Word: mcdonald
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Memo to Boris Yeltsin: If you dodecide to move Lenin's body from Red Square, you may want to convert his mausoleum into a McDonald's rather than try to knock it down. As Russia debates what to do with the bones of its first communist leader, his Bulgarian counterpart on Saturday got the last laugh on the country?s post-communist authorities. Georgi Dimitrov?s body was cremated shortly after the collapse of communism in 1990, but following a fierce national debate, the present government decided to finish the job by destroying his mausoleum in downtown Sofia. So with...
...McDonald's Training 5.00 ...gives viewer a knowledge of the Video: Filet-O-Fish procedures involved in Filet-O-Fish production...
...ability to probe our collective unconscious. His final masterpiece, Eyes Wide Shut, is a testament to his creative genius. It is a shame that our culture has become desensitized to violence, while human sexuality is still as taboo as in the days of Adam and Eve. COLIN MCDONALD Waterbury, Conn...
...opened the door, stepped into a mound of McDonald's garbage and then wedged the rest of my body into the car, up against the surfboard which ran diagonally through the interior. Kid Driver's precious board traveled in a silver cushioned bag. (He later told me the surfboard cost more than the car itself.) Once I managed to close the door, he hit the gas and we pulled onto the pavement, Dukes of Hazard style, with a plume of dirt behind us. I fastened my seatbeat...
...opened the door, stepped into a mound of McDonald's garbage and then wedged the rest of my body into the car, up against the surfboard which ran diagonally through the interior. Kid Driver's precious board travelled in a silver cushioned bag. (He later told me the surfboard cost more than the car itself.) Once I managed to close the door, he hit the gas and we pulled onto the pavement, Dukes of Hazzard style, with a plume of dirt behind us. I fastened my seatbeat...