from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 5th Edition.
- adjective Used as a modifier before a noun.
- pronoun Used as the direct object of a verb.
- pronoun Used as the indirect object of a verb.
- pronoun Used as the object of a preposition.
- pronoun Informal Used as a predicate nominative.
- pronoun Nonstandard Used reflexively as the indirect object of a verb.
- pronoun Slang Used in place of it, especially in set expressions.
- noun A female.
from The Century Dictionary.
- An abbreviation of
- See under he.
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English.
- preposition The form of the objective and the possessive case of the personal pronoun
- preposition obsolete Of them; their.
from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License.
- pronoun attributive Belonging to her.
- pronoun The form of
sheused after a preposition or as the object of a verb; that woman, that ship, etc.
from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition
from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License
The Angstywun has juss cum bak frum a gig taht her frenz wuz playin at..her is a tad less angsty tese days.
But her neck, where he'd tasted turnips, her little round belly, her ass, her soft round cheeks.
Part of her core take on the whole Wright business is that she's glad * her* sermons weren't taped so that someone could extract a 15 second sound bite as an attack.
She may have used this as a way to draw a link between herself, her "humanity," and "what the country needs," but the point is that her emotions - real or feigned - were triggered by a question about * her*.
If she had made any convincing arguments I could've changed back to her (note the * back to her*).
Obama is not stupid -- With her track record he far better debating her on neutral ground -- Not at one of * her* Town Hall Meetings.
In many ways it was vintage Hillary -- talking about herself, her own accomplishments, and how dedicated her supporters are to * her* (the deathbed story).
As her heartbeat slows, her mind settles on the same thoughts that have haunted her for weeks: her desire to understand the order and purpose of things, especially the ambiguity of death and the mysterious abyss between matter and spirit.
She has to know, in her heart, that this is an embarassing bunch of crap that demeans * her* - not Obama.
Well aware of my actions in connection with the ordination of Larry Lester, she reserved judgment on it deciding that she would take the counsel of my father Alexander (Alec) Henry Wallace who had appeared to her* and told her not to worry as I would be okay.