Word: fasted
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Truckers!" growls a manager. "They say they are in a hurry. They complain if the service isn't fast. We fix it so they can have their fuel pumped while they are eating and put in telephones on every table so they can check with their dispatch- ers. They could be out of here in half an hour. But what do they do? They sit and talk for two hours...
...lobbyists who have trooped through his department over the past four months. The oil and gas industry, for years the sheltered favorite of congressional committees, successfully persuaded Baker to restore up to two-thirds of the tax breaks knocked out by Treasury I. The oil-depletion allowance and fast write-offs for drilling have been at least partly preserved. Without incentives, the oil lobby argued, new energy sources would go untapped, making the U.S. more dependent on foreign oil. The oilmen even wangled a meeting with the President, who was reported to be fully conversant with oil tax shelters, having...
...sell out, but stars whose shows sell out slowly may have peaked. When Madonna tickets went on sale for three June dates at Radio City Music Hall in Manhattan, fans who had huddled all night in the rain managed to slap their wadded-up, wet money on the counter fast enough to buy the 17,622 seats available in, yes folks, a new record of 34 minutes. (The old record was 55 minutes, jointly held by Elvis Costello and Phil Collins, who presumably are lolling by the pool somewhere, plenty worried...
...little and I put my arms around her and I could feel her body underneath me sobbing and I felt like she was the child. I stopped tormenting her after that. That was the turning point when I knew. I think that made me grow up fast. I knew I could be either sad and weak and not in control or I could just take control and say it's going to get better...
...other way around, stuff like that. When I was little, I had all the usual feelings of guilt. I was very conscious of God watching everything I did. Until I was eleven or twelve, I believed the devil was in my basement and I would run up the stairway fast so he wouldn't grab my ankles. We had the kind of stairway where there were spaces between each step...