I am homeward bound.

Real controversial stuff, sure, but you know what, he was actually in the dead center of polite opinion when it came to the Negroes and the swarthies and money-grubbing kikes and all those other lovely stereotypes.

And the Franks served the Men much the same ſauce when they found them tardy, and made them run their Heats through the Streets

He bustles me into a cubicle and locks the door. I'm not really in the mood for a gobby, I slur, and laugh girlishly at my joke as I unzip my fly, but if you insist...