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...closely affiliated (like by blood). Fox Club for UC President! As lame as the alcohol restrictions were, the majority of first-time boozehounds were footloose and ambulance-free at this year’s Harvard-Yale “tailgate.” Only one poor schmuck ended up in the hospital, multiplying his lameness factor by a factor of 25 (the number of kids who went to the hospital two years ago). Serious troublemakers stuck to the action at the alumnae tailgates. One Owl boy was spotted somersaulting into porta-potties—one flew open, revealing a bemused...
...interview, I was taken by his pure heart. He is uncomfortable about the money and acclaim and seems like a well-grounded young man. I hope uptight Americans can see past Miller's rebellious streak and cherish him for the free spirit and fine skier he is. Deborah A. Schmuck Denver Your story referred to competitive skiing as a "world where winners get endorsements and losers work for the ski patrol." That view serves only to demean a rescue cadre established to serve the public in ways that no other organization could. Members of the ski patrol are skilled...
...bobby-sox eras to the film comeback in the mid-'50s, the "Only the Lonely" albums and a restive retirement. On the trajectory, four marriages and innumerable crises leave indelible marks on the face and style. At one taping he finally berates himself--"Drink, drink, drink. Smoke, smoke, smoke. Schmuck, schmuck, schmuck!"--and tries to change his ways. Through it all, the perfectionist raises pop singing to an art, and the philanthropist never quits. How has Ol' Blue Eyes endured and prevailed for five decades? A doctor, naming Sinatra an honorary staff member of a hospital for which...
Let’s be clear about one thing: 218 Faculty of Arts and Sciences professors (out of 690) secretly voted lack-of-confidence in Larry Summers because they think he’s a schmuck...
...door close and pretend not to look at the kid standing right behind me, who has in fact been following me for the past fifty yards, and for whom I could’ve easily propped the door but I’m too much of a schmuck to bother to waste the four and a half seconds it would take to lodge my bloated ass in the doorway so that someone else might pass...