My daughter tells me that in London subway riders are told to “mind the gab”.
Very good advice. If someone’s pointing a gap at you, it’s probably in your best interest to mind them if you don’t want to get ventilated.
I think the last woman of whom it was said “she has a great pair of gats,” was Betty Grable.
Potatoes, spuds, sweet potatoes, gams - it’s all starch to me.
Yam? I thought Americans called that “jelly”?
One American who never ate too much of the sweet sticky stuff, as far I know, was Capt. Jam T. Kirk.
Of course, the vessel he captained never appeared in James’ Fighting Ships.
Whatever ship you’re on, if you’re a woman who loves panty hose, you can’t go wrong with Jane’s.
Who would have thought that the guy who played Vice President** Hanes** in The West Wing also played Otter in Animal House.
It seems a tad antiquated these days to refer to one’s children at “the fruit of my** hoynes**”.
But is is any more cliched than telling someone to “Read between the loins”?
I’d hate to be between two lines, those big cats would make lunch out of me.
I wasn’t aware that** Lions**, France’s largest metropolitan area outside of Paris, had any more or less problem with cats than any place else.
Somehow I’ve never quite gotten around to watching Saving Private Lyons.
The ryan needs saving though - so many have been poached for their horn that several sub-species are extinct. 
At least U.S. troops didn’t have to deal with any as they raced to capture the bridges over the Rhino near the end of the war in Europe in 1945.
I love to rhine, I do it all the time!
And nobody rhymes you a new one for it?
Isn’t there a famous medieval cathedral in Reams?
Just as long as you don’t cross the** reims**. That would be bad.