Word: burrowed
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...personal dream machine will come complete with a push-button Rattlefinder, to locate and erase those mysterious internal clonking noises--a hidden cause of road rage--and a RadarScope Trez-R-Search, to burrow deep down into the seat cushions and retrieve coins, tokens, pens and French fries our grandparents would have given up for lost...
...wanted nothing more than to tumble down a rabbit hole or burrow through the back of a wardrobe and enter a strange and secret new world. As a big kid back in the early 1990s, I found that world in the Internet, which was maddeningly difficult to get into and inhabited only by wild and woolly creatures. But since e-commerce marched in, cyberspace has looked less like a private Narnia or Wonderland and more like a tourist-infested Disneyland. These days, I've found a a much better way to unlock secret digital worlds: Go on an Easter...
...world's oldest surviving reptiles, turtles are also ecologically invaluable critters. That's why Pritchard's work to save them from extinction--and soup--is as serious as it is offbeat. Like alligators and other large burrowing animals, turtles are "eco-system architects," says Pritchard. "A turtle's burrow has got an incredible variety of things living...
Finding the best deal on airfares can be an exercise in frustration, largely because no human being can fully comprehend the airlines' byzantine pricing system. Yet somewhere within that maze, savings are available--especially if you're able to burrow down deep into the Internet or participate in online ticket auctions. As you do so, though, remember that traditional travel agents, who have the time to research all possibilities for you, still have a role to play...
...masochists stuck together, then something good might happen. Unfortunately, those lonely hearts out there do not sport any recognizable labels like DKNY or Tommy Hilfiger, so we burrow deeper and deeper into our own graves. Maybe I'm not giving other people enough credit. Maybe everyone is a lonely, bored masochist just like me, but is afraid of letting anyone know lest a revolution be born greater than anything Marx could whip...