primordial soup

Poor Holly had the massive misfortune of having an assistant principal for a mother, which, Alexa knew, made her life unfun both in and out of school.

After the candidate swore and picked his nose throughout the interview, we considered him unhirable.

The length of the stoppages could not well be reduced; indeed, they are already too short if we are to believe the tale now current of a wandering Jew sort of passenger—a lady of advanced years who can only alight from a train backwards. Every time she begins to get out a porter rushes up crying Hurry up, ma'am; train's going!—and pushes her in again!