His historical analogy was compelling, but that didn't save him from being denounced by right-thinking peers for his tastelessness. |
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Let's just say it's a platform on which comedians can showcase not only their style, but also the outer limits of their tastelessness. |
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In the airport's VIP lounge there is a set of sofas of daunting tastelessness. |
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Why should he care, if even more listeners tune in to his radio show for the next installment of troglodytic tastelessness? |
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On one level, we shouldn't be surprised by the raging tastelessness on display here: this is what Vice does. |
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Question: The chat is full of tastelessness, offensive and obscene language, how can I report this? |
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Sensations of a Kiss Despite the relative tastelessness of kisses, they are usually referred to as sweet. |
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If there's no accounting for taste, there's no accounting for tastelessness, certainly. |
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Perhaps the blanket good taste that runs rife through British culture doesn't allow us enough of a chance to engage with our own inner tastelessness. |
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But the tastelessness would not detract from the truth of the statement. |
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I don't think so since tastelessness is part of the definition. |
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But if ever there was a semi-entertaining movie that sabotages itself with tastelessness and misogyny, this is it. |
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It subsumes the notions of liquid, flow, permeation, softness, flexibility, transparency, and tastelessness, among others. |
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The second is the 16-17-year-old girl who is turned off by rank tastelessness. |
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It would not, of course, be a political demonstration in Tehran without at least one sign of tastelessness. |
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The collection has a very basic style with just a slight twist here and there so as to distance itself from accusations of tastelessness, beautiful fabrics and finishes, and precise cuts? |
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On their way to the contest, one of Gibson's water jugs broke leaving them with only one gallon of water but they still won because of tastelessness. |
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In the face of such tastelessness he, like the smallholder who loads his shotgun to scare off the robber of his orchards, has but one answer: let him have both barrels! |
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First, the cold friction of expiring sense Without enchantment, offering no promise But bitter tastelessness of shadow fruit As body and soul begin to fall asunder. |
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It's brash and tasteless, and more and more we flirt with tastelessness. |
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