On the real, are you secretly afraid you're gay?

Would my short life had yet a shorter date! / I'm weary of this flesh which holds us here, / And dastards manly souls with hope and fear; / These heats and colds still in our breast make war, / Agues and fevers all our passions are.

He was wholly unopposed, for the boldest spirits had fallen in battle, or in the proscription …

Zumbo, realizing that he had misjudged the popularity of the AR-15 among his readers, apologized. But by then nobody cared what he said. Zumbo had become a Fudd.