Gosh, the sickle went into me handː Down hell'd the bluid.

2010, Mike Sands, Make Your Own E-Liquid

She is now a blowsey, garrulous, middle-aged widow, jolly to the point of asininity, and so consternation, frenzy, and a crisis are inevitable.

...I find that you, in recording the longevity of incumbents (1ˢᵗ S. xi. 407.) notice that the quartern loaf was on the 5th March, 1801, at the enormous price of twenty-two pence halfpenny, happily at this moment only two-fifths of that amount...