Definitions

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  • verb Present participle of duckwalk.

Etymologies

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Examples

  • “Jamal, get Jilly outta here NOW!” said Lo, duckwalking toward the lobby with an armful of Betty Jo Kobubee.

    Foul Lines

  • “Jamal, get Jilly outta here NOW!” said Lo, duckwalking toward the lobby with an armful of Betty Jo Kobubee.

    Foul Lines

  • Which meant he expected people to be crawling or duckwalking, perhaps in the dark.

    Orphans of Chaos

  • Kissing and cooing, trying to sound nonthreatening, Maritza crouched, duckwalking closer to the dog.

    The Good House

  • She was carefully duckwalking up the icy driveway of her house when the wind caught her.

    The Year I Turned Sixteen

  • She was carefully duckwalking up the icy driveway of her house when the wind caught her.

    The Year I Turned Sixteen

  • He was duckwalking across the stage somewhere around the 44th minute, checked his watch, and duckwalked off-stage, having met his contracted stagetime.

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  • Wainwright dominating at Busch Stadium is becoming as routine as Chuck Berry duckwalking across the stage at Blueberry Hill.

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  • I didn't think that I got very claustrophobic myselfI've been fine in caves like Timpanogos but something about the exertion of duckwalking down an angled shaft for fifty meters or more with no room to straighten up and barely enough room for you to pass people going the other way, then arriving at a chamber in the bottom only to realize there's still a similar incline up ahead of you, and then to emerge sweating and gasping into the hot air of the bare chamber at the heart of the pyramidwell, despite the high ceiling and comparatively generous dimensions of that room, I could barely control the panic that had arisen toward the end of the ascent, and I couldn't stay in that room for very long.

    For the want of fish and chips

  • I didn't think that I got very claustrophobic myselfI've been fine in caves like Timpanogos but something about the exertion of duckwalking down an angled shaft for fifty meters or more with no room to straighten up and barely enough room for you to pass people going the other way, then arriving at a chamber in the bottom only to realize there's still a similar incline up ahead of you, and then to emerge sweating and gasping into the hot air of the bare chamber at the heart of the pyramidwell, despite the high ceiling and comparatively generous dimensions of that room, I could barely control the panic that had arisen toward the end of the ascent, and I couldn't stay in that room for very long.

    For the want of fish and chips

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