… reading S.J. Perelman:
“On which grisly note, I pinch your claws, wish you all possible success in your chosen career (womanizing and refined peculation of Her Majesty’s inland taxes), and beg your return favor.”
… reading S.J. Perelman:
“On which grisly note, I pinch your claws, wish you all possible success in your chosen career (womanizing and refined peculation of Her Majesty’s inland taxes), and beg your return favor.”
… reading S.J. Perelman:
“Really, it’s unspeakable, and while you may feel that you’re in a wasteland, that the vitality of New York does occasionally infuse one, and that LA is sheer barbarism, don’t repine unduly.”
… reading S.J. Perelman:
(He uses a hyphen, Merriam-Webster online doesn’t.)
“Until Sorong, the last port, we had as well on the third-class deck a bevy of twenty Balinese cows vaguely descended from carabao, the water buffalo renowned in song and story. All this olla-podrida makes for sound, smell, and lots of activity – and no gainful work whatever for your snaggle-toothed admirer, who has been dreaming away the days like crazy.”