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Word: beer (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Chris: There are three jokes we hear. "Where's the beer vendor?" "$3.25 for a Coke? Hey, is there rum in here?" "I can buy three of these at Star Market...

Author: By Vicky C. Hallett, | Title: Fifteen Minutes: Ballpark Wisdom: Dining Out with Harvard's Fenway Boys | 10/14/1999 | See Source »

...know exactly when I lost my mind. June 1996, just south of the border in a pueblocita they call Cancún. The agent of my transformation: a stylish devil named Tequila. My senior trip was about foam parties and shady beds, not yards of beer and wet T-shirt contests. In the end I looked more like a "popcorn crab" (the words of a best friend) than Serena Atschul. Does it matter? Maybe...

Author: By Kevin E. Meyers, | Title: Fifteen Minutes: Confessions of an Autumnophile | 10/14/1999 | See Source »

...Inebria soaks through this here issue. In "Behind the Curtain with the Krokodiloes," Harvard's oldest a capella troupe reveals a few drinking habits of their own (see page 8). While beer takes a back seat to pretzels, pizza and peanuts in "Ballpark Wisdom" (see page 6), its presence is beyond required in "(Gulp!) A Brief History of Goldfish Swallowing" (see page...

Author: By Kevin E. Meyers, | Title: Fifteen Minutes: Confessions of an Autumnophile | 10/14/1999 | See Source »

...rock's finer chestnuts. Opening with a Rolling Stones medley, the former Ms. Arnold interpreted Satisfaction in ways Mick Jagger surely never intended and with a refreshing indifference to melody. She screeched her way through My Generation and I Wanna Be Sedated, pausing only to eat chocolate, swill beer and swear, charming the young crowd with her atonal exuberance. If only TV viewers were so readily impressed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People: Oct. 11, 1999 | 10/11/1999 | See Source »

...changed into a chilling a cappella rendition of the Velvet Underground's "Heroin." The dark dirge about a death drug breathed life back into the show. But it was too late; the aging Goths in the front row could feel it; the drunken hooligans by the pool of beer near the bar could feel it; even this 20-year-old neo-Bunnymen fan could feel it. It's a sad realization when you see something once vibrant wither away, and the resulting empty feeling is what I took away from this show...

Author: By Annie K. Zaleski, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Echo (Echo) Fades (Fades) | 10/8/1999 | See Source »

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