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...with the “National Razor” of a vicious and snipper-happy barber, Mr. Guillotine (Burkle). The show is often thrown together at the last minute by a highly skilled group of actors, Burkle says. “We don’t want it to cook too long. It’s about relying on the instincts of being a ham. Or an idiot….Accents are funny. Falling down is funny. We want to be as big as we can without scaring the children.” Indeed, the actors seem to enjoy...
...carrier bag,’ I chime in. ‘And we’ll make it public that your pearls are cultured, not real...’ “Jemima claps a hand over her mouth. “‘...and you never really cook the food at your dinner parties...’ “‘...and that photo of you meeting Prince William is faked...’ “‘...and we’ll tell every single man you ever date from now on that...
...celibacy requires a high level of emotional and personal maturity. Can an Archbishop ever kick back and have fun? Being thrown in at the top of a big organization, there's a sense of loneliness. The loss of anonymity is extraordinary. But I like to eat; I like to cook. I'm news dependent. And I do get a lot of variety in my work. Yesterday I met with people who look after intellectually handicapped people; today I'm meeting with chartered accountants...
...guys who are looking for sex--or a topless housekeeper or a personal masseuse--from the ones who genuinely want a platonic setup. Verve, who found her roommates by posting ads at grocery stores, says life got uncomfortable with one man, a music producer, when he began complaining, "'You cook for me, and then you just run off.' I was like, 'That's what I'm here for. Not to watch sports with you.'" Men also worry about sending confusing signals. McCarthy says he "purposefully picked someone I wasn't attracted to." Freitas goes further: he says it would...
...fertile land that hugs the river's banks. The Nile also feeds a vast network of Egyptian irrigation canals that nourish the plots of peasant farmers such as Mohammed Sorour, 43, father of seven. "All the time, we have water," smiles Sorour, who plants molokhiyya, a leafy vegetable Egyptians cook into a stew, on the east bank of the river near El Saff, 50 km south of Cairo. "If the Ethiopians ever tried to stop the Nile," Sorour says, only half joking as he fires off rounds from an imaginary machine gun, "Egyptians will attack them and kill...