Oh, yeah, Chubby. Chubby Shell.

He is chubby.

I'm sorry, Chubby.

Chubby Bannister and Valerie Maynard.

No kidding. What did Chubby do?

An old chubby duster like me.

Chubby could show you where it is.

Fever flushed his cheeks.

Rosy cheeks, no warts

Rosy cheeks and everything.

Item two Rosy cheeks.

My cheeks are burning.

Tears ran down Alice's cheeks.

Tears rolled down my cheeks.

It makes your cheeks pink.

The health hazard behind the chubby children couldn't be ignored.

I got slapped on both cheeks.

Both of her cheeks turned red.

I had tears rolling down my cheeks.

His hollow cheeks make me hungry! Stand up.

Put a real sheen back on his cheeks.

What is a chubby, curly haired guy from Holland why is he whistling?

You can consciously contract the muscles in your cheeks.

A little girl screaming, claw marks down her cheeks.

And those fingers, them chubby fingers, and that stroke, like he's playing a violin.

Well, Chubby gets sore, and he decides to put a 50buck bet on the strike.

The tears were like hailstones that rolled down my cheeks

Maybe Spain? Put the roses back in your cheeks, my sweet.

Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

Her cheeks blushing, Shiraito stared at his sleeping face there in the moonlight,

She came towards him, panting with anticipation cheeks rosy from the strong wind.

Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

If he's still alive in the morning, pinch his cheeks a couple of times.

A lot of very handsome and pretty people here, skinny, chubby, different races, cultures. We are all 99.9 genetically equal.

So he showed me some pictures of little cheeks with little black dots not very informative.

As a result, he lost four teeth and suffered swollen cheeks and bleeding from the mouth.

Because what we do is we take fat from our butts and put it in our cheeks.

He was sitting next to a transvestite with a long black wig and mascara running down her cheeks.

And the warmth of her body and the tears rolling down her rosy cheeks, and I started to cry.

His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.