Where Are Your Pants, Son?

Atticus Told Me To Delete The Adjectives And I'd Have The Facts.

Dill If You Don't Hush I'll Knock You Bowlegged.

With Him, Life Was Routine; Without Him, Life Was Unbearable.

Finders Were Keepers Unless Title Was Proven.

Hey, Mr. Cunningham. How's Your Entailment Gettin' Along?