The recursive centaur is half horse, half recursive centaur.

When I take my dog for a walk, he finds the biggest stick he can, whether or not he can carry it.

When I was in high school I knew a kid that loved Braveheart so much he got a reproduction of the claymore, a sword that was easily ten inches taller than him.

I think some dudes, no matter the species, just like the big pointy stick.

“Gradually, then suddenly.”

You were downvoted but you’re right. What’s the cutesy nickname for people who use email? Do these people still say they’re surfing the information superhighway?