I'm looking for a guy — been a swack up and down this coast for twenty years — he scrammed with a bundle of my loot.

I dislike peppermint flavouring to this day. And the name Verna — I dislike that. It doesn't sound like spring to me, or like green grass or garlands of flowers or girls in flimsy dresses. It sounds more like a trail of obstinate peppermint, […]

I know, sir, I am no flatterer: he that beguiled you, in a plain accent, was a plain knave.

Finally got custom moulded earplugs. Hearing protection is a big mood for me from now on.