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Usage examples of olaf.

Or he might have been a king, cast in the mold of Harold, Olaf, Haakon, or Magnus.

The deal is this: I will try to make sure that Count Olaf and his associates never go anywhere near you, and you will work in my lumbermill until you come of age and get all that money.

The siblings' fingers were soon so sore that they could scarcely hold the coupons they were given each day, but Count Olaf did not try to force them to surrender their fortune.

But the three siblings knew that they would not be able to convince the Squalors to discuss it any further, any more than they had been able to convince them that Gunther was Count Olaf instead of an in auctioneer, so they said good night to Esmé and followed Jerome across three ballrooms, past a breakfast room, through two sitting rooms, and eventually to their own bedrooms.

Truthfully, I wasn't up to arm wrestling Olaf, and I couldn't really shoot him just for yelling at me.

Violet and Klaus could see at once that they were similar to the whip Olaf had used when bossing around the lions at Caligari Carnival.

But everyone called him Count Olaf, unless he was wearing one of his ridiculous disguises and making people call him a false name.

But for the time being, the Chinks and the Japs are blood brothers, and it is we, Olaf, the deluded round-eyes, who are destined to suck on the hind tit.

The man gave Olaf a grin that made it seem even colder on the mountain peak, and then stopped and helped the woman lean the toboggan against the rock where Sunny had served breakfast.

Olaf shifted, either uncomfortable, or fighting down the urge to do something worse than mouthing off.

Olaf landed on his oxygen cylinders, as usual, and got them in the usual place.

She was wearing a long, shimmering robe that seemed to change colors as she moved, and a turban that looked very much like the one Count Olaf had worn back at Prufrock Preparatory School.

Just when the Quagmires had learned some terrible secret about Olaf, he had snatched them away, and since then the Baudelaires had been so worried that they had scarcely slept a wink.

The Quagmires had put on disguises, risking their lives in order to try to fool Olaf.

Olaf Thorsen must be okay, if his mother loved him, but he still missed her more than he let Kerry know, and the letter had rekindled all his old yearning for the satellite cities and the skywires and all the marvels he couldn't even imagine on the strange far Earth.