The company made a major league effort to get the contract.

But here’s something you should know: we’re barely one step ahead of hackers at all times that when you idiots lose your phone, your information doesn’t wind up the hands of guys like Gary. Hey, I’m Gary. Thanks for losing your phone, dipshit.

Jenny took Sam to her Year 12 formal.

To intercept thy way, or send thee back / Despoiled of innocence, of faith, of bliss.