Half magic is no magic at all.
It couldn't be the beer. Donnie McRory was certain of that. If you sent American beer out to be analyzed, the lab would probably phone up and say, 'Your horse has diabetes.
High school and equality are forever incompatible.
Elvis is bound to be dead. Look at all the vultures in his vicinity.
Machines seem to sense that I am afraid of them. It makes them hostile.
Romulan or Vulcan?' the ushers asked each guest. Marion, who had been poised to say 'friends of the bride' had responded to the question with an open-mouthed stare, and Jay Omega answered, 'Klingon!" which got them seats in the back row of the Romulan side.