and let us knog our / prains together to be revenge on this same scald, scurvy, / cogging companion,

This IIc is cleaning up really nice. Going to Retrobright it soon!

Describing Wilson's rich, bottomy contralto in musical terms doesn't quite work.

I’ve written before about the inevitable, tragic dynamic of this brokeback bromance; Trump needs a mindless cheering section screaming hosannas no matter how often he stumbles toward the nuclear and political precipice.