He throwed his head back as he run, and ketched me right between his horns, like a nut in a nutcracker.

Yep, this is a dance-leaning cover of the Matthew Wilder '80s pop chestnut. It has already saturated radio airwaves throughout Europe, with a number of programmers here already giving it positive feedback.

I am at present engaged in preparing a vest-pocket edition of the philosophical works of Schopenhauer in words of one syllable.

Hours later, having brought in the yellow raft laden with supplies to the green shore, then hidden them in the saw-toothed tall grass, an exhausted Cohn followed Buz into the forest.