Pig's proverbial place

Usage examples of poke.

His captor, a round-faced man with a scar twisting his lower lip, rattled off some sort of challenge, punctuating it by poking Alec in the chest with his finger.

Even in those years, only the most foolhardy explorers poked themselves over the altiplano rim of the bowl.

Poke and Lloyd would crash in on George, tie him and gag him, take the stuff, and maybe give him a couple of biffs and baffs for good measure.

When the hunters tired of fishing, and when they wearied of crossing the sand-dunes and the glaring, shimmering beachglaring and shimmering on every fine day of summer-to poke off the mussels and spear the butterfish and groper, they pushed through the Ceratopetalums and the burrawangs, and, following the tortuous bed of the principal creek amid the ferns and the moss and the vines and the myrtles, gradually ascending, they entered the sub-tropical patch where the ferns were huge and lank and staghorns clustered on rocks and trees, and the beautiful Dendrobium clung, and the supplejacks and leatherwoods and bangalow palms ran up in slender height, and that pretty massive parasite-the wild fig-made its umbrageous shade, as has been written.

She poked her head round the living room door, bade Mevrouw Beek a hurried goodbye and started down the narrow stairs.

Delilah, poking through a pile of flesh-colored knitted vests, gave it as her opinion that her benefactress had dealt the odious Miss Choice-Pickerell a crushing blow.

Mrs Biggs switched on the vacuum-cleaner and poked the handle round the room.

Miles peeled back the biotainer wrap from his left wrist, and gritted his teeth as a biocide swab stung and the needle poked.

The Icarii Enchanter cuddled the baby, whispering to him, and Caelum stretched curious hands to the man s face, poking and prodding till the birdman laughed and handed Caelum back to Azhure.

It was certainly not a very pressing invitation, but Blinky was a bear who poked himself everywhere, whether welcome or not.

Laurel poked at her sea bass and thought longingly of bluepoint crabs and the colors of the Gulf sky at sunset, the sound of the sea and gulls, the tang of salt air.

Gary remarked as Booger Bear poked his head out of the carrying pocket.

Anna poked a finger through the wire door of the carrier buckled into the passenger side of the bench seat.

A few moments later, as the crowd held its aching sides and mopped its eyes, Samson the Strong Man hauled prone, soaked, semi-conscious, fearfully hallucinating Buffo off up the gangway that led to the foyer as little children gave him one last tittering poke for luck before he vanished as from the face of the earth, while the clowns ran round and round the tiers of seats, kissing babies, distributing bonbons and laughing, laughing, laughing to hide their broken hearts.

Then she pokes the fire, draws a little buhl table close up to the hearth, spreads a white cloth, sets out the plates, puts the spoons by them, and enchanted, impatient, with flushed complexion, leans back in an armchair.