college president AmE
prexy AmE informal
prex AmE informal

"You get to be a general as a college president?"

The college president has been the driving force behind the name change.

His parents were a junior college president and a teacher.

He was the youngest college president at 31 years old.

The average tenure of a public college president is now less than four years.

He was asked, among other things, to be a college president and a television anchor.

"I can see how it would happen that way," one college president told me.

For the purposes of this game, I am that college president.

"If the amount changes every year, that is the single most difficult challenge I face as a state college president."

It was used as the residence for the college president until 1966.

No college president will say that drinking has become less of a problem in the years since the age was raised.

An intensive search is also under way for a new college president.

Long known as the nation's highest paid college president, in some ways he has become larger than life.

So what happens when two college presidents are married to each other?

The perks that come with being a college president are gone.

But the college president, unlike the corporate executive, has no real power.

A third committee would study the process of finding new college presidents.

He did so at the student protest meeting in the presence of the college president.

He was then one of the youngest college presidents in the nation.

"Each of my vice presidents could easily be a college president."

At least one college president decided to buck the trend.

The office of the college president was in a silo.

Ultimately, the officials said, the best chance for change will have to come from an effort among the college presidents.

"This is harder than finding a college president," he said.

"It's not what American college presidents are used to," he said.

As the little man plunged into view, Prexy heard him coming.

Thus equipped, Prexy decided to look into the front room.

He was ready to try it, with only Prexy to conquer.

Failing to find one, they were asking Prexy if he had seen it.

But the words which Prexy uttered were out of the ordinary.

Here Prexy had said he was the whole cheese: gotten up a big meeting for him.

Prexy led the way into the little passage and unlocked the door at the side.

A few moment later Prexy was in the winning cab and riding away.

The men who had served as "fronts" were in wrong with the law; but Prexy was not.

The cafe itself was a concession that Prexy had taken from the hotel management.

But with Prexy eliminated, their cause would be safe.

For years Prexy had served as a "front" man in stock swindles.

Oh, what could it be these spies were using to dominate our Prexy and his band?

Outside the night club, Prexy told the doorman that he wanted a cab.

Right on the ball so far today, Prexy!

With the end of the speakeasy period, Prexy had seen a chance to step out into legitimate business.

Prexy ushered him to the table beside the potted cedar.

Harry spoke casually, not knowing that Prexy had observed his previous action.

Such criminals couldn't be the ones who were supplying Prexy with his spending money.

Evidently Prexy had remembered some important appointment that was in keeping with his pose.

Best of all, Matt was letting Prexy play the major part, so far as the police were concerned.

Stepping forward, Prexy fancied that he could feel the blackness ahead of him.

Prexy was closer behind than Harry had realized.

He came back to talk to Prexy.

"Prex will like this when he gets here," affirmed Red, looking about the place.

Once, Prex had been sleek; at present, he looked very thin.

When your minds are as one, Prex will return among you."

"I'm one guy that knows where it is," returned Prex.

Rising from behind the wheel, Prex let his hand dart forward.

Prex saw that sinister shape, which was half turned, ready to glide across the floor.

Prex was still watching the exit from the passage.

One revolver barked - the rod which Prex was carrying.

Listen, Prex; my aunt was in to see me yesterday."

By the time he had nearly finished, Prex and the rest of the escaped convicts were coming in.

Already, Prex had explained how people who arrived at the bank would pave the way to crime.

As Blitz began an objection, Prex came to his feet.

At his gesture, Prex yielded the seat at the head.

Prex could have let the bomb drop to the street and twisted the car clear before it struck.

Wounded, he would have had to surrender to the law; that was one reason why Prex didn't stop.

The Shadow smiled as if he, the false Prex, knew all.

Red's going to stick along with me in his buggy, while Prex goes back and rounds up the crew.

Take the rest of the cars with you, Prex, and guide 'em all into town.

Shag grinned at Red and Prex, who were standing by.

Prex began arguments; his companions voicing him down with talk of dough.

"Don't bring the new gorillas here to begin with," declared Prex.

Opening the door a trifle, Prex saw that the police had passed the limousine.

In that room, voices carried farther than either Red or Prex supposed.

Prex indicated the passage of a week by seven snaps of his fingers.

"Try it on me," laughed Prex, "if you want another dose.