Word: yup
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...really be all that surprising that the Rocket, who issued a vehement denial Thursday evening, made Mitchell's roll call. After all, in 2006, the Los Angeles Times had reported that Clemens and Andy Pettitte, another star of the Mitchell report, were among the players former pitcher Jason Grimsley (yup, he's in there too) accused of using performance-enhancing drugs. But for whatever reason, after his denials, most people largely gave Clemens a pass. The "suspected steroid user" label never really stuck to Clemens, like it did to Bonds and others, despite the fact that, like Bonds, he continued...
...didn't know the global warming crisis is over. Yup, it is--and it's U.S. industry that solved the problem. Just look at the press releases. Company A is going to cut greenhouse-gas emissions 10% by 2015. Company B will hit 15% by 2020. Company C will soon reach the Nirvana of carbon neutrality. It's like a post-Christmas-day sale, and all carbon dioxide must...
...former Prime Minister, the other is a grandson of another former Prime Minister. The man they would replace, who announced his resignation on Sept. 12 after less than a year in power, is yet another former Premier's grandson. And the top man before that? Yup, another scion of a political dynasty...
...Natalie Portman - Best Actress? Yup. For once she's not playing a waif or a child princess but a mature, full-bodied woman, probably a decade older than Portman is (25). She looks great, in a blond rinse and come-hither outfits, but she's not coasting on her looks; they are only accoutrements to Leslie's natural salesmanship. She uses her appeal to simultaneously flirt with and taunt the gambler across the table. And when the cards turn against her, Leslie is quick to hit on Elizabeth, who has naively mentioned a $2200 stash of her own. Thus begins...
...Service agent came to the rescue. The candidates aren't just downtown, they're in our neighborhoods, eating at our local diner, knocking on our doors, driving by in motorcades of dark-tinted jeeps. "Any calls?" my husband asked me one fairly typical day before the caucuses in 2004. "Yup," I replied. "The Little League coach and John Kerry inviting you to a 'little barbeque...