Marx: Here, Holly, have some of this Lucranian cheese I just bought. Holly: (takes bite out of cheese wedge) AAAARGG!! (runs to kitchen sink and starts drinking out of faucet at full blast). Marx: (tries cheese) Hmmm…only 250,00 Scoville Heat Units…I’ll have to complain to the store!
My favorite geographical quirk is that little nub of land that goes up from the north border of Minnesota into what should be Canadian territory, the result of a surveyor’s error.
Reading the books, I notice he usually doubles his periods like this..