Suddenly snowclone hunters were documenting media usages suggesting that, in space, no one can hear you belch, bitch, blog, speak, squeak or suck.

‘There′s definitely no ladies′ lounge?’ ‘Not for us.’ Ivy had taken Erica into ladies′ lounges when she was younger, after RSL Women′s Auxiliary meetings, and Erica remembered Ivy hissing at her to get back to the table if she ever ventured near the door that opened to the public bar.

If our people of ton are selfish, at any rate they show they are selfish.

In the polar regions one finds dark cold waters with few places to breath.