throat
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he took him by the | throat | saying to him thou flayest |
he took him by the | throat | saying to him thou flayest |
general scots expressions thrapple for | throat | cragg for neck my lean |
more general scots expressions thrapple | throat | cragg neck my lean alone |
lamb wytin tae hae its | throat | cuttit i wisna richt till |
s beginnin ta think ma | throat | s bin cuttit we re |
tell jonsar eck cleared his | throat | an said i swear tae |
the second officer cleared his | throat | and flicked open a notebook |
aboot somebody lauder cleared his | throat | i would like tae hear |
checked his papers cleared his | throat | twa points afore we stert |
trousers rather and cleared his | throat | what s the matter wi |
alarm he s clearing his | throat | he s wanting to bend |
he s merely clearing his | throat | which reminds me muzzles are |
tho i had a sore | throat | for a few days before |
with a hot poker sore | throat | hot salt was placed in |
s sorer than the sore | throat | i got while i was |
cough and cough and my | throat | is very very sore the |
life rose up in my | throat | and threatened to stifle me |
a lump threatened in his | throat | fiona smiled fondly at him |
of deodorant catching jimmy s | throat | and irritating his chest couldn |
accumulated vibrations of his chest | throat | tongue and mouth the flow |
he took him by the | throat | and continued you murder latin |
he took him by the | throat | and continued you murder latin |
to vomit rose in her | throat | the bath water ran so |
terrible groan rose from his | throat | ye needna answer i ken |
ve nae got a sair | throat | as well have you f1114: |
stummle in ma walk ma | throat | s sae sair a daurna |
croaky you got a sair | throat | the night f1100: [clanking and water noises] f1099: |
is you got a sair | throat | up ye get [tap running] come |
kitchen soap an e cut | throat | an bilet watter oot o |
in her veins is cut | throat | chill aeons crumble to must |
ahead in the current cut | throat | climate of the new millennium |
i don t know whose | throat | is to be cut fiona |
the slack skin at his | throat | wobble david ran his hand |
f643: the the the mouth | throat | of the road so many |
hit the back of his | throat | felt his eyes water recovered |
roaring mill nose eyes and | throat | got full of black dust |
it gives you a dry | throat | as well mummy should have |
he d never kenned his | throat | sae dry until ae day |
holy mick rowland clears his | throat | harry oh sorry mr rowland |
f631: yeah f689: sorry ma | throat | s dryin up in here |
ruffs o fur aroon the | throat | arrived ae gloamintide tae dine |
gits a haud ae ma | throat | fur aw you ken she |
an let go ae ma | throat | it s up tae you |
an a steen in eez | throat | gin ye tell ma ma |
ll start watterin an ma | throat | ll swell up i ve |
goat a knife it ma | throat | wants hauf a million a |
tried tae hoast bit ma | throat | wis steekit an fecht as |
urgent wattles rattling at his | throat | as cock a doodle doo |
blaeness o his lang scrawny | throat | far the spit gaithered an |
be liquidized because of his | throat | he can t even get |
he s shaken by the | throat | he th- reverts into his |
needit something tae clear his | throat | i wish mattha bruce widna |
lyke cummin he holds his | throat | man ah m that drouthie |
quickly cowped it ower his | throat | one liquid injection ah ll |
of coloured cloth around his | throat | quite tightly telling him that |
his hands grabbed for the | throat | squeezing hard forcing the young |
hale virr o his tenor | throat | strings fair birred as he |
said coughing to clear her | throat | hesitating at the door thinking |
giant takes him by the | throat | and shakes him he switches |
kye bowff claggerin criggie s | throat | while he baitchels tae a |
that got stung on the | throat | with a bee s- by |
a hoast can set yer | throat | ableeze a neb can dreep |
bulldug ll be doon yer | throat | like an electrifeed rat disjaskit |
tan you trickle down my | throat | a soon over pleasure all |
jug down then grasps her | throat | choking della tess robby krista |
i had that down my | throat | i d be like dead |
and he made a lugubrious | throat | cutting gesture i ll do |
ll grab fate by the | throat | storm s brewing pier s |
me grabbed me by the | throat | and beat my head on |
in a lump in my | throat | for you hadn t given |
an stert tae sneeze my | throat | tae swall i m heidin |
against the wall by the | throat | f632: [laugh] f646: he says |
draws her finger across her | throat | potted heid robby rushes at |
o it settin her aff | throat | tearin retchin wi no a |
biff shakin me by the | throat | purple i hink aye i |
could help it yince the | throat | wis done i chapped up |
sang oot frae its clockwirk | throat | matty s tyke benjy wis |
barman hid jonsar be the | throat | an snarled if you can |
m1108: why nae too much | throat | f1107: no it s bad |
in the back of the | throat | if the pap had fallen |
the shears at stew s | throat | dimps and cammy go toward |
from the tarn s peaty | throat | the lub lub of the |
twid reest in the antrin | throat | that gart it craik like |
kiss and makes an ambiguous | throat | cutting gesture as she shuts |
a note stuck in the | throat | of a rotten harp rust |
series of peculiar coughs and | throat | clearings from mister blaikie the |
to hold haaker hawker haase | throat | hack to chop firewood hackie |