Gewachsen / Grown Glück / Luck Hätten / Had Kinder / Kids Oben / Up Pech / Bad Luck Schlecht / Bad Unsere / Our
I grew up with a truck. My dad had one, so I like trucks.
Look, I haven't had hardly any bad luck. I never look at it that way.
I've always stuck with Gibsons. I've had Guilds and Fenders, too, but I always wind up going back to Gibsons.
Most of us regard good luck as our right, and bad luck as a betrayal of that right.
We grow gray in our spirit long before we grow gray in our hair.
Poor decisions and bad luck are contingencies of most horror films.
Having grown up there, my dad in 1967 took me to the Rams-Eagles game, and I've been a Rams fan since I was a kid.
They look at me and I kind of back up in case they go for my throat.
I've grown up in the Treme, and I played in a bunch of brass bands. My brother, James Andrews, had a brass band.
