Slice him where you like, a hellhound is always a hellhound.
She looked away. Her attitude seemed to suggest that she had finished with him, and would be obliged if somebody would come and sweep him up.
Well, you certainly are the most wonderfully woolly baa-lamb that ever stepped.
When you're alone you don't do much laughing.
Whenever I have that sad, depressed feeling, I go out and kill a policeman.
However devoutly a girl may worship the man of her choice, there always comes a time when she feels an irresistible urge to haul off and let him have it in the neck.