Sentence examples for half bubble from inspiring English sources

If it doesn't pop, it will form a half bubble sitting on your tongue.

Analysts expect the economy to fail to achieve even the government's modest forecast of 2% growth this year.In this section The days before Iraq's storm breaks The warlords make peace at last Please, says Arafat, not that again Watch out for the Kurds Kiss at your peril Half bubbling ReprintsBut if the parliamentarians seemed tired, the South African revolution is bubbling away outside.

They go on from there to accept Mr Hussein's defiance of the UN's inspectors as a justifiable bid to end an impossible situation.In this section The days before Iraq's storm breaks The warlords make peace at last Please, says Arafat, not that again Watch out for the Kurds Kiss at your peril Half bubbling ReprintsLast week, committees were set up in the West Bank and Gaza to rally support for Iraq.

As each half-bubble resides a flow field of a slightly different velocity, the force acting on respective halves is calculated by integrating the defect in kinetic energy and convective potential-rate.

On its right side, draw two half-bubbles, going down the line: B. This is B. Letter C: Draw a half-moon, with an opening on the right: C.

It's a little nutty, half a bubble off plumb, as they say, but each piece conveys its own energy.

Even so, anyone who pays more than $100 for a laser torpedo level just to hang a towel rack is probably half a bubble off center himself.

LATRUN, West Bank — On the second night of the war in June 1967, Israeli forces captured the fort at Latrun, a West Bank enclave that protrudes like a half-blown bubble into Israeli territory.

Since the market got going again in mid-2003 after practically closing after the bursting of the bubble—deal volumid-2003 afteready at about 15 Ipractically, about half the bubble-era rate, says Jay Ritter, an eclosingt aftere Universitheof Florida.

Parliament is talking of changing the state flag to a half melted Bubble-O Bill icy pop, with a single tear running down his sun-stroked-cowboy strawberry-swirl face.

Submerged, jazzy chords coil and roil around see-sawing puffs of bass, James' vocal is given the choppy microhouse treatment, and the whole thing's wrapped in the aural equivalent of half-popped bubble wrap that's been left to melt in the mid-afternoon sun.