Billy and I joined forces to pick on my sweet younger sister Lisa—once we had her electrocute worms by putting them into a peashooter and sticking them into an open light socket, which zizzled and sparked as the poor worms were fried.

W. J. Davis, a retired missionary, a veteran in the fourscores of his years.

Anticholinergic toxicity results in a characteristic mumbling, as if the patient is trying to quickly recite a haiku with a mouthful of marbles.

Because the wool is of poor quality, it coarsens the fabric.