Hound dog.

Vienna sausage.

I like blood sausage.

Would you like bacon or sausage?

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I'll have the sausage biscuit, please.

Nice be with sausage, onions, peppers...

He dropped the sausage on the ground.

One is bundled up into one sausage.

Or a sausage or something? Or something?

Want some blood sausage? I have some

Spring over the ground like a hunting hound.

People like blood sausage too. People are morons!

The hound was in full chase of the bear.

Dachshund sausage was a good name for the frankfurter.

The other strand is bundled up into the other sausage.

Get something from the library, even if it's Horse and Hound .

So now my artery looks a little fat, like a plump little sausage.

Is the latest tower in London a gherkin or a sausage or a sex tool?

For James, college tastes like sausage, as does message and similar words with the age ending.

The nuclear envelope breaks down. These sausage shaped things are the chromosomes, and we'll focus on them.

One day a man came to my hut from Lexington to inquire after his hound that made a

You can buy the Blackwaters of the world, you can put out intelligence to hound each scientist and activist.

He has the most splendid sense of smell of any hound I've trained. But he can be deucedly frisky.

She spoke as if she belonged to an anti sausage society or a league for the suppression of eggs.

Lost touch with the Earth and body and soul, thanks a lot for two minute pies and a sausage roll.

Thus they circle until they fall upon the recent trail of a fox, for a wise hound will forsake everything else for this.

The next day at the newspaper office he drew a bun which contained a dachshund inside not a dachshund sausage, but a dachshund.

Some way behind came an old hound and her three pups in full pursuit, hunting on their own account, and disappeared again in the woods.

They were about to hound you out of the land, to expel you from it, but then they would not have stayed after you but a little.

And I did everything I could to spend my time, every waking hour possible trying to hound these guys, hanging out and having beers and workouts, whatever it was.

Big businesses have recognized this, and what's fascinating about this slide, it's not that the guys can carry boxes on their heads and run around without dropping them off. it's that the Gala sausage roll is a product that's made by a global company called UAC foods that's active throughout Africa and the Middle East, but the Gala sausage roll is not sold in stores.

Is it some ill fed village hound yielding to the instinct of the chase? or the lost pig which is said to be in these woods, whose tracks I saw after the rain?

So, this is sold as cow, but what happens when you slaughter a cow at least in industrial factory farming they have all these little bits of steak left that they can't actually sell as steak, so what they do is they glue them all together with fibrin from pig blood into this really large sausage, then freeze the sausage, cut it in little slices and sell those as steak again.

Sometimes a pack hunting by themselves would pass my door, and circle round my house, and yelp and hound without regarding me, as if afflicted by a species of madness, so that nothing could divert them from the pursuit.

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All the afternoon he sat in the stalls wrapped in the most perfect happiness, gently waving his long, thin fingers in time to the music, while his gently smiling face and his languid, dreamy eyes were as unlike those of Holmes the sleuth hound, Holmes the relentless, keen witted, ready handed criminal agent, as it was possible to conceive.

At length the old hound burst into view with muzzle to the ground, and snapping the air as if possessed, and ran directly to the rock but, spying the dead fox, she suddenly ceased her hounding as if struck dumb with amazement, and walked round and round him in silence and one by one her pups arrived, and, like their mother, were sobered into silence by the mystery.

We can't go wrong. Yeah, it's just me and my dog, singing our song, strolling along. 'Cause I don't care about your hating and your doubt, and I don't care what the politicians spout. If you need a companion, why, just go out to the pound, and find yourself a hound, and make that doggie proud, 'cause that's what it's all about.

We can't go wrong, 'cause I don't care about your hating and your doubt, and I don't care what the politicians spout. If you need a companion, why, just go out to the pound, and find yourself a hound, and make that doggie proud, 'cause that's what it's all about, that's what it's all about, that's what it's all abou BOW WOW WOW WOW that's what it's all about. (Dog panting noise) Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh.