Bud, who had been a fireball hurler on his high school team, grinned in anticipation.

Bud grinned, but he was too physically exhausted to make one of his usual wisecracks.

Bud shook his head up and down and grinned.

Bud, who was looking on, grinned at Tom.

Tom and Bud grinned, knowing that they were being needled.

Bud grinned and added, "What this job needs are bifocals!"

Bud glanced up and saw him there, and grinned maliciously.

"He'd better hurry back if he wants another shot at me," Bud grinned.

On impulse, Bud grinned, plucked out the pen, and began writing a message.

Bud grinned as he rolled down his shirt sleeve.