Word: burping
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...rich that he yearned for discomfort. Wintertimes, Mytton went hunting wearing as little as possible, once horrified the gamekeepers by duck hunting in the nude. He once cured himself of hiccups by putting a candle to his nightgown: "enveloped in flames," he was soon too badly burned to burp. Despite his Spartan attire, Mytton "had a hundred and fifty-two pairs of trousers," spent half a million pounds in 15 years, died of d.t.s in a debtor's prison...
Both at Ifni and in Spanish West Africa farther down the coast, the little war showed signs of spreading last week. The tough, bearded Berbers of the turbulent Ait Ba Amrane had all leaped into the fight. Armed with anything from muzzle-loaders to burp guns, melting away into their scrub-covered crags whenever Spain's pre-World War II Heinkel bombers came over to attack them, they forced the Spanish to evacuate one border outpost after another, until at week's end Spanish troops may have held no more than three of the dozen or so first...
...onetime Zouave in the French army, who plotted rebel forays from the Casbah. Led to the spot by a native informer, two companies of French paratroopers boxed in Mourad and Ramel on the third floor of a once ornate, four-story, Turkish-style house in the Casbah. Firing, their burp guns, the two rebels held out for an hour. Then one shouted. "We'll surrender, but only if Bigeard signs a safe-conduct saying that we won't be tortured." Down in the street, tough French Paratroop Colonel Marcel Bigeard ordered a ceasefire, and then watched...
...collection of characters that faintly echo the bite of bigger wits now departed from the TV scene. There is Charles Vichysoisse, the leering Continental Crooner, perpetually at odds with his pianist, his white gloves and an undisciplined audience at Club Chichi. With rapid-fire changes, Soupy may become Wyatt Burp, the craven, belch-prone sheriff, or Calypso King Harry Bella, a wild-eyed, mop-domed South American who rolls drunks for a living...
Shotgun in hand, six-shooters at his sides, Wyatt Earp (rhymes with burp) rode coolly this week into a Dodge City dirt street crackling with the bullets of the Old West's 30 top gunmen, hired as killers by two feuding stagecoach lines. He rode on the highest saddle in TV-third place (after the Ed Sullivan Show and / Love Lucy) in the latest Trendex popularity ratings for all U.S. network television...