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...Officers were sent to the intersection of Mt. Auburn and Dunster Streets where a local resident claimed that a white male parking control officer called him a “faggot?? and extended his middle finger. The individual who filed the report told the parking control officer to come back and say it to his face...

Author: By The CRIMSON Staff, | Title: CPD POLICE LOG | 7/11/2003 | See Source »

...between mentions of an “old faggot?? and a man named Sak whom he was hoping “to spend the night with,” Roberts told Cyril Wilcox in his May 10 letter that he was spending all his time in Brookline with Helen. “She is the kind of girl I can say anything to at all,” he wrote. According to his testimony before The Court, he sometimes lived with the Smith family in Brookline rather than staying in Perkins...

Author: By Amit R. Paley, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Secret Court of 1920 | 11/21/2002 | See Source »

...older boy in high school and confessed to having had many homosexual relationships. Smerage confessed to knowing “the jargon” and what a “queer” was, although he didn’t know what the word “faggot?? meant. Smerage also admitted to rouging his nails and knowing the work of Havelock Ellis, a psychologist whose 1897 book Sexual Inversion described the prevalence of homosexuality in American cities...

Author: By Amit R. Paley, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Secret Court of 1920 | 11/21/2002 | See Source »

...fully expect it to be horrible and disgusting,” the first cast member said. “The most common thing we will hear will be ‘faggot??—and the fact Harvard students say that is shocking...

Author: By Anne K. Kofol, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Pudding Prepares For Rowdy Club Night | 2/26/2002 | See Source »

...spitting and throwing. My flamboyance had worn them out. Well, most of them. One morning in October, as I left for school, I realized the mailbox was missing. I found my mother’s flower pots shattered on our front steps. I saw the word “faggot?? etched in the driveway. I smelled urine on the front porch. At least my family wouldn’t have to decorate for Halloween—the white toilet paper hanging from our trees was eerie enough...

Author: By William L. Adams, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: My Flaming Valentine | 2/14/2002 | See Source »

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