GEORGE BUSH: Well, howdily doodily yourself, there, Ned. This is my wife Barbara. I call her Bar. Would you like some lemonade? NED: Tip top notch! GEORGE BUSH: Okily dokily! NED: Thankily dankily! GEORGE BUSH: Scrump-diddley-eriffic! BOTH: Fine and dandy like sour candy!

Discover’d and defeated of your Prey, You sculk’d behind the Fence, and sneak’d away.

In place of this distinction he suggests a gradation of more or less readily abandonable sentences […]

You know what's nice? The Qunari Femquisitor is taller than everyone else. Yes. Good.