At the moment, I don’t know what stomach there would be for stories about societies falling apart, so I’m not working away on one of those.

Coordinate term: soda

If lil ole Souttland is goin’ to keep her dome up in the golf department, an’ I tip my benny to her right now, she must put the kibosh on gin-hoisting an’ lay a stymie to every saloon.

He's no longer up to the job, move him sideways.