unearths some literary gems.
From Dreamland, by M. K. Lorens:
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"Oh, applesauce," I told him. "Look in your other pants."
"These are my other pants, blast you!"
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From The Death of Corinne, by R. T. Raichev:
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["It's always nice to be given a choice of insults" dept.]
"Spoilsport," Lady Grylls said somewhat childishly. "Or wet blanket, if you prefer."
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She was so enraged that her turban shook.
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From A Temporary Ghost, by Mickey Friedman:
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It was as slick as a whistle and probably ninety-nine and forty-four one-hundredths percent horse manure.
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From Howl's Moving Castle, by Diana Wynne Jones:
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Getting into Mrs. Fairfax's conversation was rather like getting into a skipping rope. You had to choose the exact moment, but once you were in, you were in.
