| She doesn't want to sit in her dress and wrinkle it so I'm going to lay her down in the back of my neighbor's van! |
| Not a wrinkle, not a shadow of fatigue", |
| That's a wrinkle"? |
| *There's just one small wrinkle in this otherwise *romantic holiday that I forgot to share. |
| A new wrinkle on détente. |
| She doesn't want to sit in her dress and wrinkle it so I'm going to lay her down in the back of my neighbor's van! |
| Not a wrinkle, not a shadow of fatigue", |
| That's a wrinkle"? |
| *There's just one small wrinkle in this otherwise *romantic holiday that I forgot to share. |
| A new wrinkle on détente. |
| Archie, I've never seen so many wrinkles in me life." |
| Old, ugly white whore with old wrinkles and shit. |
| Rub it in when the wrinkles begin." |
| We would like to think of moments of sorrow as being those moments in which Querelle himself felt the light wrinkles of forgetfulness on his terrible body." You know, I know. |
| Whirls of wrinkles sealing the knuckles deeper now, |
| Archie, I've never seen so many wrinkles in me life." |
| Old, ugly white whore with old wrinkles and shit. |
| Rub it in when the wrinkles begin." |
| We would like to think of moments of sorrow as being those moments in which Querelle himself felt the light wrinkles of forgetfulness on his terrible body." You know, I know. |
| Whirls of wrinkles sealing the knuckles deeper now, |
| And the brow that's all furrowed " " and wrinkled with care " |
| And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command |
| Does this look too wrinkled to wear into Congress?" |
| Near them on the sand, half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies" "whose frown and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command" "tell that its sculptor well those passions read" |
| The dress must never be wrinkled. |
| Waves of heat rising up, wrinkling the air. |
| You're wrinkling my school clothes." |
| What's wrinkling you, Curly? |
| You're wrinkling dad's shirt, get out. |
| 200 wrinkling. |
| And the brow that's all furrowed " " and wrinkled with care " |
| And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command |
| Does this look too wrinkled to wear into Congress?" |
| Near them on the sand, half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies" "whose frown and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command" "tell that its sculptor well those passions read" |
| The dress must never be wrinkled. |
| Waves of heat rising up, wrinkling the air. |
| You're wrinkling my school clothes." |
| What's wrinkling you, Curly? |
| You're wrinkling dad's shirt, get out. |
| 200 wrinkling. |
