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Bobby's wife
Answer for the clue "Bobby's wife ", 5 letters:
ethel
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Usage examples of ethel.
Now if Ethel and you will go and behowl yourselves, I will do it alone.
After that, on I Love Lucy, Ricky pays Ethel twenty dollars for a quick hand job in the broom closet, but things get really hilarious when Fred is caught placing a kosher knockwurst in Lucys asshole.
She lived on the ground floor of a brownstone on West Eighty-second Street, and Neeve stopped there occasionally to help Ethel decide what clothes to keep from year to year and what to give away.
On impulse, Neeve had invited Ethel to the annual Christmas party she and Myles gave in the apartment.
Four years ago when Ethel first asked Neeve to go through her closet, Neeve had told her that it was no wonder she never could put any outfits together.
On the inside of the doors, Ethel had pasted the lists Neeve had given her, which accessories to wear with which outfits.
Ethel stood naked and scrawny before them, coughing into a retained cloth, shivering despite the close heat of all their bodies.
A quick shufti through this lot and a heap of correspondence told Ethel that Mr.
To be with Ethel was perpetual delight--she astonished this sisterless youngster with a thousand feminine niceties and refinements.
He stood Gertrude behind Ethel and issued similar instructions, suggesting that she take support from Ethel.
Was it possible that Villainess Ethel had an accomplice in that nice Mr.
Ethel, in the first flower of her loveliness, mingling with, and outshining, every other beauty of her country.
They fell sideways against the paneled wall, dislodging a photograph of Ethel Klayman from its nail.
Bonham towered over him, a duster in his hand, a floral pinny on his chest, a look of surprise on his face mingled with the unremitting sorrow which seemed to Troy to have been his lot since the Blitz and the death of his wife Ethel.
Her name was Ethel Sump, and she had seen Close Encounters of the Third Kind sixteen times, seventeen if you counted the time she sat through it four times in one evening and fell asleep midway through the midnight showing, only to wake up on the floor of the deserted theater the next morning to the sound of her dry popcorn belch.