So we had a nice rainbow coalition of preggos and their mates — even one lesbian couple.

Wearing the pointed helmets of the Tatars over their embroidered skull caps, mounted on shaggy ponies, armed with greatswords, disemboweling daggers, and iron-pointed whips, they swept north and west, devastating the land.

Poor madam , now condemn'd to hack The rest of life with anxious Jack

It was then you might have heard a clutter: pots, pans and pitchers, mugs, jugs and jordens, all put themselves in motion at once […]