“We’ve never seen a single, congealed lump of lard this big clogging our sewers before,” Thames Water waste supervisor Gordon Hailwood said in a statement.

“It’s important for the younger generation to educate themselves on conservatism; we’re not all stuffy old white men, or bible-thumping ‘fuddy-duddies;’ we’re folks who love our freedoms, love our liberty and darn it, we love America!” she told RAP.

The Canadian storyteller Alice Munro once furnished a blurb for a novel that read: “The Man of My Dreams is so free of tricks, the honesty is so startling, you feel there’s a writer here who isn’t trying to beguile you but to lay out some plain, raw truth about emotions and sex.”  But if I want the “plain, raw truth” on a topic, I’ll read nonfiction; when I read fiction, I want to be tricked, I want to be beguiled … Give me fat novels stuffed with learning and rare words, lashed with purple prose and black humor; novels patterned after myths, the Tarot, the Stations of the Cross, a chessboard, a dictionary, an almanac, the genetic code, a game of golf, a night at the movies; novels with unusual layouts, paginated backward, or with sentences running off the edges, or printed in different colors, a novel on yellow paper, a wordless novel in woodcuts, a novel in first chapters, a novel in the form of an anthology, Internet postings, or an auction catalog; huge novels that occupy a single day, slim novels that cover a lifetime; novels with footnotes, appendices, bibliographies, star charts, fold-out maps, or with a reading comprehension test or Q&A supplement at the end; novels peppered with songs, poems, lists, excommunications; novels whose chapters can be read in different sequences, or that have 150 possible endings; novels that are all dialogue, all footnotes, all contributors’ notes, or one long paragraph; novels that begin and end midsentence, novels in fragments, novels with stories within stories; towers of babble, slang, shoptalk, technical terms, sweet nothings; give me many-layered novels that erect a great wall of words for protection against the demons of delusion and irrationality at loose in the world …

All of the novels described in the preceding paragraph are real, by the way.

(Steven Moore, The Novel: An Alternative History)

In non-aggressive cats without obvious fear, PB expanded the scope of positive emotional symptoms.

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Similarly, Jason Alexander claims that fans of the George character turned on him only twice: once because of Susan’s death, and again due to George eating an éclair out of a trash can in the episode The Gymnast.

How does one distinguish between a grunt and a very deep breath? Must a grunt be “characteristic of a hog,” as one dictionary defines it?

What could be more fantastic than a giant floating eyeball with little eye stalks sticking out, all of which shoot magic rays?

Our culture, like that of a pumpkin, has many enormous uncharted hollows and it is full of many seeds (ideas) that will lead us down several different unknown paths of excitement and wonder in the future.

We’d tried it, but my face plate kept fogging up on the outside with oily carcinogenic residues, so we’d had to meet again in downtown Portland.