A Quote by Chris Martin

I'm not sure if I can whip, but I can nae nae with the best of them. — © Chris Martin
I'm not sure if I can whip, but I can nae nae with the best of them.
Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna' be fooled again!
I'll be merry and free, I'll be sad for nae-body; If nae-body cares for me, I'll care for nae-body.
For there 's nae luck about the house, There 's nae luck at a'; There 's little pleasure in the house When our gudeman 's awa'.
Nae man can tether time or tide.
Nae man can tether time nor tide.
There 's nae sorrow there, John, There 's neither cauld nor care, John, The day is aye fair, In the land o' the leal.
A Yea might turn in to a Nae and vice versa if a sufficient quantity of wordage was applied. In other talk you argument out until you get the answer you want.
Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approachesTam maun ride; That hour, o'night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hourTam mounts his beast in.
I remember going for a drink of water, and one old bloke shouts, 'Hey you, young lad! Your grandad is under that grass!' I just turned around to him, gave him the thumbs up and said: 'Nae problem!'
It is ... necessary to whip up the population in support of foreign adventures. Usually the population is pacifist, just like they were during the First World War. The public sees no reason to get involved in foreign adventures, killing, and torture. So you have to whip them up. And to whip them up you have to frighten them.
I'm not the best fly fisherman, but I can fly-fish, because I crack a whip. I learned to crack a whip as a boy... I have skills, mad skills.
Some of the best dishes I can remember are from my childhood. Sometimes, whenever I want to feel like a kid again, I just whip them up for the family.
One day, I started writing, not knowing that I had chained myself for life to a noble but merciless master. When God hands you a gift, he also hands you a whip; and the whip is intended solely for self-flagellation... I'm here alone in my dark madness, all by myself with my deck of cards - and, of course, the whip God gave me.
Jada, Styles P, the LOX, period. You throw on one of their joints... I'm in the whip; I try to keep my cool in the whip. I don't like bouncing around, getting my crazy on, but it's certain joints you gotta wild out. Roll the window down, blast the joints, let it be heard. That's one of them groups that bang it out.
It does not matter what the whip is; it is none the less a whip, because you have cut thongs for it out of your own souls.
The enemy is here, and if we do not whip him, he will whip us.
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