Quotes About Mitts

valiant efforts to make conversation all stumbled and sank into quicksand. The main thing I remembered were the forced smiles, the heavy smell of cherry pipe tobacco and Grandpa Decker's not-very-friendly warning to keep my sticky little mitts off his model train set (an Alpine village which took up an entire room of their house and according to him was worth tens of thousands of dollars).

Keep your vampire mitts off me. I'm not your friggin' blood toy.

brothers and the Saints and the shooting. "Mitts Vasquez had been a member of the Saints before it collapsed." She explained why that was important, and that the Saints had worked for Nicole Rollins when she was still DEA. That it

Nature has achieved nothing quite as preposterous as an adolescent moose, his head as big as a beer keg with antlers the size of oven mitts.

Easy-to-grip handles are particularly important when a dish is hot and filled to the brim. The last thing you want is to grab skimpy handles with thick oven mitts and have the whole thing come crashing to your kitchen floor.

Ooo, let's see, I need to get my spicy barbecue sauce. Definitely some oven mitts, 'cause he's gonna be hot from being flame-broiled. I need to get a couple of them apple trees to make wood chips so the meat be nice and appley tasting. Give it that extra yumminess, 'cause I don't like that Daimon flavor. Ack! (Simi)

I used to soak my mitts in a bucket of water for about two days. Then I'd put a couple of baseballs in the pocket and wrap it up with a rubber band. Today you don't have to do that, because catchers' mitts are more like first baseman's gloves.

Their hands were also huge – two massive leathery mitts that looked like hairy wicket keeper's gloves.

It was as much a battle of wits and words as it was of mitts and swords.

One of the things I like most about Roufusport is, really, the culture. A lot of times, you're training in fight camps and running and hitting mitts and sparring. Those things get old kind of quick. I like the fact that they allow fun into the room.

He'd shoved his toque and mitts into the sleeve of his parka when he'd come in the night before, and now, thrusting his right arm into the armhole, he hit the blockage. At a practiced shove the pompom of the toque crowned the cuff followed by his mitts, like a tiny birth.