Gone are the terms we used in our youth the frenchies, frangers, rubbers, joes, french letters, gumboots, rubbers, johnnies, parachutes and plastic fantastics — these days they're just condoms.

I would describe Spain as sunny, but it's nothing in comparison to the Sahara.

Frau Ellen was bright as the poppy in flower Yet no fragrance came forth from its bloom, Her smiling lip curled with mockery sour, Her eye cast a glanceful of doom.

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