Word: midriff
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...700th birthday of their fusty little city, proud burghers of Emmerich feted the dressiest Nazi. Beefy Prussian Premier General Hermann Wilhelm Göring constantly designs new uniforms to button around his barrel midriff and is said to have caused the Queen of Siam to remark, "He must eat a lot of rice?but no, in Germany it is potatoes." Utterly dazzled by Premier Göring's appearance at Emmerich, the local Tageblatt dashed off a fashion note which Czechoslovak papers picked up last week and printed under mocking headlines...
...Worth (TIME, July 25, 1927), by Stuart Chase & F. J. Schlink, and 100,000,000 Guinea Pigs (1933), by F. J. Schlink and Arthur Kallet, lifted the lid on some cynical advertising secrets. Last week, amid cries of "Foul!" from its partisans, advertising took a shrewd blow to the midriff from a onetime hireling. Onetime Adman Rorty is no reformed copywriter, for his heart was never in his job ; no reformer either, for he thinks the present "unstable equilibrium" necessitates "the adman's foot on the throttle, speeding up consumption, preaching emulative expenditure, 'styling' clothes, kitchens, automobiles...
Archbishop Leon Tourian. towering, grey-bearded primate of his Church in the Americas. Suddenly a knot of men sprang at him in the aisle. There one of them plunged a butcher knife through brocaded vestments deep into the Archbishop's midriff. The Archbishop groaned, leaned heavily upon his gold crozier, toppled to the floor dead. In horror the congregation milled about the defiled church...
...customary cruel grace. Canzoneri's flat, froglike face showed neither distress nor surprise. In the opening of the second round Canzoneri sent Chocolate reeling with a right to the temple. Chocolate, astonished, fought his way clear. A minute later Canzoneri doubled him over with a jab to the midriff, smashed a pile-driver right to his polished black jaw. Chocolate flopped flat on his face, his legs twitching. Gamely he dragged himself to one knee, tumbled back at the count of "ten." Revived in his corner. Kid Chocolate hung on the rones and sobbed miserably over his first knockout...
Courteously the secretary listened. Student Miyata read his protest loud and clear, then whipped out his dagger and slit a wound 15 inches long across his own midriff before Admiral Takarabe's secretary could interfere...