Out of my way, you barking' haystack.

And that jewelry.

Women don't keep their jewelry in a purse getting all twisted and scratched and tangled up.

Look at this mess! Just makes double the work.

What you see here is a madly swarming mass of particles, each of which represents a single human feeling that was stated in the last few hours.

In this jumble of events,

So what you see the midden workers doing is making a pile of refuse.

A mess of greasy pots and pans piled in the sink.

My wonderful junkyard. The mystery and dreams you find in a junkyard.

No, no. Rocks. Rocks.

Jacob said to his relatives, Gather stones. They took stones, and made a heap. They ate there by the heap.

Jacob said to his relatives, Gather stones. They took stones, and made a heap. They ate there by the heap.

And Jacob said unto his brethren, Gather stones and they took stones, and made an heap and they did eat there upon the heap.

And Jacob said unto his brethren, Gather stones and they took stones, and made an heap and they did eat there upon the heap.

But if you offer kids two piles of laundry to fold, the small pile or the big pile, which will they choose?

Upon these lilies I heap now

It just sits in a pile near the sugar mill until eventually they burn it.

A little knot of people around one of the lifeboats.

Oh,Ilikethat sport sitting' in the hay

This is the waste room.

I compost it in this garden.

It's no trouble.

Now, get back away from the fire.

They're hiding in the hay.

A letter in a bundle of laundry.

There were four piles saturated with diesel and other petroleum waste one was a control pile one pile was treated with enzymes one pile was treated with bacteria and our pile we inoculated with mushroom mycelium.

Try moving card piles around

CallStack

Stacked

Stacking

Bunch.

It s actually got a bunch of circles on it.

Now this is a bunch of dots moving.

They chucked it out with the rubbish.

Rivet would sleep on wood shavings in his workshop.

When you get there, pull inshore and mingle with the other boats.

Back in the engine. Use your coal pile.

Position, on the wall.

Where necessary, stacked packages shall be prevented from damaging the package below by the use of load bearing devices.

You're talking nonsense.

Outside Fizuli, large piles of other types of scrap metal lay at the road side pending pickup.

Yearly, 700 tons of uranium are discharged in the open piles of ashes.

We found her hiding in the rocks where she'd run off.

A little coal on the fire, please, Nancy.

Steve, you're off on a needleinahaystack hunt.