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Usage examples of bulldog.

I was settin pins in a bowfin alley in Ardmore Oklahoma and I got dogbit by a bulldog took a chunk out of my leg the size of a Sunday roast and it got infected and the man I worked for carried me down to the doctor and they thought I had rabies or somethin and all hell busted loose and I got shipped back to Uvalde County.

One of these was a portrait of a man with a bulldog face of almost Winston Churchillian tenacity.

Zoe writhed desperately as two small bulldog clamps were fastened to the soft outer folds of her vulva.

Passing the Bloemfontein-Ladybrand line at Israel Poort he swept southwards, with British columns still wearily trailing behind him, like honest bulldogs panting after a greyhound.

Lott looked like a bulldog, short, built like a fireplug, an expanding beer belly hanging over his belt.

Built like a fireplug, Alexander looked like a brown-haired bulldog, a resemblance only broken by his bushy mustache.

Bulldog and clones can take anything from light target loads and wadcutter to Colt SofTip dum-dums and worse.

Of the Boers seventeen were left dead in front of the kraal, and the forty-five had not escaped from the bulldog grip which held them.

So one may see bulldogs, those amiable animals, suddenly disclose their tenacity.

The shirt was French-cuffed, of course, and now with the cuffs pulled back for the manicure, the ruby cufflinks sat a couple of inches apart on the desk, staring at Treadwell like the eyes of a drunk bulldog.

Bulldog took a step closer to Luke, bringing with him the sweet scent of the peppermints the man ate all the time.

As Fulkerson said, Beaton had caught on with the delicacy of a hummingbird and the tenacity of a bulldog to the virtues of their illustrative process, and had worked it for all it was worth.

On the way in from the front hall Celia stepped over or around five animals-a friendly Irish setter, a growling English bulldog, and three cats.

There are no proctors, no bulldogs, no bursers, no deans, no morning and evening chapel, no quads, no surplices, no caps and gowns.

I think I can see him now, a-coming up the Strand between the two street-keepers, a little sobered by the bruising, with a patch o' winegar and brown paper over his right eyelid, and that 'ere lovely bulldog, as pinned the little boy arterwards, a-following at his heels.