I could see that Hemingway, confident that he would be dormy one, was a good deal shaken at coming to the eighteenth all square.

He luxuriated in anger, and he kept accounts.

Your brother just found me this great house in West Van—up on the hill. … It's got a commanding city view, two karaoke rooms and it's been feng-shuied by a Grand Master.

I believe the old man has taken himself off to the nearest bar for a stiffener.