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...Jerry, always helpful, grabs a fish pole from a lady angler when she gets a bite, yanks on it hard, loses the fish, staggers backward, tangles poles with another angler, staggers backward knocking over anglers, poles, bait buckets, lunch baskets and trash cans, till at last he winds up splat in the middle of the first this-is-me-and-the-big-fish-I-caught snapshot ever taken with the subject's head in the fish's mouth...
...admit Ralph Bunche to the West Side Tennis Club. Soon there was a crash program in which thousands of courts were built in parks and school-yards across the country. Weeds grew in the sandlots until the basepaths and pitcher's mounds were indistinguishable, until the "pock ... pock ... pock ... splat ... Gee I think your shot just missed by an inch, Bobby" replaced Chubby Checker singing The Theme From Mother Courage as our national sound...
...party of balloonists promptly undertook to fly over The Great Eyrie and see what they could see. They never made it. As the balloon approached the summit, a peculiar projectile came whooshing up and-splat! The gasbag fell into a crater. When the passengers came to their senses, they found themselves aboard the sort of crazy airship schoolboys have been sketching ever since Jules Verne produced those tomes of fantascience (Master of the World, Robur the Conqueror] that inspired this properly naive and lively little subteen special...
Three-Ring Circus (Paramount) has Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis selling frozen custard at the circus. Customers crowd around. All at once the bung blows out of the custard vat. Splat! Barrages of goo go glugging in all directions. Jerry tries to plug the hole with his fist. Fffffttt! His feet go silly on the slimy stuff, and down he slathers. "Helpfllgrrulp!" As he opens his mouth to holler, a stream of sweet bilge hoses down his esophagus. In a matter of seconds everybody in sight is wallowing gloriously in orange muck, and the whole scene looks like nothing...
After a few words of introduction from Doña Alicia, Poet Antonio Zubiaurre launched into his Death of Manolete, a lyrical tribute to one of Spain's great bullfighters. He had scarcely got the bull into the ring when his lisping Castilian was interrupted by the splat of a tomato against his coat lapel...