Clara's father, a trollish ne'er-do-well who spent most of his time in brothels and saloons, would disappear for days and weeks at a stretch, leaving Clara and her mother to fend for themselves.

One bozon is the exact amount of stupidity and lack of scientific knowledge needed to confuse joules with watts.

[…] some seventy-five cows belonging to William and Bernie with a Flying W […]

He shot my husband a smirk, not letting me go. Jesus, Dean, you married a feminazi? I smiled sweetly. Beats a Republicunt.