lazy Susan

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Her uniform—strapless white bra, blue jeans, suspenders, and fiery red mohawk—evokes the era of Desperately Seeking Susan.

The lazy giant was sprawling on the most comfortable of the sofas; the pair were alone in the dainty little drawing-room.

The lower class were idle and lazy, and willing to serve any sovereign who appealed to them by ostentation.

Sprawling was lazy and wore out sofas, and little boys were not expected to talk.

Aunt Susan, who went over this year, says the traveling there is just as rough as it was before the war.

We merely tell thus much to account for her position and her partial refinement—both of which conditions she shared with Susan.