, Bk.I, New York 2001, p.148:
Melancholy, cold and dry, thick, black, and sour, […] is a bridle to the other two hot humours, blood and choler, preserving them in the blood, and nourishing the bones.
This noodle-soup weak creation portrays immature adults (a mother who callapses when her son has his first cup of coffee, a bechalked female teacher who couldn't count her way out or a wet paper bag, an eccentric, slightly-left-of-Hungarian professor nobody would want to know) and has an insipid cute plot (a search for the egg-laying Noch Ness monster, nicknamed Nessie").
Surely, the editors of Adweek magazine have to be some of the most critical critics of advertising. And now you can follow all the plot twists, rug pulls and comedy routines these highly selective critics selected as the best.
The night was very dark and it rained heavily, the roads were so bad that the troops had to cut trees and corduroy the road a part of the way, to get through.
