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Well, I had an after hours club in Vancouver and when any of the Motown acts would call.
They are in the very wrath of love, and they will go together. Clubs cannot part them
Soon as I see her walk up in the club, I'm a flirt. Winking eyes at me, when I roll up on them dubs, I'm a flirt. Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low, I'm a flirt. And when she's wit her man looking at me, damn right, I'm a flirt.
Is hockey hard? I don't know, you tell me. We need to have the strength and power of a football player, the stamina of a marathon runner, and the concentration of a brain surgeon. But we need to put all this together while moving at high speeds on a cold and slippery surface while 5 other guys use clubs to try and kill us. Oh yeah, did I mention that this whole time we're standing on blades 1/8 of an inch thick? Is ice hockey hard? I don't know, you tell me. Next question.
I went to a performance-art high school, and a teacher there was signing me up for open-mic nights at the comedy club. I think about it now, and I think, 'Well, that may be inappropriate,' but it was great!'
I'm proud to play for Real Madrid because I have fun; when you no longer have fun it's a sign that it's time to leave. For now though, I'm happy here at the greatest club in the world.
But I don't want to be compared to anyone like to impose my own style of play and do the best for myself and for the club here.
When I was asked to join this club and I saw the quality and ambitions of the manager it was an easy choice for me to make.
Doing linear scans over an associative array is like trying to club someone to death with a loaded Uzi.
I don't order fries with my club sandwich.
They always try to play with our minds. But that won't work with our club. We've got 20 guys without brains.
Hockey is a fast, body-contact game played by men with clubs in their hands and knives laced to their feet.
I never took a position we were going to be a good ball club. I took the position we were going to be a winning ball club.
And the trouble with me is that my ego just can't accept a loss. I suppose that if I were more perfectly adjusted, I would toss off defeat, but my name is on this ball club. Thirty-six men publicly reflect me and reflect on me, and it's a matter of my pride.
Some emotions cannot be endured with a golf club in your hands.
I assume my stance, and take back the club, low, slowly; at the top, my eyes fog over, and my joints dip and swirl like barn swallows, I swing. There is a fruitless commotion of dust and rubber at my feet. "Smothered it," I say promptly. After enough lessons the terminology becomes second nature.
If it really made sense to "let the club do the work," you'd just say, "Driver, wedge to the green, one-putt," and walk to the next tee.
The golfer has more enemies than any other athlete. He has fourteen clubs in his bag, all of them different; 18 holoes to play, all of them different, every week; and all around him is sand, trees, grass, water, wind and 143 other players. In addition, the game is 50 percent mental, so his biggest enemy is himself.
My wife made me join a bridge club... I jump off next Tuesday.
The law should be a shield for the weak and powerless, not a club for the
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