I will not offer at that I cannot master.

Steven: Butters, you are grounded!! Butters: Ahh, dangit! Steven: It worked, Linda. Our son is groundable once more.

Cincinnatti a good city, regarded simply as a place of trade; the streets wretchedly mispaved.

“As an inventor,” Bob Mason suggested, “you're a howling success at shooting craps! […] Why monkey with weak imitations when you can come close to the original?”