Word: question
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...wedding ring and wonder for a moment if he has any children at home. You see something cool in a bookstore's window, and you go in and buy it. You stop to talk to a friend to whom you would normally have been satisfied asking that unanswered question, "What...
...longer circulate, there are other options for the gaggles of children drooling for this tantalizing taste bud treat. Only a hop, skip and a jump away are Herrell's, Toscanini's and Baskin Robbins. With so many options there is no excuse not to partake, leaving only one question: Jimmies or sprinkles...
This letter is addressed to Jane--Jane the person, Jane the magazine, Jane the enigmatic figure who has lurked, inconspicuous but ever-present, throughout most of my sentient life. I just bought the one-year-anniversary issue of your new magazine, and my first question is: What happened? Either the irony of the publication is just too subtle for even the most subtle of readers, or someone with big hair and bigger scissors has snipped out your judgment and put it in the crisper of an industrial fridge. This magazine is a slap in the face of everything you used...
...M.A.C. lipstick and used condoms tossed aside from a round of star-fucking. Sure, some of Sassy's celebrity-bashing was gratuitous and motivated by the lure of an easy target. But perhaps it was also motivated by some fundamental feeling that it's necessary and right to question what everyone else loves and hates and that only by questioning can one escape the herd-mentality worship of the Lucky Sperm Club...
...clarion call to future college students like you who would go on to demand the displacement of an ossified Western canon with more relevant investigations of low culture. Several years ago a student who will remain nameless--her name was Jen--handed in a pictoral interpretation of the essay question in place of a ten-page paper. I instantly knew that she had gleaned her air of entitlement and complete disrespect for all forms of academic propriety from being a nightly fan of "You Can't Do That On Television." Although I failed her, it was the proudest moment...