M.O.

Giving out go-to-reeferville free cards is not exactly their M.O.

The highlights, however, are less of a dramatic style shift than the bangs M.O. debuted in January.

Everything we know about their m.o.—the 1993 WTC bombing, the 2000 LAX plot, and 9-11—suggests that they aim bigger.

The m.o. is the same: the first and main thing is to traduce and offend liberal sensibility.

His M.O. harmonizes unerringly with the spirit of these democratic times: Say you love almost every guest.

"Sore foot, sir," I said, seeing the M.O.'s eyes fixed on me.

The M.O.'s have a positive genius for sending men to spots remote from their homes and kindreds—appalling sentence.

In the village of Iwuy one Ford was hit twice by shell-fire, one orderly being killed and the M.O. wounded.

"I'll put you on light duties for the day," said the M.O. And the rheumatic one and I went out together.

The M.O. at Quetta had merely passed down the line asking each man "Are you fit?"