A curse lay upon the House of Atreus.

If I knew where Mel Gibson was, I'd be down on the floor licking his balls at this very moment.

Failure, disgrace, poverty, sorrow, despair, suffering, tears even, the broken words that come from lips in pain, remorse that makes one walk on thorns, conscience that condemns . . . —all these were things of which I was afraid.

Tourists are particularly fascinated by the latest in Chinese childwear, pants which are purposely split in the rear, revealing bare buttocks and permitting “instant relief" without the inconvenience of undressing or undiapering the child.