The Google Game
“evil grin crept across”

As the front of the Nova slid up next to me, an evil grin crept across my face and I slowly raised my eyebrow and turned my head to look at him. It had been a long time since I was passenger-door-to-driver’s-side-door with my parole officer and I was ready to test my Pinto’s endurance.

With Metallica ringing in her ears, an evil grin crept across her face as she reached for her inner pocket. It was, indeed, time for a doobie. In this crowd, even if caught, she could blame it all on the devil.

He recognized the figure immediately and an evil grin crept across his craggy face.

An evil grin crept across her face as she shifted deeper under the covers. Ahhh – the joys of staying up past her bedtime! And no one would ever suspect her of stealing the Batman flashlight to read with. But at that moment there was a tap on the window. A horned figure stood just outside with a none-too-amused look on his face.

An evil grin crept across Kirk’s features, then turned to hot anger. Why did his show have to be the one to be canceled?!? It was all Tracey’s fault. Stupid eating disorder. He was a teen idol at one time and all of that had been sabotaged by a co-worker who was a finicky eater. Curses!

An evil grin crept across Helen’s face when she saw Nick’s features go slack. She’d known all along that he was a slack-jawed-yokel, and now his lack of mandible was giving it all away.

An evil grin crept across her beautiful face, and it caused Lance to smile as well; for a different reason. “I’m gettin’ laid, I’m gettin’ laid!”

An evil grin crept across her face as she started to speak, “Justin, I bumped into Willie Nelson in Vegas and he wanted me to tell you to give him back his bandanas,” Jen exhaled satisfied.