#knock

I was a good sight reader and I could sing two or three of these jingles a day. An orchestra would come in for half an hour, and then the singers would come in and knock 'em out, and go on to the next one. I was the voice of Budweiser and Almond Joy. ↗

— Valerie Simpson

#could #day #go #good #half

We will not go. The only way to get us there is to come in here with clubs and knock us on the head, and drag us out and take us down there dead. ↗

— Morning Star

#come #dead #down #drag #get

I'm not knocking the poor homosexual, I'm not. They need salvation just like anybody else. ↗

— Jimmy Swaggart

#else #homosexual #i #just #knocking

I'm knocking our pitiful, pathetic lawmakers. And I thank God that President Bush has stated, we need a Constitutional amendment that states that marriage is between a man and a woman. ↗

— Jimmy Swaggart

#between #bush #constitutional #constitutional amendment #god

If efforts to do social work are couched in selfish motives, then they will die a premature death. Why would my efforts get politicised? I have values I inherited from my father. He helped many. Anyone, even a postman knocking on our door would get a glass of water and some sweets. ↗

— Sachin Tendulkar

#couched #death #die #door #efforts

No man ever got very high by pulling other people down. The intelligent merchant does not knock his competitors. The sensible worker does not work those who work with him. Don't knock your friends. Don't knock your enemies. Don't knock yourself. ↗

— Alfred Lord Tennyson

#does #down #ever #friends #got

I used to have a list of things from my school buddies of what kind of art material they wanted. I'd go up to the West End of London and spend the whole day knocking stuff off. ↗

— Ronald Biggs

#buddies #day #end #go #i

If they knocked two of your guys down, I'd get four. You have to protect your hitters. ↗

— Don Drysdale

#four #get #guys #hitters #i

It took Pueblo a few seconds to take in his surroundings. The first thing he realised was that he felt bruised all over; the second was that his clothes were waterlogged, even more than before, from the quicksand; and the third, was that he had landed on his front and was lying on a large, uncomfortable stone. No, wait… In his disoriented state, he shifted his weight. The stone didn't move. He was lying on his own fucking erection. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#humor #humour #knocked-out #portals #pueblo

Knock, Knock." "Who's there?" "Olive." "Olive who?" "Olive...ooh. I love you, too," he said, figuring it out. "You can tell me that one anytime you like." He folded her into his arms. ↗

— Jean Ferris

#marigold #olive #love