Gloves?

Gloves?

You brought gloves? Yes.

There's mother's gloves.

or does he wear gloves?

He wears gloves.

A toes is a toes.

She sold. She crocheted gloves for people.

These hands of mine are like wooden gloves. Hot.

Now this guy's good. Wears gloves.

I was wearing leather riding gloves.

They were just a bunch of bananas that looked like fingers.

Bend over and touch your toes.

Tom bought a pair of leather motorcycle gloves.

Tom bought a pair of leather motorcycle gloves.

I know he will have a hard time and suffer doing this.

We can't get any gloves here.

And toe cells need certain things, right?

It has the three fingers, the three digits.

Ten fingers to type your letters with.

I don't know where my ski gloves are.

I brought some gloves in case you needed them. Thanks.

So I would go into the ponds and crawl around and pick them up with my toes.

You better wear rubber gloves and use a strong disinfectant.

Come on buddy, I have the toe clippers right here.

Funny little hand... so capable and so strong... and yet, so soft and so white.

My toes want to step on one another.

No, but white gloves for this sort of thing, what an idea!

The child dipped his toes into the ocean to see if the water was cold.

You know, the toes of the gecko, curling and uncurling like the fingers of Michael Moschen.

And finally, she has a dermatitis on the fingers of her right hand, a dermatitis that is unique to the linoleum factory workers in Burntisland.

Now the Army teaches you to do five points of performance the toes of your feet, your calves, your thighs, your buttocks and your push up muscles.

Come on, you swamptoed jungle rat! Let's get a jug up here.

You know, the toes of the gecko, curling and uncurling like the fingers of Michael Moschen.

I've got a white knuckle grip on the door. You know what I'm talking about?

Rudy Linnekar was blown up with eight sticks of dynamite, and Sanchez stole ten.

And so, with the MaKey MaKey, he planned to make these gloves to allow him to navigate the web.

Of course, I could always wear gloves, press your hands against the pipe after you were dead and make you look like a suicide.

Finding it randomly would be the equivalent of locating a needle in a haystack, blindfolded, wearing baseball mitts.

Then came a little pattering of feet on the stairs.

Imagine a world without theater, without the arts, without song, without dancing, without soccer, without football, without laughter.

Now the Army teaches you to do five points of performance the toes of your feet, your calves, your thighs, your buttocks and your push up muscles.

Imagine a world without theater, without the arts, without song, without dancing, without soccer, without football, without laughter.

And finally, she has a dermatitis on the fingers of her right hand, a dermatitis that is unique to the linoleum factory workers in Burntisland.

No hair, no eyelashes, no nothing.