Well, actually I was thinking of
Lincoln Tunnel
but since you brought up
Holland Taylor
I’m betting you’re thinking of that two-man singing duo who had the hit Maneater
Hall and Oates is actually a type of cereal.
Twickster, Porridge Oatsmeans to hunt for food in the wild.
If you’re looking for this food amongst the wild Holland Tulips that were bypassed back there, just give up.
Forage
is the idea you’re cultivating, that is, something surrendered or subject to surrender as punishment for a crime, an offense, an error, or a breach of contract, or not smelling the flowers along the way.
Too slow
I typed all that crap and you were too slow! :eek:
I suspect you’re talking about
Forfeiture
but that’s just another word for strength and determination
Strength has nothing to do with it. Fortitude is isolation, or getting away from it all. Like when Superman goes to his fortress.
Solitude
is cards you play by yourself (and cheat at)
No, Solitaire was a French philosopher, UIVMM.
Go to your room and think about why this is wrong (no games, phone, no friends, etc.). Once you figure it out, a
Solitaire
or, dramatic inner monologue representing a series of unspoken reflections – written out, of course – will be sufficient reportage.
You’re thinking of
Voltaire
but that’s just a measure of electric potential.
Nah,
voltage
is a measure of the space an object takes up
But, then again,
volume
is how you describe somebody who’s stacked like a brick privy
Attractive idea, but it’s really
voluptuous
you’re thinking of – a genus of dromaeosaurid theropod dinosaur that existed approximately 83 to 70 million years ago during the later part of the Cretaceous Period.
Might this be the very same
velociraptor
referred to on the previous page (#199) maybe?
deleted.
Before the wheels come off this completely, let me point out that
voluptuous was (and is) that cute-as-a-bug German car.
Thanks for the rescue.
Is it the mighty
volkswagen
to which you refer? (sure hope so, 'cause no other V-car comes to mind)
But if it is, you should know that that’s really the bunch of Odin’s maidens who selected the people to get killed in battle so they could give them a neat ride to Valhalla. (They’re featured in the helicopter music in Apocalypse Now)
No, the Valkyries are those '80s-era dames who, like, ya know, gag me with a spoon to the max!