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Word: vag (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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Something had been bothering Vag all day. What with the steady diet of fish in the dining hall, there was something on his mind, and little on his stomach...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: CRIME to Celebrate Feb 22, No Paper Published Monday | 2/20/1954 | See Source »

Then, suddenly, Vag remembered. Groping for his old History 61 notes, he flipped the pages excitedly in search of the answer...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: CRIME to Celebrate Feb 22, No Paper Published Monday | 2/20/1954 | See Source »

...smile came over Vag's face; he rushed into the bedroom and started packing his bag. "No Crime Monday, Washington's birthday," he shouted to his roommate as he closed the door and headed West...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: CRIME to Celebrate Feb 22, No Paper Published Monday | 2/20/1954 | See Source »

...glance at the heart-shaped clock told Vag he should be getting back to his history reading. Well . . . five more minutes. And maybe I can find something really funny, he thought. The flannel led pair in front of him was cackling over a card emblazoned with an outhouse. It turned out to be a phone booth. Well, Oh, there was blue coat again, gleefully whacking his friend on the back. He was holding a large card decorated with a picture of a secretary. Vag strained to see what it said. "I'm just a Working Girl. . ."the yellow letters shrieked...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Roses Are Red. . . | 2/10/1954 | See Source »

...Vag turned to the more serious cards. Ah--there was a nice pastel peacock on a modernistic looking one. But--"Than a peacock I'd be prouder, If you'd shout I love you louder." One more try, Vag resolved. If I don't find something now, hell with it. He opened "This valentine is guaranteed. . " and then groaned slightly when a pop-out gorilla leered at him with the inscription, ". . . to scare the YELL out of you." I guess I'm just too old to appreciate these things any more, Vag mumbled as he hunched under his tweed overcoat...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Roses Are Red. . . | 2/10/1954 | See Source »

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