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One squawk out of you, and he'll blow your pretty head away.
So she's stumbling along when all of a sudden this thing comes squawking out at her.
First squawk out of you, lady, and that cop with the gun in his hand gets it.
A tinny voice squawked out of the cell phone in his hand.
The last number squawked out in Cantonese was 90.
"One wrong squawk out of you-and you'll regret it, brother."
Anyone nearby could have heard Max's oaths and threats squawking out of the receiver.
He landed and squawked out his awful news.
Dude snapped a warning to the prisoner: "No squawks out of you, mug!"
I rated only one or two squawks out of the siren on our ride, a bumpy one.
The radio squawks out only predictable news: Every human activity has shut down-hospitals, dams, the military, malls.
Just then the bird squawks out "Pretty Polly!"
Elizabeth's mind reached out and gave Aiken a tweak that made him squawk out loud.
"No squawk out of you - see?
While the jazzy tune squawked out into the room, he lit a cigarette, walked the length of the room and back.
"You won't hear any squawks out of José," she said complacently, her needles flashing in the sunlight.
I imagined she was squawking out all the questions I've asked myself and my God, my fist raised in anger and confusion.
All three of them in Tilly's living room could hear Grijk's voice squawking out of the telephone.
I want to talk to-" Miss Rhodes's voice squawked out of the intercom.
A quick flick of the whip and you lift her right out of the yard, not even a squawk out of her.
Otti, the Reichelt's parrot, would occasionally hop through the window frame and squawk out a greeting.
His heroism costs the elephant two bloody knee wounds, and he accidentally crushes Sandy's shot-off head after it squawks out one final invective.
I love the hambone quality of home-team radio broadcasters everywhere, the voice of the fan that comes squawking out of the speaker.
My throat closed, I felt sick, I couldn't breathe and when my voice finally squawked out, I realised the song was far too high for me.
One of the minstrels in the gallery, shocked, hit a glaringly wrong squawk out of his recorder; the oth- ers stumbled to silence.