Dodatkowe przykłady dopasowywane są do haseł w zautomatyzowany sposób - nie gwarantujemy ich poprawności.
It dressed in bright colors, beltless pants and white shoes.
The vendor was a short, middle-aged man in a light blue shirt and black beltless pants.
A blue tunic gaped open and beltless over his bare chest.
Don't worry, one day even beltless hipsters will be able to reproduce normally.
"He don't talk like a turny," said the beltless man doubtfully.
He wore the beltless bathrobe they had issued to him, the soft plastic slippers.
She was wearing a housecoat, pale blue, crumpled, beltless, the two sides held together by one hand across her waist.
Surprisingly often, the jacket is worn beltless, casual-Friday style.
In 1999 Remington jumped on the current high performance bandwagon by creating their own beltless magnum.
He held up his beltless pants.
Scrambling over the rail of the new balcony, he reached the other side and began a beltless trip for the balcony beyond it.
He was beltless and without weapons, but his presence moved with him like a force-shield bubble that kept his immediate area open.
He very rarely employed throwing moves, with the exception of sukuinage, a beltless scoop throw.
His dark T-shirt is a bit small for his big chest and belly, his pants hang beltless.
Michael pumped two more shots into the air, rammed the pistol into his beltless waistband.
He wore a cheap gray shirt, beltless gray trousers a size too large, and black bedroom slippers.
Sebell nodded to his trousers, which, beltless, threatened to slip off his hips.
He was beltless and barefoot.
If he had been a prizefighter, he would have been beltless, so thoroughly did this tournament change his appearance.
He was wearing three pairs of trousers, all beltless, and that made it difficult to run, if he spotted the Altar Boys.
He very rarely employed throwing moves; his most common throw was the beltless kotenage, or armlock throw.
Mr. Milan, dressed in beltless prison khakis and a white T-shirt, rose to say he was sorry.
A door in the far corner opened slowly, and a black man in bare feet, beltless suit pants, and white, sleeveless T-shirt emerged.
Mr. Ames, a thin, graying 52-year-old career intelligence employee, was led into court in handcuffs, wearing an open shirt and beltless trousers.