Every Saturday after the karate class there was a jodo class (not judo, but jodo—the way of the short staff).

Back at his canvas he drew some more with Prussian blue, wiped his hands on a turpsy rag, and went over to the telephone.

Messed up grammar will mess up the hearts of folks who experience this love language. Show you care by intentionally misspeeling taxts to yuour sweeety.

The children were practising multiplication tables.