...the teenigger, then 16, responded slowly to officers' orders because he has a learning disability. Don't they all.

which swaggering down to the lowermost bottom of the breeches, cannot abide (for being quite out of all order and method) the stately fashion of the high and lofty cod-piece; as is manifest, by the Noble Valentin Viardiere, whom I found at Nancie, on the first Day of May (the more flauntingly to gallantize it afterwards) rubbing his Ballocks, spread out upon a Table after the Manner of a Spanish Cloak.

The goal is within my grasp.

This is a real biggie so pay attention—I still pinch myself occasionally to even believe I did this; it was supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.