It was a BRIEF case.
They said I was weaving all over the road.
I've heard their office meetings are brief
https://imgur.com/XwQbpNJ.jpg
I heard they were giving brief tours.
It's un-de-weave-able!
would you call it an heirloom air-loom?
When my great granddad went bald, he built a machine to weave himself a wig out of yarn. He then gave it to my granddad, who then gave it to my dad, and one day, it will be mine.
It's our family hair loom. :D
They are nothing but loom and doom.
He looms on the horizon.
It's a family hair-loom.
I was on a college visit with my dad and we were walking through the textiles department. We walk into the loom room, which is a large room full of looms, and I knew immediately that something was coming. I looked at him and gave him a "don't you do it" look. We then walked into the dying room, which is a room where the students dye the fabrics they've just made on the looms. It was hopeless.
"Man, death was only looming in the last room. People are dying all over the place in here."
It's a cherished air-loom in my family.
It's a looming deadline.
I wanna punt all the spunky diction pundits, that attempt to expunge the joy from punsters, right in their puny footballs. They're punks who attempt to puncture holes in our word play, finding it punitive to their, self described, punticulously crafted humor. The pungent smell of their looming punishment is in the air . Now is the punctual time to place the punctuation on this punchline.
He said he had a looming deadline.
Her retirement is looming.
I told them to get a loom
