He hoyed a propa radge when a telt him. He threw a real tantrum when I told him.

I’ll nuke some pizza for dinner.

“[…] the awfully hearty sort of Christmas cards that people do send to other people that they don't know at all well. You know. The kind that have mottoes like Here's rattling good luck and roaring good cheer, / With lashings of food and great hogsheads of beer. […]”

Retroverted pubis, separated from the main synsacral axis by an angle smaller than 45~: absent (0), present (1).