Viktor's muzzled snout sounded like a jet engine at take-off as he snorted into my left ear during our match in an actual ring.
The light was provided by kerosene-soaked cattails that we lined the track with and lit.
One of my personal favorites is at Cedar Point Amusement Park near Sandusky, Ohio on the southern shores of Lake Erie.
Those pink slabs of cardboard-consistency gum were the absolute worst.
It's no wonder or nation is politically divided.
Along the way, Caesar found time to dally with Cleopatra.
Don't look a gift horse in the mouth...
I probably could have escaped the winter purgatory if I'd taken a liking to the Beach Boys but my musical interests went elsewhere.