Word: damns
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...latest album by Avril Lavigne, “The Best Damn Thing,” seems like it has a lot going for it. Brought to you by the producers behind Kelly Clarkson, Daughtry, Green Day, and My Chemical Romance, the album has all the behind-the-scenes muscle to make it exactly what it endeavors to be: fun. However, the brand-name brains settled for a spotty pop mixture based on the sounds of their former clients, and “Damn Thing” retains little of what used to be amusing about Lavigne’s music...
...stares down from behind a lectern but sits in a more relaxed setting at a desk. And there's a find-it-yourself information terminal nearby too. "People want concierges to be more approachable and want to be able to actually access them," says Cosslett. "So get off the damn phone. Get rid of all your clobber and stop intimidating me and make me welcome." In London the company extended the idea of engaging customers by taking the housekeeping and other support staff on tours around the city to see it as visitors do. "The back of house...
...ascent of the fanboy critics must be like manna falling from above. They rose from the culture they speak to, they're as obsessed with horror films and special effects as the industry currently is, and they love nearly everything they see. Whereas the mainstream critics--they're so damn critical...
...Luisa exclaims, in agony, "Oh, if only my mother were alive!" and, in anger, "I'd kill myself if my mother were black." (Hearing that, José Carlos slaps her.) Mercé, ground down by the ill feelings, is getting weaker. And when Ana Luisa calls her a "damn black woman" and strikes her," José Carlos shouts the words the movie has been steaming toward: "Don't! She is your mother!" Revelation; guilt; death; renewal. Sensation...
...melt. However, the juicy photo is about as colorful and interesting as the book is going to get. The subtitle reveals the disappointing truth that this book is, in fact, about our fascinating global economy. Suddenly, the symbolism of the melting red, white, and blue popsicle becomes painfully obvious. Damn, and I thought this was about food...