Okay, that's a keeper, Harold said as he netted the 3-pounder and put him on a stringer over the side of the boat.

Starbuck himself was seen coolly and adroitly balancing himself to the jerking tossings of his chip of a craft.

This is outheroding old George Rose, and would, we are inclined to think, satisfy even Lord Malmsbury himself.

[…] all of these men are lasciviously dressed in womanly attire, short sleeves, low-necked dresses and the usual ball-room decorations and ornaments of women, feathered and ribboned head-dresses, garters, frills, flowers, ruffles, etc., and deport themselves as women. Standing or seated on a pedestal, but accessible to all the rest, is the naked queen (a male), whose phallic member, decorated with a ribbon, is subject to the gaze and osculations in turn, of all the members of this lecherous gang of sexual perverts and phallic fornicators.