I told him that it just tasted sort of sugary and fizzy, like Pop Rocks for your nose, and he said, Hence the name nose-candy, baby!

[…] a brood of ducklings, which had lost their mother, filed into the barn, cheeping feebly and wandering from side to side […]

He knew what to say; he knew also, when to leave off, — a continence which is practised by few writers.

Undoubtedly, the structure of a key party is right out of a straight-male pipe dream. Key party lore is exclusively heterosexual, women are not afforded sexual veto power, and men are guaranteed a partner with no chance of rejection.