Sentence examples for twit I from inspiring English sources

He was saying what a twit I was, and that I didn't know a thing about music and that I'd got it all wrong.

Ever after, Dunleavy pursued him, crying out, "Laundered shirts, Couri, you little twit!" I'd been hired by Murdoch out at his rented beach house on Further Lane.

The parts he removed from his masterpieces distracted from the great author's theme of oh, for fuck's sake, all this and I can't even remember what it was—if I say "betrayal," I could be confusing it with "blasphemy," or mixing it up with "barratry," for that matter (you know, deserting a seaworthy ship)—what a twit I've become, just when a pinch of sincerity would probably go down well.

Some business leaders wrote to the Telegraph urging a Yes vote while a group of 25 historians (mostly Tories, so far as I can tell) wrote to the Times urging a historic No. Being a technie-twit I can't find the Telegraph letter anywhere (the paper's own search engine asked if I meant "TV referendum"?) but here's a copy of the historians' missive.

At the time, three years ago, blogging was big: people were not yet "twitting" (I prefer that over "tweeting"), and it was still a new form of expression.

(Is it called twatting? Do users self-identify as "twits?" I still don't know what the deal is).

If I had the money, I'd personally be in Montserrat, if the Ancient Order of Hibernians weren't bigoted twits, I'd be in NYC, but since neither of those conditions apply, I'll be in Dublin myself for 2014.

Twitter is so close to TWiT that I'm afraid it's really confusing.

Elizabeth Ann Macgregor, director of the Museum of Contemporary Art, Sydney My favourite Roald Dahl story as a child was probably The Twits, although I also adored The Witches, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Fantastic Mr Fox and The BFG.

I got twit flack on Twitter when I posted a link to "Is Trump a New Hitler?" It discussed the GOP convention, Trump, and German author Walter Kempowki's Have You Ever Seen Hitler? which recorded eyewitness accounts of the dictator.

(I didn't know there was another boy named Twit in camp!) I can't wait to see you.