Why they didn’t both break their necks or get hamburgered by cloven hooves was a mystery.

When we saw the funnel cloud, we headed for the basement.

I saw The Exorcist when I was thirteen, and I’ve never really recovered from Regan’s grinning gray-green face. The oxishly horned devil in Legend mesmerized me.

We transformed the uncouths into couths, the unkempts into kempts, the inerts into erts! We did it all by speaking to teen-agers on their own terms and in their own language. Note: Likely to be a nonce use.]