drat

When Mr. Anobile began work on “Why a Duck?,” he recalled, he envisioned creating a short, simple book, like “Drat,” filled with quotations and stills from Marx Brothers films.

Drat, thought Ralph, and he ran up Ryan’s leg in hopes of a glimpse of the test that lay ahead.

“Drat,” Jinjoo whispered as she ushered her brothers into the smelly outhouse.

That’s a question the Seahawks will likely deliver a final answer to when the drat rolls around later this month, the logical time to make a trade if the Seahawks were to eventually consider it.

“Drat that boy,” interposed my sister, frowning at me over her work, “what a questioner he is. Ask no questions, and you’ll be told no lies.”