The sausage on my plate could have been a turd, it tasted like a turd, it smelled like a turd, it had the texture of a turd. In fact, thinking about it, it probably was a turd.

After she was brutally murdered, Jim Conley, the black janitor at the factory, testified that Frank had killed the girl, then forced Conley to dispose of the body.

No-count. Even low-down. I still don't see how Loma could of married into that sharecropper white trash.

It's about time we abandoned the bourgeois shibboleth that earning money makes you a better person.