"Don't underline, dog-ear the pages or turn it over open." | |
Don't underline anything, dog-ear the pages or turn them over open. | |
If he finished reading the book and closed it, merely forgetting to dog-ear it the way you suggested, and then put it on his night table, then he would get up, he would go to his desk, take out his medical report, he would read it, | |
Now, he must have closed it and put it there. But why didn't he dog-ear the page? | |
Oh, let's dog-ear this for a sec. | |
"Don't underline, dog-ear the pages or turn it over open." | |
Don't underline anything, dog-ear the pages or turn them over open. | |
If he finished reading the book and closed it, merely forgetting to dog-ear it the way you suggested, and then put it on his night table, then he would get up, he would go to his desk, take out his medical report, he would read it, | |
Now, he must have closed it and put it there. But why didn't he dog-ear the page? | |
Oh, let's dog-ear this for a sec. | |
It's got underlining and dog-ears... | |
Well, that's only dog-ears. | |
It's got underlining and dog-ears... | |
Well, that's only dog-ears. | |
A couple of the magazines appear to be older, with dog-eared pages. | |
A lot of dog-eared pages. | |
A stuffed animal, a dog-eared copy of Middlemarch. | |
Also, some receipts and a dog-eared copy of Thomas Paine's the rights of man, so at least he's literate. | |
And the most dog-eared piece of literature in the bathroom. | |
Okay, fine, no highlighting, no looking stuff up, no dog-earing pages. | |
You might as well be dog-earing a tear-stained bridal magazine while wolfing down the box of chocolates you had delivered to yourself at work from your "fiancé" who no one's ever met. | |
A couple of the magazines appear to be older, with dog-eared pages. | |
A lot of dog-eared pages. | |
A stuffed animal, a dog-eared copy of Middlemarch. | |
Also, some receipts and a dog-eared copy of Thomas Paine's the rights of man, so at least he's literate. | |
And the most dog-eared piece of literature in the bathroom. | |
Okay, fine, no highlighting, no looking stuff up, no dog-earing pages. | |
You might as well be dog-earing a tear-stained bridal magazine while wolfing down the box of chocolates you had delivered to yourself at work from your "fiancé" who no one's ever met. | |