Lord Justice Leveson told him: «I'm sure you've heard the phrase containing
the words cock up and conspiracy before.»
Not exact matches
Richard Schickel reappraises Preston Sturges; David Thomson flashes back to the birth pangs of Cahiers du Cinema; Daphne Merkin monitors those Bette Davis sighs; David Bianculli chats
up Kurt Vonnegut on all those squashed movie projects; John Powers essays the MTV novel; Jay
Cocks reviews John Boorman's jungle horror stories; and Anne Thompson has the final
word on Final Cut.
And with Spritz working on its new proprietary speed - reading app that may get you
up to 500
words per minute or higher (I confess, as an «industry reader,» I'm intrigued), you might start seeing a morsel of Tolstoy from Lee and Love as pretty spacious stuff when it lands on your iPhone as the
cock crows.
Even trademarked
words if used in the ordinary normal English language use of said
word, gives the suing person not a leg to stand on
cocked up or otherwise.
It all usually begins with you carefully working out the angle of the ground you're on, the distance you need to traverse, the obstacles in your way and numerous other little bits of mental math before you hit the button to activate your laser, hurl yourself into the air and
cock it all
up gloriously by rocketing straight in to the ceiling or barely managing to get 5ft before impaling yourself on some spikes that health and safety shall definitely be having some
words with someone about.
HELL BENT; Darren's double heaps on the agony for rocky Reds The People (London, England); September 26, 2010; Alan Nixon; 700 +
words... If there were awards for
cock -
ups this would have been a Turner Prize winner.