Word: pinking
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Still, none of this matters really. There is excitement enough in Tickle Me Pink to give the audience as well as the chorus line a good time. Wilson also helped Nicholas Bunnin write the lyrics, and somehow they produced a combination of all the sounds that the best Pudding wenches can roll with a lovely, drawn out salaciousness off the tongue, including some truly catchy ditties--"The Red Star Is Rising," "Logrolling," and "Body by Fisher" especially. The music is Brian Cooke's and Kenneth Stuart's; only occasionally the conventional hammering accompaniment, it certainly got the largest share...
...thing disturbs me (did it disturb the Pudding alumni who sat wonderingly through remarks about current provincialisms like psilocybin pie?) That is Tickle Me Pink's theme of horror. "Don't Let Them Dance" sings a dreary chorus to the badly frightened Hardy: and Act II opens with Hardy's nightmare, in which shadowy figures point accusation at him, and dance around him in hysterical, threatening circles. It is the symbolism of Duerenmatt and not of the Hasty Pudding; why is it here, among the chorus girls, invading the laughing...
...room was part of an attic, dusty, stale, and dead. But as Friedman has decorated it, the room is almost oppressive in its humanity. At odd corners of the room are numerous animals; each comes as a surprise. Swinging from the sloppy bookshelf is a toy monkey. A pink trojan horse and grey kitten sit on the desk. Also on the desk stands a willow plant, to which is attached a single large, yellow bee. And a gaint green cotton frog is perched on the magazine table...
...right for De Gaulle to annoy the perfidious English, the vulgar Americans or the impossible Belgians," huffed a Gallic gourmet in Paris last week, meanwhile extracting a gobbet of white succulence from a pink lobster tail. "But to endanger lobster shipments, so vital to France, by picking a fight with the Brazilians-that's too much...
...that time Tomlinson, dressed in pink robe and wearing a home-made cardboard crown, sat on a portable aluminum throne, at the start of his second tour around the world to name himself king of 101 nations. Yesterday he appeared in the simple garb of a prophet, a blue suit, and lunched in Lowell House with several friends-including a junior he had crowned "prince of the realm" while last at the College...