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So I figged up, and when I regarded myself in Skene's cracked mirror - blue tunic and breeches, gold belt and epaulettes, white gauntlets and helmet, well-bristled whiskers, and Flashy's stalwart fourteen stone inside it all, it wasn't half bad.

Fiancée 2010

When you've been pressed into service as "sergeant-general" of the Malagassy army, or forced to convoy a bog-trotting idiot figged up as Sinbad the Sailor through an enemy army, or dragooned into impersonating a poxed-up Danish prince - why, what's a slave rebellion more or less?

THE NUMBERS 2010

I figged dat nawt so bad, at dat rate i wud git mai sekkund wun wen I wuz fifty-tew…..

Once he was - Lolcats 'n' Funny Pictures of Cats - I Can Has Cheezburger? 2009

Don Quixote dismounted and received them with a close embrace; and the boys, who are lynxes that nothing escapes, spied out the ass's mitre and came running to see it, calling out to one another, "Come here, boys, and see Sancho Panza's ass figged out finer than Mingo, and Don Quixote's beast leaner than ever."

Don Quixote 2002

When you've been pressed into service as "sergeant-general" of the Malagassy army, or forced to convoy a bog-trotting idiot figged up as Sinbad the Sailor through an enemy army, or dragooned into impersonating a poxed-up Danish prince - why, what's a slave rebellion more or less?

Flashman and the angel of the lord Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1995

When you've been pressed into service as "sergeant-general" of the Malagassy army, or forced to convoy a bog-trotting idiot figged up as Sinbad the Sailor through an enemy army, or dragooned into impersonating a poxed-up Danish prince - why, what's a slave rebellion more or less?

Flashman and the angel of the lord Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1995

I'll never forget sneaking out of Lucknow with T.H. Kavanaugh during the siege; * (* See Flashman in the Great Game.) he was a great Irish murphy without sense or a word of H.ndi, figged out like the worst kind of pantomime pasha with the lamp-black fairly running off his fat red cheeks, and cursing in Tipperary the whole way - and not a mutineer gave him a second look, hardly.

Flashman And The Mountain Of Light Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1990

I'll never forget sneaking out of Lucknow with T.H. Kavanaugh during the siege; * (* See Flashman in the Great Game.) he was a great Irish murphy without sense or a word of H.ndi, figged out like the worst kind of pantomime pasha with the lamp-black fairly running off his fat red cheeks, and cursing in Tipperary the whole way - and not a mutineer gave him a second look, hardly.

Flashman and the Mountain of Light Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1990

So I figged up, and when I regarded myself in Skene's cracked mirror - blue tunic and breeches, gold belt and epaulettes, white gauntlets and helmet, well-bristled whiskers, and Flashy's stalwart fourteen stone inside it all, it wasn't half bad.

Flashman In The Great Game Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1975

So I figged up, and when I regarded myself in Skene's cracked mirror — blue tunic and breeches, gold belt and epaulettes, white gauntlets and helmet, well-bristled whiskers, and Flashy's stalwart fourteen stone inside it all, it wasn't half bad.

Flashman In The Great Game Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1975