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...office, saying 'O.K., suppose these three girls work for this detective named ... Harry.' And then I saw the intercom on Aaron's desk, and I said, 'Suppose you never see Harry. He always calls them on that squawk box. And suppose instead of tough-mmm ...' And then I saw a picture on the wall of three angels. 'Suppose they're, like, Harry's angels...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Television: Farewell to a Phenomenon | 6/8/1981 | See Source »

...hosts nod, murmur "Mmm, yes, oh really," then cut to a commercial--and the band strikes up the theme from Love Story...

Author: By Suzanne R. Spring, | Title: The Importance of Being Ali | 5/21/1980 | See Source »

...near City Hall, Pizza for the hip. Not hip as in pelvis, kids; hip as in Definitely worth a try, but be forwarned--the is the pizza of the '70s, and it's really good. Where else can you get a deep-dish whole wheat-crust pizza topped with (mmm) walnuts and broccoli? Nowhere! Seriously, though, Bel Canto's offers an interesting, tasty and rather expensive variation on the all-American dish. Definitely worth a try but be forewarned--the place is tiny, the service is slow, and at peak times you have to wait a while before...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Pizza for the Masses | 6/26/1978 | See Source »

...earthy blues are an appropriate final act for Paul's. His is the raucous, salty sound of good-time blues, the kind of blues an audience loves to react to by yelling "yea, allright" or "wooo" or "mmm-mmm." B.B.'s piercing guitar style might be a bit too much for the Mall's small room, however, and some members of the audience may find themselves yelling "ooo, my ears" during instrumental breaks...

Author: By Scott A. Kripke, | Title: Milt and Cookies | 4/6/1978 | See Source »

...wonder if you have been made the butt of a fast one. And plenty were plainly wondering. It was as if a whole system of patterned responses had been planted in everybody's brain. One such response was pitched to a tone of ambiguity-- "very interesting" or "innovative" or "mmm..." --couched in a campy tone that denied any involvement with the art. It belonged uniformly to the slickers, with money, dressed in low-toned chic, St. Laurent Vietnamese army jackets, cool. You know the type--you saw them at the cocktail party in Diary of a Mad Housewife. Others, after...

Author: By Emily Fisher, | Title: Lost in the Whitney Funhouse | 7/27/1973 | See Source »

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