Mc- + shit → McShit

[…] drift like tear-starting smoke across these exciting pages written by a bluejacket of the U.S. Navy.

She dreamed, with great clarity, that she had been seen her own death.

Her face gathers, furrows, glooms; arching eyebrows wrinkle into horizontals, and a tinge of bitterness unsmooths the cheek and robs the lip of sweetened grace. She is evidently perturbed.