You know, a few boys blew in from Chicago.

Men and boys blown apart and mashed into the mud.

At Gabriel's silence, the boy blew a brown forelock out of his eyes.

It shows what a big boy you are, blowing them all out now.

The boy blew the green bead from the tip of his nose.

But Spivey's boys blew it, so they tried over again.

The young boys blew on the smoking wood until flames started to appear.

Putting the whistle to his lips, the boy blew into it.

I'm sure the boys were just blowing' off a bit of steam.