“Ha, boyes!”" quod the kynge, “thow art fell and forswollen. […] ”

If you have a good job, you can live in a storm-proof concrete apartment by the water and not worry too much about what Mother Nature might throw your way.

BEN: (Suddenly remembers.) Wait a minute, Huckleberry Finn don't have no family.

Many local artists cannot tahan me, he says, using the Malay word for tolerate. If you live next to Picasso, can you tahan or not?