By the eighth mile, I was sure that finishing the 10-mile hike woulddo mein.
We very nearlydid in an entire keg of beer that weekend.
1959, Tom Lehrer, “Poisoning Pigeons In The Park”, inAn Evening Wasted With Tom Lehrer:
So if Sunday you're free why don't you come with me and we'll poison the pigeons in the park And maybe we'lldo in a squirrel or two while we're poisoning pigeons in the park
2017 October 27, Alex McLevy, “Making a Killing: The Brief Life and Bloody Death of the Post-Scream Slasher Revival”, inThe A.V. Club[1], archived fromthe original on5 March 2018:
Slasher fans rejoiced—for a couple years anyway, until the boom swiftly faded,done in by the same causes that fell so many other eruptions of a style or genre, of any medium: The host of imitators are never as good as what inspired the affection in the first place.