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...universe lay beyond the range of Laurel and Hardy. But they were lovable caricatures of the dolt in Everyman, a bow and fiddle striking delightfully dissonant chords in a mad world. Witless innocence was their hallmark. It purifies even a 20's sequence in which they are pursued, clad in underdrawers, by a pair of gorgon wives toting a shotgun to avenge some fancied infidelity-as they round the corner of an apartment house, a shotgun blast brings dozens of men tumbling out of all the doors and windows, each dragging his trousers behind him. The art of Laurel...
...Company found itself under such severe shelling from mortars that it was soon forced up a fingerlike slope-apart from the rest of the battalion and in the very midst of the enemy. Finally taking refuge on a narrow ledge, the isolated platoon fired at the khaki-clad North Vietnamese attackers from as close as five to ten feet. Sergeant Clyde Savage stood up to blast down three of them, found to his horror that his automatic rifle was empty. "I didn't know what to do," he recalls, "so I just said 'Hi' and smiled...
...actual "raid" consisted of one mad charge at three young ladies clad in leotards. The floor around the bench was strewn with undergarments, and the instructions were "Grab what's on the floor but leave the girls alone...
This boy -meets -girl -in -Manhattan romp proves conclusively that New York is a summer festival where the bluebird of happiness has solved such problems as air pollution. Sandra, clad in Jean Louis dresses, plays an actress and part-time cleaning woman who disinfects Bobby's bachelor flat every day, never dreaming that he is the same young man she bumps into all around town. Nor does he suspect the identity of his sweepheart. Bobby is a rakehell who keeps a card file of his conquests with horse-racy annotations ("Slow starter but good in the stretch"). His flat...
World has been bruited about in certain feminist circles that Radcliffe women should be permitted to "cheer," as they put it, for the Harvard football team. These creeping mergerists of mergering creeps, call them what will you, claim that that the sight of scantily clad young women leaping into the air, legs well apart waving sticks with colored paper on their ends would have a beneficent effect on the team's performance. We view this position with more than a jot of disdain and more than a title of alarm...