The teardrop tubeshoulder was photographed by a remotely operated vehicle at 1,200 meters depth.

The teacher sighed as the tearaways dashed out of the classroom, laughing loudly.

She spoke tearfully about her childhood during the interview.

The old town's narrow streets were no match for the tearabouts who raced mopeds at dusk.

Everyone in the village knew the tearabout who raced motorbikes down the lane despite his mother's warnings.

She wiped the teardrops from her cheeks with the back of her hand and tried to smile.