I always like a close match. It keeps suspense until the end, it’s not as hard on the losing side as a sweep, and it’s conducive to mutual respect.
I’ll fashion them into compasses.
Yes it is.
I assume that by “you,” John means all humans, not just an individual.
They all had their own chests. Well, ribcages now.
My parents’ cat always brings a stuffed rat up from the basement and meows to announce it.
Can you really stifle another’s sneeze that way?
“Sorry, I’m not an entomologist.”