Reggie. Reggie.

Reggie?

Yes, Reggie?

Think, Reggie.

Reggie, he said.

I lost a Reggie.

Reggie, cut it out.

Help me! Reggie, stop.

Reggie, I beg you.

With Reggie, we'd tried gross.

Reggie, old top, she's gone!

Why, of course. Poor Reggie.

Keeps calling' for Aunt Reggie.

Reggie, I want those stamps!

Now, Reggie, listen to me.

Reggie! The stamps! Where are they?

Almost forgot to mention it. Reggie Pepper.

Reggie? It's the only name I've got.

So it started out, we made one Reggie.

It was the eighth. Reggie, old man, I

Ohh. Hey, knock it off. Come on, Reggie.

I was thinking that if Reggie, my brotherinlaw....

It's there, Reggie. We're looking at it right now.

And now we begin the tribute video to Reggie Watts.

Reggie, he said, you're a genius. I've always said so.

They think I'm working with them, but I'm not, Reggie.

I think it only said where. Come on, Reggie, think.

If Reggie got hold of information like this information it's likely that would be the last time anyone would ever see or hear of dear old Reggie.

He didn't apologize. Reggie, he said, I've got it now for certain.

I doubt very much whether old Reggie will be waiting for us in Santa Rosita.

Here's old Reggie, dear, said Bobbie. I've brought him home to have a bit of dinner.

Reggie, he said, I'm on the trail. This time I'm convinced that I shall pull it off.

Reggie arrived during the summer of 1945, and found a job in the Features Department of the BBC.

Finally, it was time to introduce Reggie Watts, the dying Exxon janitor who had volunteered to be turned into fuel.

According to his file, Reggie had been working to increase Soviet influence in Romania and the Middle East throughout the war.

So we'd show them a tribute video to Reggie Watts, a terminally ill Exxon janitor who had volunteered to be turned into fuel.

Marketing and release The game was first announced by Nintendo of America president and CEO Reggie Fils Aime and a trailer was briefly shown during the Electronic Entertainment Expo 2009.

Reggie, I'm going round to the Coliseum this minute, and I'm going to dig the date of those Terpsichorean Cats out of them, if I have to use a crowbar.

Reggie stopped becoming the best to me, because what Etheridge Knight taught me was that I could make my words sound like music, even my small ones, the monosyilables, the ifs, ands, buts, whats, the gangsta in my slang could fall right on the ear, and from then on, I started chasing Etheridge Knight.

Young Reggie Foljambe to my certain knowledge offered him double what I was giving him, and Alistair Bingham Reeves, who's got a valet who had been known to press his trousers sideways, used to look at him, when he came to see me, with a kind of glittering hungry eye which disturbed me deucedly.