After the residents of Springfield discover that Homer is to blame for the horrific fate that's befallen their fair city, they turn into
a bloodthirsty mob out to get him once and for all.
while chasing the perpetrator through the streets with torches in a manner reminiscent of
the bloodthirsty mob scene in Frankenstein.
Not exact matches
I wonder if even the most
bloodthirsty beast's spiteful or flashing glance has this same fire of evil which is kindled in the individual's eye when, incited and inciting, he rages in the frenzied
mob!
With my back pressed against the cold steel of the abandoned shipping container, wildly swinging away a rusted old wrench in a feign attempt to try and keep the
mob of
bloodthirsty zombies at bay, I realized I should have been listening to him.
This makes sense in the context of the story — faced with
mobs of
bloodthirsty monsters, who wouldn't grab all the duct tape they could find with a view to knocking up a few nail bombs?