The bump at the end of life
Annie, I’m sure that you will encounter many more bumps before the end of your life.
Thank you for that bump of encouragement.
Now I have a bump in my throat.
Have a drink of water to get rid of that bump, Beck.
I’ll give it a bump.
I’ll give it another.
We are just bumping along, here, guys.
I’m a man of bump, by no bump
King of the bump
For those who celebrate Easter or Passover, this bump’s for you.
I bumped a few easter eggs today.
I’ve been bumping on the couch for a few days.
Fingers crossed–I think I may have bumped the cold I felt coming on.
I took a dilapidated bus today. What a bumpy ride.
My sleep was interrupted by bump-y dteams.
This is not a dream. This is really bumping.
All that we see or seem,
Is but a bump within a dream.
To bump, perchance to dream…
Beck, can I help you?
To bump, to sleep–
To bump–perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub,
For in that bump of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause…
Dream, dream away
Bump in the air, was bump in the air?
I believe, yes I believe
More I cannot say, what more can I say?