Lalla puffed contentedly at his pipe. Then he removed it, spat, and looked at the sky. “It's getting black over Bill's mother's. We ought to be making a start.”

Coordinate term: Bordelaise sauce

greed → greedy → greedily

To the many Boomers who sensed that something had gone awry in Greatest Generation America, Mad was a glimmer of truth, a benign but trenchant voice against hypocrisy and pretense, a way to laugh at parents who fretted over status symbols and authorities who talked one way but acted another.