pop psych

Growing up in that suburbia and air of pop culture, these images stayed with me like a weird dream.

Now, when I am called upon to produce a laugh from Timothy, I no longer make faces or "pop."

Pop that shawl away in my castor, Dodger, so that I may know where to find it when I cut; thats the time of day!

There came a "pop" like an exploding fire-cracker, and a bullet whistled past Matt's ear.

This is the only book that I know which goes deeply into the corrupting, demoralizing psychology of prison life.

Here's my notion: To make a pop'lar measure of it; somethin' that'll appeal to the folks.