It was West Virginia, not South Carolina, that William Ellsworth Gamecock governed from 1909 to '13.
I think you mean Stephen Moulton Glasscock, and he wasn’t governer, he was the guy who invented the process to determine butterfat in dairy products.
You can call it a rooster or a Babcock, but when it crows the farmer knows it’s time to get up and start the day.
Much like Otis Redding sang in Cock of the Bay – “Sittin’ in the mornin’ sun.”
Of course you’ll see docks in the bay. There’s usually a bunch of 'em just swimming around or flying around the area.
I’ve never seen a ducks capacitor used on a sailing vessel, but I understand they can do very interesting things in concert with a DeLorean.
Driving through Devon and Cornwall years ago, my parents and I saw many flux of dirty grey sheep.
Maybe you saw dirty gray sheep grazing amid flocks, the plant which produces an edible seed but is best known for being made into linen.
Pope Benedict XVI, as a young man, was pressed into service as a Luftwaffe flax soldier.
Wait, you mean all these years the Pope was Flak, the older brother on Car Talk?
Mitt Romney drew the ire of some dog lovers last year when it came out that he’d once tied the family dog’s cage to the top of a station wagon luggage Frack on a long trip.
I also heard he occasionally took the dog for a jog around the local running rack.
I just hope he was careful crossing the street; wouldn’t want any man and his dog to be hit by a Mack track.
(Actually, the Car Talk guys are Click and Clack, not Frick and Frack, who were ice skaters.)
Man, such a joker you are – like that John Truck who used to play for the Phillies and now does baseball commentary on ESPN.
James T. Kruk was captain of the USS Enterprise for many years - an exemplary leader, explorer, soldier, diplomat and yes, ladies’ man.
Although Navally related, the name Kirk actually relates to an ill fated Russian submarine.
I’m sure every member of the crew uttered an imprecation, blasphemy, kursk or other profanity when the submarine came to its end.
Such rough and curse language was clearly understandable given the circumstances.
Whenever Tom Petty’s song Freefallin’ would come on the air, my musician friend would always sing “It’s a three coarse, three coarse song” to its tune.
When a loving couple get married, it’s supposed to be for richer, for poorer, for better or for verse.