What contemptible scoundrel has stolen the cork to my lunch?
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
No scoundrel is so stupid as to not find a reason for his vile conduct.
I don't know what a scoundrel is like, but I know what a respectable man is like, and it's enough to make one's flesh creep.
There's a real mischievousness about Irishmen, don't you find?
Bring in the bottled lightning, a clean tumbler, and a corkscrew.
Reminds me of my safari in Africa. Somebody forgot the corkscrew and for several days we had to live on nothing but food and water.
My primary school teacher once poured a bottle of curdled school milk forcefully down my throat. Then I threw it up all over her suede shoes. I'd rather have drunk from the spittoon in Barney's barber shop.
Well, I don't throw things. This particular night I brought one from the floor so to speak, and he ended up getting a cut over his head, and the police came, took him to another side of the hotel, and that was like September 6, 1981.
And much as Wine has played the Infidel, And robbed me of my Robe of Honor Well, I often wonder what the Vintners buy One half so precious as the stuff they sell.
Always carry a corkscrew and the wine shall provide itself.
No great scoundrel is ever uninteresting.