All racists I grew up with have rich jobs.

I staggered on hearing Archaic Achilles babbling streamfuls of nonsense About a dainty slave and screeching like rapids and tumbling Over those invectives into his tent,

Amid a gleaming clutter of burners and spectroscopes, funnels and flasks, centrifugal and Soxhlet extractors […] , serious girls with their hair in snoods entered numbers into log books

You’re dead, Trashmouth, Vince “Boogers” Taliendo told him, pulling his jock up over a dork roughly the size and shape of an anemic peanut.