I ain't never heard of no such thing, which is odd because I am a Canuckistanian who enjoys the odd tipple every now and then.

He placed his fingertip where he had left off and began to focus again. So far the spiral had only moved a few inches beyond the borders of Novanna City mapwise.

—Miss Luna, muffling up her head, Went with the ague, straight to bed, Put out her lamp, and bade them tell She could not hear her mistress' bell, Begg'd them with motherwort to dose her, And drew her cloudy night-cap closer.

Both noodle and curry whores are self-hating scum