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Be rude in line
Answer for the clue "Be rude in line ", 5 letters:
shove
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Word definitions in WordNet
v. come into rough contact with while moving; "The passengers jostled each other in the overcrowded train" [syn: jostle ] push roughly; "the people pushed and shoved to get in line" press or force; "Stuff money into an envelope"; "She thrust the letter ...
Usage examples of shove.
He shoved his plate of food aside as if it were suddenly annoying him.
She rammed her shoulder into it without giving Jadrek a chance to see who was on the other side of it, and shoved it open before the Archivist had time to react.
With the second Uzi held before her in both hands, she sat on the edge of the arroyo and shoved off into the slide that Chris had already used.
The Archpriest Zothnes was there, sitting next to Sarrask, with the Chancellor of Sask shoved down one place to make room for him, which shows you who rules in Sask now.
Mister Gosling, and kept making quick, pushing movements with his hands behind his back, to tell Barnacle to shove off up the ladder.
Barr a hard shove which deposited him forcibly in a chair, because the Barr grunt was loud and surprised.
Head Saloon, shoving through the batwing door as she had done in innumerable places and towns throughout the west.
One bright afternoon, a gig, gaily bedizened with streamers, was observed to shove off from the side of one of the French frigates, and pull directly for our gangway.
The mortal women heard the quick footsteps behind them, felt the ice-cold touch as Bento shoved through them in his haste to go.
Melbras shoved a chair against the door and bent to recover the bowstring he had let fall.
Instead of smooth, almost branchless trunks, they had rough, hairy bark and thick, flattened branches that shoved out from the main trunk in every direction.
Larssen savagely shoved him away while trying to raise the shotgun, but Brast was all over him again, sobbing, clutching at him like a drowning man.
I shoved tony carreras violently aside and tried to reach bullen, to strike down his gun hand, but I was still far too late, a lifetime too late.
I honestly told my visitors to shove off, but Burnside waxed eloquent.
The guy was in the sloppy baggy pants a lot of kids were favoring at the moment, a huge T-shirt, the inevitable baseball cap on backward: a tall kid, maybe seventeen, eighteen years old, hatchet-faced, with a thin little excuse for a mustache just growing, his hair blond, longish, shoved back under the hat.