I know, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that if I take a mason jar from my kitchen cabinet, walk out to the street and drop it, that it will shatter into lots of tiny pieces.

Today I mistakenly took your packed lunch to work.

Amid the confusion, the theft of the baron's jewels went unremarked.

I don't mean to burn bread on the guy, but if LaT cares to press it, he could be living in a dumpster before he gets too much older.