Word: phooey
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...weighing in at a svelte 135 Ibs., charged that Dr. Cazzarolli had issued a false certificate, ballyhooed by the pasta firm in ads, stating that she had shed an unsvelte 44 Ibs. by gobbling quantities of Pastificio Pantanella's dietetic, "no-cal" macaroni. Maria fumed a scornful phooey on "the physiological pasta." The prima donna, who once declined singing Madame Butterfly because she scaled an unlepidopterous 212 Ibs., now complained: "The public wants Callas to be noble and delicate . . . Woe betide if, opposed to this idealistic spirituality, the public should discover a behind-scenes maneuver whereby a dainty Butterfly...
...Ochsner's disillusionment with fluoridation of public water supplies adds one more illustrious name to the growing list of scholars in the health professions who see through the pretensions of this pseudoscientific gimmick and its salesmen. How you must have hated to admit it ! ... Phooey on opinionated, supercilious TIME...
...that religious conversion is as correct as it is shrewd and witty. I, too, know the "hunger for a show" of the British people-and why confine it to the British anyway? As for that Irish newspaper which said that Billy had taken Ireland by storm even in absentia: phooey! MAUD CHEGWIDDEN San Francisco Sir: If Graham goes for orange juice, the unpriestly Priestley is steeped in dill-pickle juice. This cynic is not one of those Britons whose minds "are wide open as well as being empty." His mind, though empty, is closed...
...many days in uniform can turn baseball into a dreary business. Tired, his temper on edge, the old pleasure of playing gone, 23-year-old Willie got into a batting-practice scuffle with his Giant teammate, Ruben Gomez. Later, Willie denied everything. "All those stories about a fight-phooey." he said. "Ruben and I are pals...
...Tommy had been trotting ten miles daily on the Rockaway Beach boardwalk. In Stillman's Gym he had been pushing sparring partners around as he polished up his wild assortment of slaps, jabs, backhanded cuffs and spectacular double uppercuts. He had bothered little with the big bag. "Phooey to that," said Hurricane. "I like to box with guys. A big bag can't punch back. I like to get hit. Then I fight better. When I'm hit, yeah man, that...