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Usage examples of gut.

This was the final consequence and the shattering cost of the aberration which came over the Nazi dictator in his youthful gutter days in Vienna and which he imparted to - or shared with - so many of his German followers.

His dry throat struggled to roar, his hands clawed uncontrollably at the air, and his guts seemed afire and yet light and free.

Und es ist zugleich das am wenigsten benutzte aller Geschenke was wohl nur gut ist.

Several of the Amar were seated apart, skinning and gutting the animals the hunters had brought back.

How many weeks I laid there blown right up the gut watching that bottle of plasma run down tubes stuck in me anyplace they could get one in?

Kadaver eines Hirsches das, meine ich, solltest du mir verzeihen , sondern weil meine Welt, so gut wie die deine, auf dem Spiel steht.

Wie gut, am Leben zu sein, am Leben zu sein und eine Aufgabe zu haben, und seine Lieben um sich.

Gator stood by the half-visible airman, talking to her as she rummaged around in the guts of the hydraulics system, electrical lines, and avionics that controlled the Tomcat.

He realized with a wrench in his gut that he had probably been the same age at that time as Rick Ayers, the redhead, was right now.

Mountain Lion up the valley of the Nile, until they came to el Baban, The Gates, and found the Saracen host drawn up for battle in the gut of the low sandy hills.

He should have been pleased that Batt had apparently moved quickly to start the matchmaking process, but for some reason, he felt a chill in his gut.

In a flourish that surprised everyone, Bec ripped handfuls of leaves from a spindly bush and stuffed them inside the gutted perch before letting Sarah bake them on her smoking fire pit.

With a sinking sensation in his gut, he decided that he must be in the compound of the Beja tribesmen beside the Beit el Mai, the stronghold of his old enemy Osman Atalan.

He and Biggins, Kellog and Bianco and the two reporters now sitting at the pool site, pretending to type stories on the gutted Compaq, were all employees of KFAL in Kansas City.

No son of a bitching Texas gut robber was going to tell Milton Anthony Warden what woman he could go out with and what one he couldnt.