Word: ulcerous
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...costumed as giant insects-and the females first attract, then destroy the males. A few Londoners might find it puzzling, but not the editors of Picture Post. It was a wellknown U.S. phenomenon: "The women oi America ... eat their men until nothing is left but the inevitable gastric ulcer and a series of figures in blood red on a debilitated bank-statement form...
...find out from them where the gamblers operated. I followed a heavy bettor to the gaming house, counted how many times he rang the bell, and ten minutes later did the same. After playing craps for a while on the newspaper's money, I left by telling them an ulcer was acting up. But all this isn't unusual. Most reporters do it the same...
...telephone bells and interoffice squawkers, his quick temper frequently boils over. After one of these outbursts, he broods for a while, then seeks out his victim in contrition. "I'm always apologizing to somebody," he says. He has acquired that final badge of executive success, a gastric ulcer. In 1950, after finishing Jet Pilot (still unreleased) for RKO, Duke decided to take Chata and himself on his first vacation in more than ten years. A trip through Central America in a reconditioned Navy PBY provided by Howard Hughes, the vacation turned out to be just a road-company version...
...Cronin's Scottish conscience began to ride him horribly. Against his swollen bankbook he could posit nothing, on the moral side, except occasional free work and the persuading of "two errant wives to return to their long-suffering husbands." Along with the plaguey conscience came an equally debilitating ulcer. Cronin decided it was time for him to clean house. He sold his rich practice, rented a lonely farmhouse in Scotland, and settled down to write a heartfelt novel about "the tragic record of a man's egotism and bitter pride...
...simple life; he ate with relish the traditional bread, cheese and onions-washed down with beer-before turning in at night. He once got himself punished for letting off fireworks in the head. A pale, slim sublieutenant, sometimes doubled up with pains diagnosed much later as an ulcer, he saw action in the Battle of Jutland, where, as "Mr. Johnston," he was second-in-command of "A" turret aboard H.M.S. Collingwood. "The King," remembered Turret Commander W.E.C. Tait years later, "made cocoa as usual for me and the gun crew during the battle...