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To the max degree

“Lights, camera, action!” Tom said directly.

Take the ball by the horns and run with it.

Senility: A cleansing of the mental blackboard shortly before class is dismissed.

In the nineteenth century, life was hard for Europe’s pheasants.

We heard the ocean is infatuated with sharks.

Sex: The formula by which one and one makes three.

He was grinning like a butchers dog.

Congress: A strange forum where people get up and speak, nobody listens, and then everyone disagrees at the top of their lungs.

Ad Hoc: Pawn shop advertisement.

Black Eye: A stamp of disapproval.

Subsidy: A formula devised by politicians to give you back some of your own money in such a way that you are supposed to think it’s a gift.

“Rowing hurts my hands,” said Tom callously.

Prejudice: A great time-saver that enables one to form opinions without bothering to get the facts.

It was so cold last night I had to throw another blanket on the fire.

“Who goes there!” the soldier called out haltingly.

Center Of Mass: The Priest.

“It’s homemade soup,” said Tom uncannily.

What a messy house. How can they live in such squander.

Liberty: Consists in giving everyone full right to mind everyone else’s business.

Good Neighbor: A fellow who smiles at you over the back fence, but doesn’t climb it.