I'm waiting for my date.

I have a book on hold for me at the library.

And Jacob was wroth, and chode with Laban: and Jacob answered and said to Laban, What is my trespass? what is my sin, that thou hast so hotly pursued after me?

Why the guv'nor's going to marry again. Well blow me pink! 'E ain't 'arf a husband, 'e's got a few still living!