Quotes About Purse

Sally put his gun back in his pants. Guess I flunked the estrogen test. We all stared at his crotch, and Grandma said what Lula and I were thinking. I thought that bulge was your dingdong,Grandma said. Jesus, Sally said, who do you think I am, Thunder the Wonder Horse? My gun wouldn't fit in my purse. You need to get a smaller gun, Lula said. Ruins your lines with that big old Glock in your drawers.

Grandma has a .45 long barrel that she keeps hidden from my mother. She got it from her friend Elsie, who picked it up at a yard sale. Probably it was in Grandma's purse. Grandma says it gives the bag some heft, in case she has to beat off a mugger. This might be true, but I think mostly Grandma likes pretending she is Clint Eastwood.

Grandma pulled a .44 magnum out of her purse. Everybody duck, and I'll shoot out his tires.

Grandma has some things in common with the Queen of England. They have the same hairstyle, they each carry their purse in the crook of their arm, and no one tells either of them what to do. Grandma

Shaunee was digging in her purse like she'd misplaced a tube of one of MAC's seasonal lipsticks that you buy and fall in love with AND THEN THEY DISCONTINUE IT BECAUSE THEY REALLY HATE US AND WANT US TO BE CRAZY.

Once in every few publishing seasons there is an Event. For no apparent reason, the great heart of the Public gives a startled jump, and the public's great purse is emptied to secure copies of some novel which has stolen into the world without advance advertising and whose only claim to recognition is that The Licensed Victuallers' Gazette has stated in a two-line review that it is 'readable'.

hurrying out the sliding doors pushing her purloined baggage cart—purse perched on top—hadn't been such a smart idea. But she'd only turned away for a moment to offer aid to a "mama"-wailing toddler, and when she'd turned

Good folk, I have no coin, To take were to purloin: I have no copper in my purse, I have no silver either, And all my gold is on the furze That shakes in windy weather Above the rusy heather.

My memories are like coins in the devil's purse: when you open it you find only dead leaves.

My memories are like coins in the devil's purse: when you open it you find only dead leaves.

I'm a disorganized mess. My purse is gross: I once found a shoulder pad, string cheese, and a Christmas ornament in it!

We know the Constitution gives the purse strings to the House.

He tried several keys he had taken from her purse until one worked.

She had gone to the state fair in Columbus once with her sister Clarice and they had gotten lost in the House of Mirrors and Clarice's purse had been stolen by a man who had pretended to be a reflection until the very last moment.

Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit. SPEED: And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse.

I'm a disorganized mess. My purse is gross: I once found a shoulder pad, string cheese, and a Christmas ornament in it!

He's a fine man, with a sense of justice nicely contained by the law and an excellent judgment of both the pulse and purse of the electorate.

In luck or out the toil has left its mark: That old perplexity an empty purse, Or the day's vanity, the night's remorse.

I can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable.

Kaden - A few minutes later the door of the plane are open and Kaden pulls a leather jacket on to cover his shoulder and weapon, then reaches into the overhead bin and offers me my purse. "Annie is still intact." Elle - "Oh Annie," I say, opening the purse to stroke my gun, "How I missed you.

I froze like a startled bunny. Fumbling the disk into my purse, I cut my eyes toward the hallway. Had I locked the front door? Of course I had. Only a moron would break into someone's house and forget to lock the door. Damn it! I'd forgotten to lock the door.

They carry terror with them like a purse, And flinch from the horizon like a gun; And all the rivers and the railways run Away from Neighbourhood as from a curse.

THE HIGH MOON A SILVER coin in the sequined purse of the night

After all, in her daily life, she wasn't encountering any single older men, much less those who met her requirements: intelligent, kind, financially stable ("I don't want anyone looking for a nurse and a purse"), and physically fit ("Somebody who can still get an erection in a timely manner"). Hair was optional, but teeth, she insisted, were not.