Word: trouserings
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...some 60 newsmen were ushered into his hotel room. He had sent for them. In a well-fitting cutaway, Citizen Coolidge rose from an armchair placed behind a table, shook out his trouser legs, laid down his cigar holder, smiled. Then, without promptings or interruptions, he proceeded to interview himself for minutes while newsmen blinked their astonishment at his garrulity. Regardless of its other merits, what he said was worth $2,000 at the prices for which he now writes about himself. He began...
Plugged like a new jazz song was the trouser mode for women at last week's show. Having established the once unpopular ensemble, U. S. couturiers are now busy trying to put over the glorified pajama and its offspring, the feminine overall, at least for luncheon, tea, tennis, beach strolling. The opinion of most buyers last week was that part-time trousers for women are just wandering, have gotten nowhere...
...whole was a series of experiments in wireless telegraphy. On Mr. Dunninger's back, under his coat, were a transmitting set and four flashlight batteries so carefully concealed that they did not distort his figure. Inside his trouser legs dangled antennae. In his pocket was a telegraph...
...supplies more laughs than are usually forth-coming in what the producers label "comedy". She and Neil Hamilton carry on as the girl and boy reporters who snag the big news story of the year. The prize incident is when The Boy spills a bottle of ink down his trouser leg. "It's only ink" says She, as she watches it trickle. Does one laugh in a case like that...
...into the back seat of a car belonging to one Mike Scaffano. There she built her nest and gave birth to a litter of small rats. Last week Mike Scaffano drove his car into the middle of Burlington; perturbed, the rat crawled into the front seat, and up the trouser leg of Mike Scaffano. Dismayed, frightened, severely bitten, Mike Scaffano drove his car into a telegraph pole...