Go limp.

Your limp dick.

His cheeks were alternately limp and tightly puffed.

Absent, we missed her, grew haggard and limp.

Because Hendricks walked with a limp of course.

Sort of funnyIooking, with a bit of a limp.

English Jim is the man who walked with a limp.

Go ahead and visit the city all alone, you'll limp.

A limp is a type of asymmetric abnormality of the gait.

I wondered about the limp. Could I grow to love it?

In the tunnel she lagged far behind, with a shocking limp.

I can't do nothing but limp around with this fucking stick.

Why did you walk with a limp when you came in here?

I don't remember feeling very much of anything, until his body went limp

I don't like it when you're limp and dependent, or odd and wayward.

Hum, you just touch me and I go as limp as a noodle.

If COP 21 fails, it is hard to see how the U.N. process can limp on.

A limp is the presenting problem in about 4 of children who visit hospital emergency departments.

You ll notice the limp cigarette hanging out of his mouth, and impotence the headline is, Impotent it s not emphysema.

You'll notice the limp cigarette hanging out of his mouth, and impotence the headline is, Impotent it's not emphysema.

Home, home! We are home! Home!

The overlong ears, the overlarge feet, helps us to picture, to feel intuitively, what it means to limp and to tremble.

Her black dress made her look yellower than ever, and her limp light hair straggled from under her black crepe hat.

The overlong ears, the overlarge feet, helps us to picture, to feel intuitively, what it means to limp and to tremble.

Home, home, home at last.

The limp debt exchange agreed to in July can be thrown out and replaced by one that grants the country meaningful debt relief.

It hung limp for a moment in mid air, fluttered weirdly, stood full and decorous buttoning itself, and sat down in his chair.

Home was home.

Home, sweet home.

Home, sweet home!

Well, really! he cried, and then he choked and laughed again until he was obliged to lie back, limp and helpless, in the chair.

Well, really! he cried, and then he choked and laughed again until he was obliged to lie back, limp and helpless, in the chair.

Home Sweet Second Home

Goin' home, goin' home

My home is your home.

Home, sweet home. Where's Charlie?

I'm going home. Straight home.

Go home, Hooker. Go home.

Welcome home. You're home too?

Home loving, home cooking and security.

Shall we go home? Let's go home.

Father, I'm home! We're home, Mr. Geppetto!

Home, you idle creatures, get you home!

The face of Mr. Cuss was angry and resolute, but his costume was defective, a sort of limp white kilt that could only have passed muster in Greece.

Home.