Books with author Gibbs George

Color Edition (color interior) How to Fold the Best Paper Water Bombs! Great gift idea! Waterbombs are fun, right? But how do you fold one that lasts the distance? And are there any other designs? Of course there are! This book has five designs for you to experiment with. Easy step-by-step diagrams show you how by using simple origami methods with any sheet of paper, small or large. And if you run out of water, don't worry, save your bomb casings as pretty holiday baubels or party 'balloons' - until you're again ready to declare war! Learn how to correctly fold these neat bombs: Traditional Water Bomb Waterbomb with Handles Pyramid Water Bomb (aerodynamic) Winged Water Bomber Bunny Bomb (guided missile version) So start folding and have wet war fun in the office, in the yard, at a frat party, -wherever!

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Excerpt from The Forbidden WayWray put his fingers up. Four red streaks ranparallel across his cheek bone. He touched the marks with his hand, then looked at his finger tips.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Vincent Lacour rose at eleven these dark mornings; by half-past twelve he had breakfasted and was at leisure. To begin the day with an elastic interval of leisure seemed to him a primary condition of tolerable existence. From his bedroom windows he had a glimpse of a very busy street, along which, as he hummed at his toilet, he could see heavily-laden omnibuses hastening Citywards; he thought with contemptuous pity of the poor wretches who had to present themselves at bank, or office, or shop by a certain hour. “Under no circumstances whatever,” he often said to himself with conviction, “would I support life in that way. If it comes to the worst, there are always the backwoods. Hard enough, no doubt, but that would be in the order of things. If I stick in the midst of civilisation, I live the life of a civilised man.” A mode of looking at things wherein Vincent was probably rational enough.