Word: snarlingly
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...such dishes as stuffed cabbage, and sometimes at formal receptions he handles his chopsticks like a coolie, shoving bowl to mouth and shoveling. He likes to hunt (duck and tiger). He may erupt into sudden violence. Considering someone he dislikes, he will sometimes spit across the room and snarl, "dirty type...
Thus, getting the green light from a President who sometimes distresses them by recommending gentle treatment of Democrats, Capitol Hill Republicans happily turned on Paul Butler with a collective snarl. Arizona's Republican Senator Barry Goldwater rose on the Senate floor to call Butler's statement "another sample of person-smear tactics which have now become typical of Butler's idea of political warfare . . . Our distinguished President and his wife . . . are in sound, healthy and vigorous condition-in vivid contrast to the condition of the man who ran for a fourth term and withheld information...
...Frankie (John Cassavetes). Author Reginald Rose's dialogue was blunt and crisp, with an authentic cadence and idiom. When a social worker (Robert Preston) asks Frankie why he is at home, just lying on his crumpled, ratty bed, he gets an unforgettable cry of anguish masked in a snarl: "Because I got a hole in my shirt and my brother's wearin' my underwear and my mother's got her thumb in some slob's soup . . . And you're not here because you want to help us . . . You're scared to death...
House he would not use the entire ten minutes that had been allotted him. The House applauded. Bailey uttered a last-gasp snarl: "I don't see how the President can really be very much concerned about it. The ticker just carried the word that he is going out to Burning Tree to play golf." Finally, the House voted on Dan Reed's motion to recommit. When the roll had been called, it seemed that the protectionists had won, 201 to 200. But Joe Martin, Indiana's Charles Halleck, and Les Arends had too many outstanding political...
Festival (by Sam and Bella Spewack) takes place in the rococo sunroom of a music impresario. Phones blare, tempers explode, rival artists snarl and spit. Then a lady music teacher arrives with a child prodigy to make things really hum. Soon she is rumored to be a famous pianist's discarded mistress and the prodigy their illegitimate son. With the child's real father suspecting his wife, and a lady cellist buzzing with sex. it all suggests a game of musical sofas...