Sentences with phrase «cop out of sorts»

Yes, this is a cop out of sorts but its also an entirely justified one.

Not exact matches

«This was for him sort of like a cop - out, the middle ground that tries to deflect responsibilities from the executive that are really designed to be with the executive,» Goldenberg said.

You say you don't know gods will because to try and think like god is too hard (which for the record I think is a cop out in any debate or discussion about god that I understand you really believe it and are not trying to duck around a question, but to say I don't know, god is too powerful to understand sort of halts discussion from there)

You say you don't know gods will because to try and think like god is too hard (which for the record I think is a cop out in any debate or discussion about god that I understand you really believe it and are not trying to duck around a question, but to say I don't know, god is too powerful to understand sort of halts discussion from there) but you also are saying to speak with him on a daily basis.

In that, the inability to know anything can be sort of a cop out.

So, I sort of feel like this recipe is a cop out because it's SO EASY.

I suppose I thought that anything less than an unmedicated birth would be some sort of cop out after living amongst such a strength and courage.

There are tough - talking cops, concerned relatives, a TV news crew on the outside; surprisingly little of interest goes on at the scene of the action, where Jimmy tries to sort out his thoughts without ever posing a genuine threat.

«Not commercial enough» is sort of a cop - out and I really hate it when I read amazing self - published books that were turned down by publishers for that reason.

Saying «sell and wait 30 days» is sort of a cop - out, it's not really solving my situation.

However it differs in the sense that you don't find a hiding place per se as the cops have some sort of sixth sense and can find you through buildings, the easiest way is to simply get far enough for the required cooldown timer to start counting and just drive around at a moderate speed and keeping an eye out for and changing your route based on police locations on the minimap.

But it is also a sort of «cop - out», in the sense that climate is always changing, always has, and always will.

Cooked bacon sandwiches for Sprogs» breakfast (to remove temptation from fridge for The Great Famine of 2012); did grocery shopping; bought Husband six - pack of beer for New Year's Eve party; bought chooks 25 kg bag of scratch mix; staggered to car with 25 kg bag of scratch mix; washed and hung out two loads of washing; filled recycling bin with empty bottles and cartons; baked eggshells to make grit for chooks; assembled wraps for Husband and Sprogs for lunch; baked banana bread to use up manky banana supplies; baked biscuits with Sprog 2, who doesn't like banana bread; shut back door 50 times to stop plague of mozzies getting in; shut front door 20 times to stop plague of mozzies getting in; killed lots of mozzies; threw out old magazines and newspapers; put crap away from recent car trip; cleaned chook shit out of chook house; sorted three baskets of clean laundry; unpacked and repacked diswasher; returned to supermarket for forgotten essentials: toilet paper, broccoli, sparklers and last shot of caffeine before The Great Famine of 2012; cooked dinner; washed Sprogs» hair and painted Sprog 2's toenails rainbow colours for New Year's Eve party; copped grief from Husband for painting Sprog 2's toenails (some sexualisation nonsense); went to New Year's Eve Party; reluctantly abandoned third glass of French champagne after being reminded of designated driver status; drove Husband and Sprogs home from New Year's Eve party; took Unisom; collapsed in bed at 11.50 pm.