Therefore a comparative analysis and a classification of bog plant communities must be undertaken on the basis of sociations.

“Yeah, you know, like liked,” said Cass, automatically raising her eyebrows to make the point, even though the Jester couldn't see them. / […] / “Like liked? What does that mean—that I like her twice? But I don't like her even once—I loathe her thrice!” protested the Jester.

When I am dead, good Wench, Let me be vs'd with Honor; ſtrew me ouer With Maiden Flowers, that all the world may know I was a chaſte Wife, to my Graue: …

Once in a while he would hear some wise kid say something like, “Go back to Arab land, you terrorist sandnigga” or “Get ya bombs off this cah, you prick,” dropping R's like most native Bostonians did.