I've watched quite a few basketball games in my time.

The argument was over a blocked car in a driveway.

On reaching the fresh air he was sufficiently unsteady to incline the row of three at one moment as if they were marching to London, and at another as if they were marching to Bath - which produced a comical effect, frequent enough in families on nocturnal homegoings; and, like most comical effects, not quite so comic after all.

Waiter: 'Bonjour! I am le waiter on this ship! … Ah! Le strong silent type!'