In the tow ring, a girl was walking a blanketed horse. She and Eddie avoided each other, the girl tending to her horse while Eddie stared at the dust he was kicking up with his foot.

His [Edmund Spenser’s] stile was in his own time allowed to be vicious, so darkened with old words and peculiarities of phrase, and so remote from common use, that Johnson boldly pronounces him to have written no language.

I smiled at the little smiley face someone had drawn onto the mug in black nikko.

Of course they are you cocksack , the states would and will starve if the Federal lIbs decide to hold back a couple of simple things like GST and Fed allocation of monies .