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In the backyard, a huge, bearded, big-bellied, middle-aged man with very long hair and a kerchief had spied the Caddy and was looking around.

Shortcut Man P. G. Sturges 2011

Having dominated the big screen, the big-bellied, lovable, martial arts-toting panda from Kung Fu P ...

R.L. Stine’s “Rotten School” Headed to the Big Screen 2010

Thin his arms were as his legs, and, as Michael first beheld him, he had all the seeming of a big-bellied black spider.

CHAPTER III 2010

In the backyard, a huge, bearded, big-bellied, middle-aged man with very long hair and a kerchief had spied the Caddy and was looking around.

Shortcut Man P. G. Sturges 2011

Picture being on a plane as it taxis toward takeoff, a rolling rec room in most of our minds in which folks read and doze and look out the window -- until it picks up speed and the trees blur and the tarmac goes fuzzy to your sight and somewhere inside, all your instincts as a land animal cry out in disbelief that this big-bellied metal hull will ever lift and soar in flight.

Terry Marotta: My Road Not Taken -- in Space Terry Marotta 2011

There were fish, dried in the sun and smoked; and forty hides of the hair seal, and half as many of the fur, and each hide was tied at the mouth and big-bellied with oil; and ten skins of bear which I killed in the woods when they came out in the spring.

An Odyssey of the North 2010

Actually Cynical, the man who says this is a big-bellied, mush-mouthed, racist redneck with a heart of gold (at least for some people).

Just a tinge more on the burden of Disney royalty « Dating Jesus 2009

There were fish, dried in the sun and smoked; and forty hides of the hair seal, and half as many of the fur, and each hide was tied at the mouth and big-bellied with oil; and ten skins of bear which I killed in the woods when they came out in the spring.

An Odyssey of the North 2010

For seven big-bellied ewes, this week we are the shepherds they shall not want.

Country Diary: Sandy, Bedfordshire 2011

Picture being on a plane as it taxis toward takeoff, a rolling rec room in most of our minds in which folks read and doze and look out the window -- until it picks up speed and the trees blur and the tarmac goes fuzzy to your sight and somewhere inside, all your instincts as a land animal cry out in disbelief that this big-bellied metal hull will ever lift and soar in flight.

Terry Marotta: My Road Not Taken -- in Space Terry Marotta 2011