bottle-green

I really wanted Trenchmouth to succeed and at the time wished we were as big as Green Day.

It’s cool because Trenchmouth opened for Green Day in the early ‘90s in Wisconsin.

I just did one [Geezer] with Billie Joe Armstrong from Green Day.

It took me 1,015 strokes to see this shade of green in a world of orange, and my jaw nearly dropped.

Nothing does it quite like deftly decapitating a bottle of bubbly with a gleaming blade.

With the dispersal of the spores the cone shrivels up, and then the stems starts to send out green branches.

The plant as a whole remains green until late in the autumn.

A few, very few, little dots had run back over that green patch—the others had passed down into the world of darkness.

I could see only the stretch of green before me, and I felt as if I must walk on forever, without coming to the end of it.

It was a spring day, and the fat buds of the chestnuts were bursting into magnificent green plumes.