Word: shirts
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...last week, Clinton took to the heartland. In a speech in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, he mentioned the middle class no fewer than 10 times and later that day revived his campaign promise of a middle-class tax cut. With great ceremony, he was presented with a bowling ball and a shirt embroidered with his name. At a photo-op back in Washington, he demonstrated the power of volunteerism (read: no government spending) by helping to mow and clean up a park in a rundown neighborhood...
Gary Ciuffetelli once scraped out a living in a machine shop, but now he's getting ready to "ride a wave," as they say at All-Tech Investment Group in Suffern, New York. Dressed in shorts and a T shirt, the 33-year-old trader stares at a computer screen linked to the National Association of Securities Dealers Automated Quotation System (NASDAQ), the world's second largest stock market after the New York Stock Exchange. Sensing that Lotus stock is starting to climb, Ciuffetelli tells an All-Tech clerk to buy 1,000 shares. The clerk presses a few buttons...
...worry about Sylvester Stallone. For most of Cliffhanger he runs around in a T shirt atop a mountain range in the snow. The absence of parka and mittens is, of course, dictated by the desire to show off his huge, ever straining biceps. Still, you hate to see a guy risking pneumonia for his art, so it's a relief when, a couple of shots after he has fought a subsidiary bad guy in an icy tarn, his shirt is shown to be miraculously...
...while Annabeth flirts in the corner with Chaz. Then Suzi breaks in and asks Norm if he's looking for some real action. As if to test the waters, Norm gives Suzi a passionate kiss. Suzi kisses Norm back, hard. With no further preamble, Norm takes off Suzi's shirt. You can almost feel the temperature in the room start to rise...
Except that there is no room, no shirt and, for all we know, no woman named Suzi. These events, and their steamy denouement, exist only as text messages scrolling by on a computer screen and as libidinous images in the mind's eye -- in this case, the imagination of the three dozen men and women who have chosen this particular moment and this computer locale (the "sex" channel on the Internet), to exchange pseudonymous X-rated fantasies. Participants simply type in their best pickup lines and indicate what physical actions they are taking -- such as kissing or undressing...