What is "litterbug"

Usage examples of "litterbug".

Instead, despite the efforts of the local litterbugs, the honeysuckle was threatened by the summery, heat-drawn tang of genimal manures deposited on the greenways and in the drives of a thousand homes.

They were entering a district of factories and warehouses, of streets that even litterbugs ignored and whose gutters overflowed with filth, of alleys choked with honeysuckle, of cracked masonry and burned-out hulks, of stark desolation softened only by the draperies of the honeysuckle vines.

By now, she thought, they must have fed the Armadon to the litterbugs, something the veedo shows insisted was a common underworld tactic for disposing of biological evidence.

The busy but clean streets had broader sidewalks and more litterbugs than elsewhere.

Their eyes were on the floor below, noting the steel cages that kept the pups from mobbing visitors through the ground floor entries, the drainage grills that surrounded the bases of the pillars, the litterbugs that quietly patrolled the floor, cleaning up whatever wastes they had missed on earlier circuits.

Among them all roamed large litterbugs, seeking the refuse on which they fed.

In the distance, a pair of litterbugs, scoop-jawed descendants of pigs, wandered desultorily about the parking lot as they sought the waste material that it was their mission to remove.

Slowly, with the rhythm of a dirge, the veedo screen pulsed with images taken from the recent past, images that had, till now, too rarely reached the news: killing at the park, raping green skins in an alley, butchering Roachsters and litterbugs, chasing, hacking, burning.

He and Tom had come upon them barbecuing litterbugs, and they had seen him, the pig from under the sink, as no more than a second course.

Behind the glass were Roachsters, Slugabeds, hanky bushes, padplants, flytraps, condombers, snackbushes, garbage disposals, litterbugs, fluorescent philodendrons, and other products of the gengineer's art.

When the litterbug flicked a cigar butt out the window, Twilly didn't bother to stop.

She felt rather like a bee returning to a great busy hive, but a hive where the drones pilfered the royal jelly, the workers moonlighted as litterbugs, and the queen reigned only so long as she got good reviews in the Times.