Showing posts with label wrestle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wrestle. Show all posts
Monday, 24 September 2012
About to apply
. . . I was about to apply the Flashman half-nelson (buttoack in one hand, tit in t’other) when she drew her head back from mine . . .
Flashman on the March, p.70, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.
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Tuesday, 23 February 2010
A question of ethnic identity
She gave a frightened little moan, opened her eyes wide, and whispered:
     ‘You’re sure you’re Jewish … not … not Indian?’
     ‘Han, mem-sahib,’ says I, thrusting away respectfully, and she gave a contented little squeal and grappled me like a wrestler.
Flashman in the Great Game, p.141, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.
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Flashman, Flashman quotes, Jewish.
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