Word: fetid
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...nothing quite as charming as the 32nd aisle of an MD-80. I've often wondered whether it stems from the lack of a window, the intimate proximity to the engines or the savory aroma that wafts out the nearby lavatory, but as I descend into Logan after a fetid and sightless flight from San Francisco, I am reminded that its greatest charm is not any of these. No, the drops of water falling into my magazine remind me that its charm lies in the air conditioning that graciously drips all over passengers in the 32nd aisle...
...likely to help. New Jersey is facing similar problems ? 1 million residents were told to boil their water this weekend after flooding overwhelmed a treatment plant ? but the problems of an agricultural state are special. At least 110,000 hogs and a million poultry lie rotting in fetid floodwaters, and the animals that survive ? military vehicles have been called in to help save livestock across the eastern part of the state ? are certainly not defecating where they ought. North Carolinians will certainly welcome Bill Clinton?s moist eye (and wrinkled nose), and the attention and federal disaster monies...
Grubby tables and fetid air once seemed to attract me. During high school summers, friends would flock to the striped umbrellas and concrete chess tables of Au Bon Pain, the invariable meeting place for a night out. I drank numerous oily cups of Peet's Coffee, pretending that I was a tortured poet in a proverbial coffee house. I even developed a taste for their tuna croissant-wiches. I have good memories of ABP; it wasn't until college that it started to make me cringe...
Grubby tables and fetid air once seemed to attract me. During high school summers, friends would flock to the striped umbrellas and concrete chess tables of Au Bon Pain, the invariable meeting place for a night out. I drank numerous oily cups of Peet's Coffee, pretending that I was a tortured poet in a proverbial coffee house. I even developed a taste for their tuna croissant-wiches. I have good memories of ABP; it wasn't until college that it started to make me cringe...
...wonderful you almost wanted to move to the Minnesota tundra and forget questions about whether Jesse can govern or whether tripartisan politics will be a fetid swamp. You also wanted to forget that Jesse kept speaking in bromides and stuck to a schedule of at least one head-smackingly dumb remark daily, reminding everyone that hoo-yah! is awfully close to yahoo...