Sprague turned himself into a bulletin-board, and read off "notices" of meetings and societies and things till it seemed that the list would stretch out to the
crack of doom -- a queer custom which is still kept up in America, even in cities, away here in this age of abundant news- papers.
Minny's mistress was charmed; but Minny, who had intrenched himself, trembling, in his basket as soon as the music began, found this thunder so little to his taste that he leaped out and scampered under the remotest chiffonnier , as the most eligible place in which a small dog could await the
crack of doom.
because it would mean the
crack of doom for me, and if you take it I shall take off my wig....
The wife of a farmer, a woman who had lived for sixty years, and been known for nothing but good butter and a godly conversation, was to be rooted from her grave at midnight and carried, dead and naked, to that far-away city that she had always honoured with her Sunday's best; the place beside her family was to be empty till the
crack of doom; her innocent and almost venerable members to be exposed to that last curiosity of the anatomist.
"Well, young fellah, when you do you'll learn that once fairly out on a round, it would take the
crack of doom to stop a true golfer.
They can have all the talks till the
crack of doom with the political administration.
Bean -- the list stretches out to the
crack of doom. And they all have loads of goodies to entice the unwary and the wary.
In testing it appeared as if his Mercedes could thunder around until the
crack of doom as the man he is tipped to depose, champion Sebastian Vettel, rarely made it beyond the end of the pit lane.
Doren didn't just speak for a party membership that is staring into the
crack of doom - this man spoke for the nation.
In that millisecond flash, the woman said she had beheld "the
Crack of Doom" - a horrifying vision of how the world would end - but would burst into tears whenever she tried to tell the curious what she had seen.
Roy was the attendant, not much bigger than those 10-year-olds, but a figure of awesome authority with a voice like the
crack of doom. As your time ran out he'd emerge from the room where our clothes were ranged in numbered metal baskets and bellow "NUMBAHS FIFTYONE TO A NUNDRED - OUT NOWWWW!!!!