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Manning is also a polished pitchman. In his myriad commercial campaigns--Sprint, MasterCard, DirectTV, ESPN--he manages to seem both sincere and dryly funny. "Mothers out there would buy milk from him," says David Carter, executive director of the U.S.C. Sports Business Institute. "They're not going to have a negative reaction to this guy." Plus, the ads are genuinely entertaining. In a MasterCard commercial, Manning, reversing the roles of peppy fan and star athlete, shouts "You're still the man" at a waitress who has dropped dishes, and tells a clumsy moving team, "All right, guys, they...
...When it's bad out," said Kathy Ford, pregnant and holding Tramaine, 2, on her lap, "I don't go out to the store for milk. Or sometimes I grab his hand and say, 'Come on, Tramaine, walk fast.'" The regular sounds of shooting used to upset the little boy. "It was 'What those shots, Mommy?' and 'Him was killed? Who dead?'" said Kathy, a fashionably dressed 19-year-old, imitating her son. These days, though, little Tramaine has grown accustomed to the gunfire; when it begins, he ignores it. Sonja, who has childhood friends now in the gangs, cannot...
...much as $20 million. Later on he bought the Eugene O'Neill Theater on Broadway as a home for his plays. That had the unexpected result of making him the employer of his mother: she came to work on the box-office telephone ("Some mothers give you their milk, others sell tickets to Promises, Promises"). He later sold the theater?he has no ownership interest in the theater named for him, which belongs to the Nederlander chain?and now the bulk of his assets are stocks and bonds and the royalty rights to his scripts...
...biggest market after the U.S., so they were ripe for the plucking); and various wangchong - networms, as they are known - made knee-jerk nationalist comments. In fact, the outlet, a tiny, hole-in-the-wall store with no sign outside, has been serving its signature overpriced, coffee-flavored milk to tourists for no less than six years. So why the sudden interest in the issue? Trotting out this lame duck (can ducks trot?) has certainly sparked a rush of internet traffic to Rui's blog, and gotten his post onto the front page of China's most popular blog aggregator...
...cold room with formica-topped tables, hard-backed chairs and a slatternly proprietress with a fag gummed to the corner of her lip, "coffee" consisted of hot water poured onto a spoonful of instant Nescafe. It tasted like dishwater. If you were adventurous, you mixed the instant with boiling milk, which gave you, let's see, instant-coffee-flavored milk. To accompany this beverage, you could have the following: a custard cream, which was a sort of sandwich cookie with some smegma-like yellow goo between its baked bits; a wafer with some raisins stuck in it, known...