Word: snorting
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...call from the boss-and there was a lot of buzzing. The contraptions were supposed to work only above ground and within a five-mile radius of the Pageant switchboard. But they were underrated: one White House staffer was in a basement barroom, enjoying a supposedly safe, subterranean snort, when his pocket buzzer suddenly went wild. Texas' Governor John Connally was a good 15 miles out of town when the same thing happened...
...Brooklyn, a voyage of selfdiscovery. Spouting psychoanalytical jargon, needling one another and everybody else, the Volkswagen men bumble through Brooklyn, pulling at a bottle of whisky, stopping at intermittent bars, where they are worsted by all the local Cyclops and Circes. Finally, they barge into the funeral parlor, snort, giggle and guffaw over the rabbi's sermon-obviously they knew Leslie so much better than the rabbi ever did. They file past the bier, peer in -whoops, the cadaver is not Leslie. Wrong funeral parlor...
Toots Shor, 58, enjoys a little snort now and now, and then so does his buddy Frank Sinatra, 47. This time the two wound up their nip-tucking session at a West Side Manhattan joint. 'Long about 2 a.m. "Sinat" suddenly awarded his 240-lb. pal a few friendly shoulder smacks and a greeting: "Hi ya, Blub." Silence. Then, slowly, The Blub toppled backwards off his perch. "I don't really remember what happened," confesses Toots. But his right wrist broke the fall, then broke itself. Though plastered into a cast for six weeks (complete with evening scarf...
While they were inside, Death remained outside and prepared to destroy mankind. Death was presented as a grotesque buffoon called Nekrozotar, dressed something like a frogman, with huge teeth painted over his upper and lower jaws. "Aiee," cried Nekrozotar. "Smoke, froth, snort: animal! Make way for death! Shake the bells, set up altars, light candles, spray holy water, gnash your teeth, cry with bloody tears, chew ashes, devour each other, kiss each other, go to the left, go to the right, go up, go down, burn incense. The old world is going to perish. Hiue...
...conductor appeared transformed by the music. His pudgy body swayed on the podium; his moon face was pop-eyed with pleasure. Occasionally, listeners close to the stage could hear him snort with excitement. At Manhattan's Lewisohn Stadium, Conductor Josef Krips gave agile proof that he is descended from a long line of conductors of the Viennese school, a special breed that has all but disappeared from the world's concert halls, a line that once rang with such great names as Gustav Mahler, Felix Weingartner (Krips's teacher), Franz Schalk and Bruno Walter. What those artists...