foreffer

Updated: June 22, 2025

"Anarchy foreffer!" "Ve vill shtrike, mine prudders," continued the little round orator, growing very ardent and red in the face. "Ve vill no vait long. Ve vill kill! Ve vill burn! Ve vill der togs uf var loose und ride to driumph in der shariot uf fire. Ve vill deir housen pull down deir hets upoud, und der street will run mit der foul plood uf der gabitalist!"

Lemuel Ely Quigg - Tin-Types Taken in the Streets of New York: A Series of Stories and Sketches Portraying Many Singular: Phases of Metropolitan Life

Carl staggered sleepily to the door and unlocked it. "Where is your prisoner?" asked Ted, stalking into the room, and looking at the open window. "My vat? Ach, Gott in himmel, vat haf I dided? I am schoost coming avake. He iss gone! I haf slept on vatch. I am foreffer disgraced. Kill me, Ted! I haf no appetite to live any more alretty," cried Carl.

Edward C. Taylor - Ted Strong's Motor Car : Or, Fast and Furious