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moonshine
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Moonshine is a 1918 American short comedy film directed by and starring Fatty Arbuckle . While the film is considered incomplete, there are different surviving prints of varying quality. The Kino The Genius of Buster Keaton DVD release presents about 6 ...
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Moonshine \Moon"shine`\, a. Moonlight. [R.] --Clarendon. 2. Empty; trivial; idle. 3. Designating, or pertaining to, illicit liquor; as, moonshine whisky. [Dial. Eng., & Colloq. or Slang, U. S.]
Usage examples of moonshine.
The cocks wake up if there is the faintest moonshine and begin an antiphonal service between responsive barn-yards.
Colin took the liberty of barkening too, and immediately heard what Moonshine referred to.
Hill of Deer, riding in bright moonshine up the benty slopes and past the hazel thickets.
Something of definiteness was to be desired in the spectacle, but there was ample compensation in the mystery with which the broad effulgence and the dense unluminous shadows of the moonshine invested it.
The indefinite blackwork filigree of moonshine and shadow shifted and blurred on his bare body and gleamed dully from the sword he held before him.
I did not go to the cabin for more target practice, though I did attend a few other goat parties in which I avoided chitlins, moonshine, and an increasingly aggressive Carleen.
Harry Rex brought moonshine and a large platter of chitlins that almost broke up the festivities.
And, with a little extra effort, moonshine, brainstim, headboxes, needlework, or even a sleeve job.
Stringy, bedraggled, raddled with the paint of pokeberry juice, and smelling of moonshine whisky, she haunted the alleys or poked in the dump heaps between sunset and dusk.
Moonshine was as old as her litter mate Nutmeg but much sprier in her dotage, despite countless litters.
Colin should be back by evening, and then, with or without Moonshine, they would try to discover where the brigands had taken the unicorns and persuade King Roari to do something about it, as soon as he returned to Queenston.
Colin and Moonshine had met on the road from Everclear to Little Darlingham.
The cocks wake up if there is the faintest moonshine and begin an antiphonal service between responsive barn-yards.
If anyone had harmed Moonshine, or Colin, who for all his perverse balkiness was the only fellow she'd ever met she could genuinely profess herself to be fond of, she would categorically dismember the culprit with her own hands.
Brilliant moonshine and a contrastingly almost total darkness had alternated a score of times as the low, tattered, black clouds scudded across the valley, and the cold deepened until it reached down into the bones of the two watchers in the shadows.