ellauri012.html on line 180: Damn, damn, damn, damn
ellauri019.html on line 1048: They are chimpanzees, not monkeys. Damn racists. More monkey business every day. Trust us apes.
ellauri036.html on line 518: Damné, Une goutte de sang de ton bras décharné.
ellauri067.html on line 547: This is a profoundly dumb and misguided roaming-junior-male-ape-gang roadmovie type of thought. Damn wagnerian homoerotic Quest for a Holy Grail. Murder mysteries. Spoilers. "Nyaah we already got the Grail!" taunt the French knights Arthur & co. in Monty Python´s Holy Grail:
ellauri096.html on line 703: Les Damnés de la terre est le dernier livre de Frantz Fanon, publié quelques jours avant sa mort aux Éditions Maspero en 19611 et traduit en 15 langues.
ellauri096.html on line 706: Il est l´un des fondateurs du courant de pensée tiers-mondiste, et une figure majeure de l´anticolonialisme. Il a inspiré les études postcoloniales. Il cherche à analyser les conséquences psychologiques de la colonisation à la fois sur le colon et sur le colonisé. Dans ses livres les plus connus comme Les Damnés de la Terre, il analyse le processus de décolonisation sous les angles sociologique, philosophique et psychiatrique. Il a également écrit des articles importants en psychiatrie.
ellauri107.html on line 500: But as he went through the corridor of the Reeves Building he sighed, “Poor old Paul! I got to—Oh, damn Noel Ryland! Damn Charley McKelvey! Just because they make more money than I do, they think they're so superior. I wouldn't be found dead in their stuffy old Union Club! I—Somehow, to-day, I don't feel like going back to work. Oh well—”
ellauri118.html on line 790: Had Damn´d him to the Hell of Impotence. Manasi hänet kyvyttömän helvettiin.
ellauri119.html on line 385: Define god? In monotheistic thought, God is defined as the supreme being, creator, and principal object of faith. God is usually conceived of as being omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent and omnibenevolent as well as having an eternal and necessary existence. A good definition because it is creative, too bad that's no longer allowed by the modern logicians. Existence and uniqueness must be proven separately. Damn them to hell!
ellauri119.html on line 658: In a different essay, she described the pattern socialist and communist governments tend to follow. So, I researched that claim by reading about Italian, Russian and German history leading up to WWII. Damn if she wasn´t right. I watch with fascination as Venezuela follows the exact same pattern.
ellauri143.html on line 244: Jne, jne. Dulce et decorum pro patria mori. Damn decent of you, kiittelevät hengissäpysyttelijät.
ellauri147.html on line 373: Damn that Paul. Fucking bigmouth.
ellauri171.html on line 938: When your messenger arrived, the army was humiliated and the city was sacked. Our food in the threshing floors was burnt and the vineyards were also destroyed. Our city is sacked. May you know it! May you know it! Damn the snail mail!
ellauri241.html on line 1139: Damn the gnats! Smack! Slap!
ellauri246.html on line 953: Dinkted Damn tietää, kenen kanssa thrake,
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 190: Now, I am a little at a loss to explain what’s so insulting about a sombrero – a practical piece of headgear for a hot climate that keeps out the sun with a wide brim. And what's so insulting about shackles - a practical way to keep a cotton worker focused on his work. My parents went to Mexico when I was small, and brought a sombrero back from their travels, the better for my brothers and I to unashamedly appropriate the souvenir to play dress-up. For my part, as a German-American on both sides, I’m more than happy for anyone who doesn’t share my genetic pedigree to don a Tyrolean hat, pull on some leiderhosen, pour themselves a weisbier, and belt out the Hoffbrauhaus Song. (Leiderhosen? weisbier? Damn what ignoramus. But she is American, remember. Donald Trump is an expatriate German too. Hitler was an expatriate Austrian. Bet he had a Tirolean hat, a green one like aunt Inkeri.)
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 386: If he's willingly betraying Jesus, or God is manipulating him, perhaps doing More Than Mind Control. After all, during "Damned For All Time," Judas keeps singing, "I really didn't come here of my own accord." Maybe it's that God had to offer a little bit of persuasion to have his death.
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 455: The kiss with which Judas betrays Jesus is a full-on The Big Damn Kiss: no cheek or forehead kissing here! (The kiss is immediately followed by a hug with the two of them clinging to each other, and Judas looks absolutely devestated to be doing what he's doing as he holds Jesus.)
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 457: Judas walks in on Jesus and Mary holding each other right after "I Don't Know How to Love Him", and, angered by it, flings them from the swing they're sitting on, helps Jesus up, and grabs his face as if he's trying to pull him in for a kiss. Jesus throws him off and a crushed Judas runs offstage leading into "Damned For All Time", leaving one with the implication that Jesus's rejection is a key factor in Judas's decision to betray him.
xxx/ellauri168.html on line 61: H. G. Wells wrote a book published in 1940 entitled The New World Order. It addressed the ideal of a world without war in which law and order emanated from a world governing body and examined various proposals and ideas. Damned Communist!
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 535: It was then, for the first time, that timid voices made them selves heard, Oughtn´t we go back to the old look, but that suggestion was branded as obscurantist, medieval. In the elections of 2520 the Damnwellians and the Relativists came out on top, because their populist line caught on, to wit, that every man should look as he damn well pleased; limitations on looks would be functional only - the district bodybuilding examiner approved designs that were existenceworthy, without concern for anything else. These designs SOPSYPLABD threw on the market in droves. Historians call the period of automorphosis under the Sopsyputer the Age of Centralization, and the years that followed Reempersonalizationalism.
xxx/ellauri234.html on line 492: Damn dude, I'm truly sorry that was the experience for you.
xxx/ellauri261.html on line 427: Hello, Dolly! is a 1964 musical with lyrics and music by Jerry Herman and a book by Michael Stewart, based on Thornton Wilder´s 1938 farce The Merchant of Yonkers, which Wilder revised and retitled The Matchmaker in 1955. The musical follows the story of Dolly Gallagher Levi, a strong-willed matchmaker, as she travels to Yonkers, New York, to find a match for the miserly "well-known unmarried half-a-millionaire" Horace Vandergelder. The show was originally entitled Dolly, A Damned Exasperating Woman.
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 615: Bet you'd like read the next turn. Sorry I couldn't think of something. Sounds like it's heading toward a slap, in the face or on the butt, who knows. If Edgar says, “Damn, I feel miserable,” I am quite certain that carries more intellectual and psychological heft than you writer, penning “Edgar felt miserable.”
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