Word: flaccidities
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...flash “real life danger” on the screen. In fact, while Thurber keeps the mob at a considerable distance (we don’t know, for example, why Cleveland is involved), he relies on its existence to compensate for the poorly developed elements of the flaccid plot. If Art is vapid, it is because he lives in the shadow of a gangster; a scene with a pistol juxtaposes cheerful bonding in the hope that cliché plus cliché might make some real life. Acting does not add complexity to the situation. Granted, the actors...
...liked that but felt bad for liking it. The only thing that really worked was this doctor-nurse behavior. I called him Dr. Cock, up it went, and we’d have a few minutes to work. I always had to lie perfectly still (changing positions turned him flaccid all over again) and whisper, Dr. Cock, Dr. Cock, ooooh, your cock, until he came...
...liked that but felt bad for liking it. The only thing that really worked was this doctor-nurse behavior. I called him Dr. Cock, up it went, and we’d have a few minutes to work. I always had to lie perfectly still (changing positions turned him flaccid all over again) and whisper, Dr. Cock, Dr. Cock, ooooh, your cock, until he came...
...boon. By the time the show closed on Saturday evening, roughly three dozen works of art had sold, including a $10,000 bronze sculpture to a longtime Wentworth client who had never before acquired a piece by the artist formerly known as Starchild. Despite prevailing concerns about the flaccid economy, it had been a very good day. Stanley, however, says the rewards are more than monetary. "I like the idea that the snobbism is taken out of it here," he observes, as shaggy-haired guys in rhinestone-encrusted Kiss shirts sip wine and gaze at paintings. "I'm exposing people...
...surface of the water, Roxanna dove down and her hands found Frederick of their own volition and she pulled him up. His face was even waxier and paler than it usually was, but she had been in time. He coughed weakly, a spout of water dribbling down his flaccid chin, and looked at her, with a new wonder in his eyes. “You raised me up,” he said, feebly. “Yes,” she said. The water streamed from her golden hair like diamonds. Her white clothes were now transparent and clinging...