
"We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should drive...." And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming "Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?" - Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas [...]
All Howlers The Guardian mispronouncing the names of public figures used to be a rare thing to chance upon, and in the olden days you would be quite the lucky reader indeed to find such a folly! Smitten with the exclusive discovery, you would point it out to your friends in testimony of your keen detective skills, and later in the day would sit down and write a vehemently dignified and carefully considered hand-written letter to the editor of The Guardian, politely referring his attention to the fact that on [...]