skinny造句

The skinny boy is, of course, Brazil.

Four skinny trees with skinny necks and pointy elbows like mine.

You're too skinny. We need to fatten you up.

Or do you go skinny dipping in your backyard pool?

It was spindly looking with a tall skinny stalk and only one head on it.

Herbivorous boys are fragile, do not have a stocky body — skinny.

Just then a skinny homeless man limped out from a nearby alleyway. MMT.

Once upon a time, there was a skinny boy who was bullied at school.

He is rather short and skinny, has a thin moustache and even thinner hair on his head.

As she came out in her orange jumpsuit, I was surprised to see how skinny and small she looked.

If you're looking to lose weight, here's a simple tip: don't dine with the skinny dude who stuffs his face.

In this article, I'll give you the skinny on which of 5 body parts (yours AND hers) can tote-up major points on the Seduce-Her Scoreboard!

Her burst of colourful clothing - a purple kaftan, skinny jeans and high heels - was almost defiant in a city where women still scurry around in burkas.

Simply break the ponytail into two ropes, take a skinny section from the left and add to the right, then repeat to the ends of your hair.

Instead they climb up the doll's skinny plastic neck like on a trucker or pirate — but, like a true Barbie doll, at least they are pink.

A tall, skinny, 'coltish girl, all legs and elbows, her brown hair was' woven in a thick braid and bound about with strips of leather.

The trouble with shopping for clothes online is that you never know if that dynamite blouse will look as good on you as it does on the skinny model.

Of all the lemurs, sifakas are perhaps the best known because they can leap fantastic distances in trees but when on the ground jump awkwardly on two legs, their skinny bodies stretched tall as they careen sideways.

For a streamlined appearance, tuck a light-hued blouse into matching skinny jeans like Kate Moss's and take it to the next level with chic heels and a status bag.

But young Adolf Hitler was rejected. What we see in the prologue of “Mein Kampf”, a disturbing feature film directed by Urs Odermatt, is an utterly desperate and skinny young man in shabby clothes.

You knew you had mail because you saw it in profile, leaning diagonally against the wall of your box, and years later, after I was gone from Ault, I dreamed sometimes that I saw that skinny shadow.