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There’s tough, there’s tougher and then there’s Arnold. Over the course of his cinematic career, the five-time Mr. Universe and seven-time Mr. Olympia has undergone every sort of pain imaginable. He’s been tossed over waterfalls and blown to bits. Then there is the usual assortment of beatings and shootings that are par for the action-hero course. One thing’s for sure: Arnold always comes back. He takes a licking and keeps on kicking. Everything is fodder for this one-man Bosnia: He blasts...
...spank me.” In terms of phallic-shaped goodies, the inexperienced should start with the six-inch, white chocolate “Mr. Average” ($2.79), while the ambitious will easily down the foot-long milk chocolate “Mac Daddy” ($19.99). Chandra, a college student shopping for her “man” this Valentine’s Day, believes the latter item confirms a popular stereotype. “It’s true what they say about chocolate dicks!” she says. Like frosting? Try the cream-filled...
...who’s been out of the dating scene for more than a few years (“looking for youthfully mature mate”), the flamboyant gay man whose caricature of an ad is so wacky it has to be a joke (“looking for Mr. Nasty”) and, of course, the fetish person (“looking for a petite Inuit who likes to suck toes”). If I had a magic wand I’d love to make some of those ads tell the bitter truth...
...President Ronald Reagan declared “Family Ties” to be his favorite TV show. And as much as it may have meant to Mr. Reagan, “Family Ties” is probably closer to the hearts of the millions of us who grew up alongside the Keaton children. The Keatons entered our homes 20 years ago as the MTV generation entered the world. Yet the Keatons were by no means a stereotypical yuppie family, let alone a typical sitcom family. The Keaton parents were hippies to the bone—Elyse a folk-singing flower...
It’s been four years since I crossed the stage in stiletto heels to be crowned Mr. Tiger Beauty Queen 1998. I’m still telling dirty jokes and swinging my hips. I grind at gay dance clubs and I am far too affectionate with my gay friends in public. Were my stereotypically homosexual traits a defense mechanism, I suspect they would have peeled off by now in Harvard’s gay-friendly atmosphere. But questions about my behavior and its origin seem irrelevant these past four months. When my mother had her will finalized...