dawned on me that if my lover were involved in an auto accident, I would have noth- ing to say about what happens to hun. If he was unconscious and unable ^ to speak .for himself, my. wishes would mean absolutely nothing. According ...
... it dawned on me that, as a city man, I didn't have to be a plumber. There were experts in attendance. Quickly I put the machine back together and called the specialist. He opened it up and discovered, clogging the butterfly valve that ...
... it dawned on me that if my lover were involved in an auto accident, I would have nothing to say about what happens to him. If he was unconscious and unable to speak for himself, my wishes would mean absolutely nothing. According to law ...
... it dawned on me that if my lover were involved in an auto accident, I would have nothing to say about what happens to him. If he was unconscious and unable to speak for himself, my wishes would mean absolutely nothing. According to law ...
... it dawned on me that it was the smell of anti-freeze boiling. As I glanced over the hood at the puffs of white smoke easing from under my tire-well, I knew it was time to give my horse a rest I looked for the nearest garage to pull off ...
... it dawned on me that maybe I should try the other games that I have never played. As I walked around, I saw the sign, "No mercy for anyone who gets in the way!" That's my mantra, I thought to myself! My legs led. me to Sega's Motor Raid ...
... it dawned on me that Miss Viola had left her door open. And both she and Slim were looking up at the trees and the sky and weren't paying any ... Hmmm. If Slim wanted to spend the rest of his life talking about cows, that was OK with me ...