Give me a BREAK! I wonder if there is some other use of Break Wind than the one I know. I hope so. Anyway, I don't know this word I have, WAHINES. Is it common? (Do the Marines like Wahines in the Philippines?) I think this is pretty easy for a Thursday as the construction required some manipulation I am sure. Thumbs up to Paula for the treat which I enjoyed.


Philly, at the NYT Forum, Martin Herbach cited "trees that break wind." (If you have trees outside the house, try blaming embarrassing noises on them.) Wahine is Hawaiian for a Polynesian woman or female surfer. (Strangely, that page says "People who read this also read about: parboiled, purulent, snooker, fete.")


The last thing I filled in was WITSEND and immediately cracked up. A long way to go for a fart joke but very enjoyable ride!


NYT and NYS both great today.

Lee,

Really enjoyed yours today. How hard was it to come up with the -B entries. It seems it would be much easier to see a phrase by adding than subtracting.


Great ideas by both Lee and Paula today. Well done, you two!

To me, Napster is so 2001. After all its legal trouble, I thought it was shut down for good, but it seems the name/logo were bought by Roxio (and now it's a pay service). Still, it paved the way for Limewire, so I'm grateful.

Also, fwiw, the Seven Sisters are more like the Five Sisters and One Hermaphrodite (Radcliffe is defunct since it merged with Harvard, and Vassar went coed in 1969).

Best,
PB2


My fav NYS theme entry was READ AND UTTER...brilliant!

WITS END in the Times evoked a raised eyebrow, but in a good way. Happy to see it.


Thanks Orange,

I love learning things. I am off to see if I am parboiled enough to shoot some purulent snooker.


Patrick B2: Ha!


Hadn't thought about Stratego let alone
played it in 40+ yrs but bomb and spy
were in there somewhere. Neato!
John


Oh! Paper mates / item. Oh and d'oh.

PB2 - Your 5.5 sisters will be all over the net by the end of the day.


before i became as idiom hip as i am now.. on a brisk winter day nearly ten years ago, i stood naive and unmoving in the doorway of ruth dowell middle school. i was intrigued by the way my body made some sort of warm/cold windy/still barrier and lingered there for a few minutes with the wind to my back. when my teacher walked by and asked me what i was doing, without hesitating i said "just breaking the wind". he laughed heartily and i had to ask my dad about the whole thing later that night.
tangentially,
i was also very confused and disappointed the first time my dad told me "he had to see a man about a horse" and then didn't come back with a steed for me in tow.


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