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¡Ask a Mexican! Glossary

Episode 42

Eaten Alive You probably know someone just like Rebecca. She’s beautiful, intelligent and ambitious. And she’s starving herself to death.

Beyond Belief Why the governor’s race won’t come down to the most devout candidate

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Tired Wires Just because your lights come on when you flip the switch doesn’t mean your wiring’s good

 

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Andrew Thompson came in first in some kind of contest at the Tomato Art Fest last Saturday. Ladies and gentlemen, this man does not need our blue ribbon approbations. He knows he’s good. While the rest of us are trying to dance like nobody’s watching, this guy’s shouting “Watch this!” If the Mr. Tomato Head face paint/Elton John glasses/stem toupee ensemble doesn’t convince you, how about the overalls, bursting with self-esteem? He’s replaced “Never let them see you sweat” with “Proudly bare your armpits and their lather of antiperspirant.” Contact the idiom editor at Webster’s Dictionary. “Boy is my face red” must no longer imply embarrassment but supreme, exuberant confidence.