Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English
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a. Having a barrel chest
Usage examples of "barrel-chested".
Pender threw Flowers to Jubilee, a barrel-chested Pole who had the strength to contain half a dozen men, then turned to face Dunlop, his expression that of a man both confused and sorry.
He was a tall man, about forty, a career frontline soldier, fit but barrel-chested, with a full head of crew-cut gray hair.
He was a stocky, barrel-chested, shirtless Seabee who wore his white cap with the rim turned all the way down and looked like a beach bum.
Like Baden, the barrel-chested mage wore no shirt, and he ran a hand through the tangle of yellow hair that fell down around his shoulders.
He was talking to Agent Crammer, a ruddy-faced, barrel-chested young man who had a degree in accounting from the University of Pennsylvania.
They parted as their commander strode through them, and to my relief I saw that it was not Salan but the barrel-chested figure of Agha Shah Azuin.
Just before they left Ewa, a highly excited Navy supply officer at Pearl Harbor appeared, trying to locate a barrel-chested, bald-headed Marine Technical Sergeant who had been drawing supplies-including leather jackets and flight suits-with requisitions that turned out to be fraudulent.
Chunky, short-limbed, barrel-chested, Tenny looked completely out of place in a zippered flight suit and a visored gleaming plastic helmet.
Three years in the Belt had changed Fuchs somewhat: he was still burly, barrel-chested, but he had let his chestnut brown hair grow almost to his collar, and the earring he wore was now a polished chip of asteroidal copper.
He was barrel-chested, with thick thighs, and was, according to Tolly, 'as strong as a scrub bull'.
Gadbois, a barrel-chested paratrooper, forty-year veteran of Algeria, the Congo, and too many brushfires to mention, lit another cigarette and stared at the blizzard of gray and white snow swirling on the television screen a few feet away.
Even more insidious, walking to the side of the main band came a barrel-chested, grim-faced man wrapped in thick skins, brandishing a finely crafted axe and leading two large and snarling yellow dogs on thick chains.
Sedley is a marvelous storyteller with an appearance that greatly enhances his every tale: a mane of white hair, huge muttonchop sideburns, twinkling blue eyes as bloodshot as those of a survivor of any Megadeath concert, a nose the size of a formidable yellow squash and the color of an overripe tomato, pendulously fat lips, a tattooed tongue, a robust and barrel-chested body, and hands large enough and strong enough to strangle an ox.