“Nah, fuck it. I've got a condom. It'll be jokes.”

The antitank gun knocked out the enemy tank.

And if the drivers from Vantucky don't like it they can take a boat across the Mighty Columbia and a prop plane out of Fort Vancouver.

... beast-shaped, sphinx-pouched features of the primal face. I recalled the dicta of certain profoundly experienced men, that evil would come of their telling all they knew. I thought of the strange adages, that one should give up searching for the ultimate words that need only be spoken to unhinge heaven and earth. I sniffed in masks, I rattled in runes, I dove into demons with sleep-craving brutality, with mythical instincts, in the anteverbal, instinctual threat of prehistoric neura; I began to ...