Word: pints
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...longer will a husky man weigh 15 stone but merely a pedantic 95.25 kilograms. A future Miss Universe might stack up on the telly at 91-56-89 (centimeters) instead of a somehow more appetizing 36-22-35 (inches). Bert and Alf will have to give up ordering a pint of mild or stout and order 'alf a liter instead, while the missus will have to shop for half a kilo of butter. And who, if he just misses being run down by a lorry, will feel like saying, "A miss is as good as 1.609 kilometers...
...master less than the master's cloak, and he wears it with a rueful difference. Where Chaplin was earthy, Newley is smirkingly vulgar. Chaplin was a prisoner of life who sang in his chains; Newley is a resentful slave of the class system who cries in his pint of bitters. Chaplin's Little Tramp was a tattered knight of the open road, dueling his foes with his wits and a twirling cane. Newley's Oh-So-Little Man, windily inflated with his rights and his wrongs, is a human editorial page who deplores God, the upper classes...
...eliminated in the semifinals. The finalists: bowlegged, two-time Champion Chuang Tse-tung, 23, a student at Peking's University of Physical Culture (one of few schools in the world that gives a degree in Ping-Pong), and Challenger Li Fu-jung, 22, who resembles a pint-sized Gregory Peck. Li was the crowd favorite. Often laying back as far as 20 ft. from the table, he brought gasps of astonishment from the crowd of 8,000 as he casually returned smash after smash, biding his time until he uncoiled to slam a blur of white past Chuang...
Even as it stands there are moments; Liat looking shy and beautiful; Steve Cotler (Billis) shouting orders like a half-pint Sergeant Bilko; Jeanne Klein, a freshman Cliffie, reincarnating Bloody Mary; a chaotic chorus-line finale to "Wonderful Guy"; a lovely, half-drunk kiss between Nellie and Emile; Stolber singing "This Nearly Was Mine." But then there always are moments, and last night they were few and awfully far between...
Back in Coates's office, Ruiz pulled a paper bag with a suspicious bulge out of his pocket. "Here it comes," thought the reporter. But all that emerged from the bag was a pint of Scotch. "You care if I take a few nips while we talk? I feel pretty shaky," said Ruiz, shaking...