Carl J. Maltese's definitions
Ancient CB* term from the late 1970's meaning "prostitute in area." Experienced prostitutes would travel three-or-four to a car equiped with a CB radio and/or police scanner and cruise truck stops at night. During the height of the CB craze in America, some truckers would stay-up all night on their CB's talking and jabbering in their strange CB codes. The prostitutes would cut-in on the conversations announcing "commercial comfort" had arrived. This would then be followed by hand signals or flashed headlights indicating who their next "customer" was.
The term "commercial comfort" was last heard on the dying CB airwaves as late as 1998, just prior to affordable cell' 'phone plans and the Internet took over.
(*Citizens Band radio)
The term "commercial comfort" was last heard on the dying CB airwaves as late as 1998, just prior to affordable cell' 'phone plans and the Internet took over.
(*Citizens Band radio)
"Breaker-breaker, this here is Cinderella offering commercial comfort back by the gas trucks. Come back on that?"
by Carl J. Maltese April 20, 2007

A nice job, if you can get it.
by Carl J. Maltese April 21, 2007

Supreme Headquarters International Law-enforcement Division.
Fictional super-spy organization from Marvel Comics' "Nick Fury, Agent of SHIELD"
This "organization" also provided a thread of continuity within nearly all of Marvel Comics' titles from the mid-1960's until the early 1990's.
Fictional super-spy organization from Marvel Comics' "Nick Fury, Agent of SHIELD"
This "organization" also provided a thread of continuity within nearly all of Marvel Comics' titles from the mid-1960's until the early 1990's.
"Just as it looked like the end for Captain America, a helicopter full of SHIELD agents showed up in the nick of time!"
by Carl J. Maltese April 12, 2007

The televangelist who, on national telvision, will peel-off his human mask and reveal to the world that he is the Antichrist!
by Carl J. Maltese June 10, 2007

by Carl J. Maltese April 13, 2007

"The damn tea dumping psychos! Five-thousand-pounds worth of tea thrown right off the bloody ships! The bloody crates are all completley soaked through, making the tea totally unfit for drinking. Even for Americans."
by Carl J. Maltese April 1, 2007

"You know that new kid around the corner? The one with the hippie parents? He's a real cigarette smoking Scurv!"
by Carl J. Maltese April 15, 2007
