It was the start of one of those congressional delegation trips — a CODEL, in the bureaucratic shorthand — but this time, I was the only member of Congress along for the ride.

[H]er thick, gurgling voice saying […]: Get it in all the way… please, please do… I’m horny.

Now a lot of us chaps propose to assist you to-night, as it's the last one, in getting you up a rare full house to help you and your school to some dinarly and mungarly, i.e., money and food.

Ephraem, who was engaged in a fierce warfare with the Bardaisanite heretics, probably had not the ability and certainly had no desire to distinguish in the mass of heretical psalms and hymns the compositions of Bardaisan from those of his successors, and so ascribes them all indiscriminately to him.