I'm glugging down what Instagram is serving and I don't care anymore.
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Glugging from vodka mixed with fruit juice, I remember snorting lines off my Economics textbook.
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That, you think as a tender teenager glugging down gut-rot with gusto, will never be me.
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Hodgson's four years glugging heartily from the FA's poisoned chalice has not been completely without its redeeming features.
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It's most important to note that the McGill study was based on glugging down 25mg/kg of caffeine per day.
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The blandness of the sandwich itself makes the sauce so overpowering it is as if I am glugging it straight from the bottle.
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The man next to me kept reaching into a shopping bag and pulling out cans of beer, popping the tops off and methodically glugging them down.
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Some mornings I would start the day glugging at a bottle of whisky I'd found in my bed, or a can of cider on the bedside table.
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The ancient people of Hawaii, where I grew up, feared fire, the wrath of the goddess Pele, who expressed her displeasure by sending gallons of lava glugging across the land.
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While some of us were dancing our hearts out and glugging champagne, others were ushering in the New Year in the most magical way possible — at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
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Ah, you know the ol' Hydes, alright, as they are the ones who seem to almost physically embody trouble and get a glint of evil in their eye around the time of glugging down their third IPA.
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One painful skit from The X Factor USA shows Demi Lovato glugging down endless glasses of "annoying juice" (the former show judge, then three years sober, can be seen mouthing "this is fucked up" as she watches the clip).
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After a string of releases on Wolf Music, South London's finest, Medlar, has rocked up on Spanish imprint Riverette and the results are even more satisfying than glugging down jug after jug of cheap and nasty sangria in a Castillian square on a summer's morning.
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Placed in elaborate metaphorical forests, seascapes, gardens, transformative celestial planes and ecstatic alternative universes, the characters can be found in various convoluted configurations, biting, gasping, whacking, smacking, glugging, grabbing, grinding, gripping, grunting, scratching, swallowing, squeaking, sucking, stroking, lathering, panting, prodding, moaning, thrusting, tugging, rubbing and rattling.
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With the dressing-room a viper's nest, the club's coffers empty and all its star names – Georginio Wijnaldum and Leroy Fer among them – hawked in a summer firesale, Koeman looked to be glugging from a poisoned chalices at a time when his own career hung in the balance.
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Pingers basically feel like banging three treble espressos one after another—a feat I once saw pulled off by none other than Jonathan Meades—so the thought of glugging on the energized suds of a can of Bonerfuel or HighNRGee is a prospect so terrifying you'd probably take permanent teetotality over it.
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Happy hardcore is essentially the aural equivalent of eating 16 double cheeseburgers in a single sitting, then glugging down the same number of cans of knock-off fizzy drink, then smoking a 20 deck of JPS, without so much as a pause for breath all before getting into one of those human gyroscopes with a battered and broken 808 for company.
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If you were there in those heady days, glugging down £2.50 spirit and mixers like there was no lecture tomorrow, standing in the corner while your more confident mates danced to Justice and Foals and Kissy Sell out and The Long Blondes, getting lost in the mirrored bathrooms, and stumbling into the McDonalds by Picadilly Circus before passing out on a 453 back to New Cross, you'll remember that Madame Jojo's, on the right night, felt like the best club in the world.
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If the fluid is "glugging" or just barely running out the bottom hole when the temperature of the transmission is in the range of 95F-113F, no further action is needed. Reinstall drain plug and put fill cap back on. If no fluid comes out, fill the transmission with specified fluid a little at a time until fluid is observed "glugging" or just barely running out the hole in the bottom. No further action is needed.
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Later that night, the Simpsons hear a strange noise outside. Marge then hears something glugging and belching downstairs. Homer and Bart decide to go to the basement and investigate. Down in the basement, Bart sees a shadowy figure opening up a can of Duff Beer, who is revealed to be Bender, who reveals he is from the future.
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Larry Printz of The Morning Call also expressed a similar view of the song, stating that the song "is loaded with platitudes, but [it's] easy on the ears." However, Siobhan Grogan of NME magazine stated "to the delight of lonely men everywhere, she tells us she's 'weak with desire' and knows 'I'm meant to say no'—and the mind boggles at how she'd have turned out if she'd spent her teens glugging cider on a street corner." Chuck Campbell of Daily News viewed the song as "gurgling" and noted that Simpson was singing it breathlessly. An editor of The Advocate remarked that the track sounded more manufactured than composed.
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