"I Am Woman" singer, 1972

Usage examples of reddy.

Nor did you see John Reddy in his leather jacket and jeans, longish hair whipping in the wind, out there joking with his buddies.

Judge Hamilton W Schor of the Erie County Criminal Court denied lohn Reddy bail.

Judge Schor whom we believed to be our enemy was brisk and matter-of-fact and must have learned to disguise his repugnance for Reddy.

Yoon Shoon company: a Michelin Man, a Reddy Kilowatt, a Ronald McDonald, a Mickey Mouse, like that.

John Reddy were never seen together, and if breathlessly between classes to pass by John Reddy and flash him an muted version of her trademark cheerleader smile, John Reddy took no notice.

None of the girls of the Circle, searching their hearts and consciences, being truthful, mostly Christian good-girls, could lay claim to having seen John Reddy following exams in the gymnasium.

At that time John Reddy had been imprisoned at Tomahawk Island and none of the Hearts had visited him except his grandfather on the first of each month.

At such times John Reddy was cruising in his funkysexy Mercury in Cheektowaga, Tonawanda, Lockport or Buffalo, restless and looking for action.

And as the little girl, helped out by Carter and Reddy and the Hungry Tiger, recounted her strange trip with Carter to Rash, the discovery of the Hungry Tiger, the wicked-ness of Irashi, the story of the lost rubies and the little Prince, their escape and fall Down Town-Ozma and Atmos listened with simply breathless attention.

In a twinkling Betsy hopped up beside her and with Reddy pacing proudly ahead and Carter and Atmos ambling comfortably behind, the little procession started off.

Bidding the little girls hold tight, he went charging full speed over the hill', Reddy, Atmos and Carter racing breathless after him.

Nor even out of distraction or forgetfulness or because he smoked dope with his buddies or exhaustion--you know, John Reddy never got enough sleep.

Smoke grumbled to his buddies how pissed he'd been telling the of the Circle this story about John Reddy he believed would impress hell out of them, only to have them go into practically a trance.

John Reddy was talking with his buddies Orrie Buhr, Calvo, Clyde Meunzer, leaning against the acid-green Caddie and passing a butt among them (a reefer?

Nor did you see John Reddy in his leather jacket and jeans, longish hair whipping in the wind, out there joking with his buddies.