Grunt or Grunts may refer to:
- a deep guttural sound
- death grunt, the death metal singing style
- "The Grunt", a 1970 instrumental recording by The J.B.'s
- Fobos-Grunt, a failed Russian mission to Phobos, one of the moons of Mars
- A food preparation similar to a cobbler
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Other articles related to "grunt, grunts":
... The Grunt Tribe live in a big cave next to a volcano ... When Little Grunt is told that the Ugga-Wugga Tribe is coming over for Sunday brunch the next day Mama Grunt orders him to find some eggs so that she can make an omelette ... Little Grunt searches high and low and there are no eggs to be found anywhere ...
... A Russian Mars sample return mission concept is Mars-Grunt ... It is meant to use Phobos-Grunt design heritage ...
... "The Grunt" is a funk instrumental recorded in 1970 by James Brown's band The J.B.'s ... Large parts of "The Grunt"'s melody and arrangement are borrowed, uncredited, from The Isley Brothers' song "Keep on Doin'", which was released earlier in the same ... Part 1 of "The Grunt" was included on The J.B.'s' 1972 album Food for Thought ...
... Grunts!, a 1992 fantasy by Mary Gentle Grunts (film), a gay pornographic film Grunts (film), a 1983 Italian film featured in the movie Troll 2 ...
... Piggyback delivery attached to the Russian Phobos Grunt Sample Return mission ... announced it would launch the demonstration lander on board the Phobos Grunt mission on 2011 ... However, the MetNet lander was later dropped from the Phobos-Grunt mission due to weight constraints on the spacecraft ...
Famous quotes containing the word grunt:
“A name? Oh, Jesus Christ. Ah, God, I’ve been called by a million names all my life. I don’t want a name. I’m better off with a grunt or a groan for a name.”
—Bernardo Bertolucci (b. 1940)
“In the black of desire
we rock and grunt, grunt and
shine”
—Denise Levertov (b. 1923)
“who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveler returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought.”
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616)