Word: shacks
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Murtaugh, "We're back! We're bad! You're black! I'm mad!" Mad to the max. Riggs may not know how to spell apartheid, but he knows whom he hates. He even knows how to strike a blow for American property values. When the Boers perforate his beachside shack, Riggs finds appropriate recourse. He kills their house...
Slaughter Shack, 9 Ib. Hammer, All, Hordes of Mungo...
When officers entered the darkness of the 15-by-25-ft. shack, they found a squat iron kettle whose contents suggested that more than just a band of ruthless killers had been at work. Inside the pot, resting in dried blood, were a charred human brain and a roasted turtle. Other containers held a witch's brew of human hair, a goat's head and chicken parts. After arresting and questioning four suspects, the Mexican police pieced together a horrific tale of a voodoo-practicing cult of drug smugglers who believed that orgies of human sacrifice would win satanic protection...
...motor home, stripped of furniture and crammed with glassware and supplies, was parked in the trees next to a friend's lake-side shack. "They skied and chased girls while I cooked," Bernard remembers. This was no home- kitchen production with towels stuffed under the door to contain the pungent odor of the process. This was a major manufacturing operation disguised as a beach party, using black-market chemicals to produce 100 lbs. of crank, presold to a buyer in Grants Pass, Ore., for $15,000 a lb. Almost a million net, even before the powder hit the streets, sold...
...Brown's first stint in the slammer. Born in a shack in rural South Carolina, Brown grew up dirt poor, shining shoes and dancing for pennies. At 15 he was sentenced to eight years for breaking into cars. He sang in the prison choir (his nickname was "Music Box") and, on his release after three | years, started a band. Brown's pioneering rhythm and blues soon had black audiences up on their feet dancing to funky drums, taut horn riffs and sweat- drenched lyrics that sometimes rose to the level of pungent urban poetry. A 1968 hit gave a slogan...