Word: shirt
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...every publisher's seasonal list could well be doused with something or other, preferably Mum, this sort of thing nevertheless will deeply alarm all right-thinking (and right-smelling) readers. The precedent raises dreadful possibilities: a whiff of chloroform for Not As a Stranger, essence of unwashed T-shirt for On the Road and the odor of sanctity for The Power of Positive Thinking...
...tracked down the story behind it and found that Miss Jomes worked a steam-iron at the Acme Laundry in Eastpox, N.J. Last year, while ironing a shirt belonging to Laundry Mark x428Fy, she had noticed a small piece of paper protruding from the slot on the collar. Curious, she pulled it out and read: "Whoever you are, I love the way you press my shirts. I think I may love you too. Interested?" She blushed, but daringly wrote her answer--"Interested, sorta," and slipped it in the collar-slot. Ten days later came another shirt from x428Fy and, sure...
...x428Fy had switched to slotless Van Heusen Collarite shirts--with sewn-in stays! You should, too! These micro-thin stays can't get lost, keep your collar flat, and launder with your shirt! Specify Collarite next time...
Dressed in blue jeans, an old shirt, and red loafers, Agatha looked quite real and quite dead. Passers-by took the corpse as a Halloween prank. The Moors girls merely smiled, muttered strange incantations, and sped off on their broomsticks...
Barrack Talk. At 60 Ludwig Erhard's plump cheeks fairly glisten with the new German look of wellbeing. But nine years ago he was to be found, in frazzled pepper-and-salt suit and dirty shirt, in a little hole-in-the-wall office in flaking, bomb-scarred barracks near the imposing Frankfurt headquarters from which Allied commanders bossed the U.S. and British zones of occupied Germany. "There sat the economics adviser to the conquerors,'' recalls one caller, "almost like a dog on a chain.'' The professor was a torrential talker. To all comers...