Quotes About Locker

It drove me crazy, Scotland. It was cold. It was abuse. It was snowing and everything. I was so cold that one day I faked an injury to go to the locker room.

But I think Cybil was my biggest fan. She cut out my articles and hung them in her locker and we were always cracking up how if you wrote the simplest, most obvious thing in the world people thought you were a genius.

There's a picture of the real Coach Gary Gaines in the book and he's sitting in the locker room after a game, and he just looks so much like Billy Bob, that we went to him.

You get so used to going to MetLife and then going right to the Giant locker room and now you go left to the Jet locker room and that's a little weird - not anymore, but it was at first.

Kept his locker full of weed just to satisfy his smoking needs and his love of fire.

They put little goats in his locker, little baby goats.

I see us milling around our lockers in Tri-County High, laughing and joking and making plans for the weekend, whispering about girls and sex and other undiscovered territories, slapping five, talking cool, dreaming our pretty little high school dreams.

about Mom, and how stupid I was for doing this. Also, how glad I was that I didn't have to camp out in a dark, cold storage locker that night. (Seriously—what was I thinking?) And when Mom said she was coming first thing in the morning, she meant it. By six o'clock, Mrs. Galletta was waking me up and asking Mom if we wanted breakfast before we left.

In baseball, you pack your uniform in the clubhouse after a ball game, and you see it hanging up in your locker when you get to your next city.

The bar had the ambiance of a Chevron station mini-mart and the odor of someone deep-frying fish in a men's locker room.

I turned the dial back to sixteen, lifted the handle, and jerked the locker door open. Wendy let out an "Oh" and reached for the roses. Then she spun around and planted a kiss on me—right there in front of Jerry Bridges and Mr. Crowell and everybody. "Crimeny," Jerry said, and walked off. Mr. Crowell grinned and looked away. I just stood there with a stupid smile on my face, too far gone even to say, "Happy Valentine's Day.

A poster by the door to the locker room showed a Jackaroo avatar dressed as Uncle Sam, pointing a white-gloved finger under the caption I Want You for Anal Probing .

As I take Justin's books out of his locker, I can feel someone hovering on the periphery. I turn, and the girl standing there is transparent in her emotions—tentative and expectant, nervous and adoring.

The first piece of 'long' fiction I wrote was a novella parody of Stephen King's 'Christine.' I was in high school, and my version was about a kid with a possessed locker instead of a possessed car. It was also my first attempt at humour, which fell completely flat because no one who read it realized it was a parody!

It's football, you know the locker room is going to change.

When I played, Old-Timers Day was my favorite day of the whole season, because I got to share a locker with one of the great Yankees... It was an out-of-body experience.

It's like a fuckin' nightmare," Letty said. "One of those where you're trying to find your school locker and you keep running from one to the next, and it's never yours.