The president inspected the guard of honour.

Even if you hadn’t been drowned, you would have been smashed to pieces by the terrible weight of water against the countless jags of rock.

The four turkeylings traveled in a bigger, heavier box. About a third of the way up the mountain, it started to pour. I was soaked. Worse, the turkeys were soaked. Turkeylings are notorious for being delicatissima.

Whew! That box weighs a ton!