However, there is now the possibility that living in the mountains means that I'm at risk of being eaten by a wolverine. It could be out there right now!
But #$!&@* the heck? Arnold Zwicky at Language Log discuses obscenicons, unclaricons, and Get Fuzzy. Plus #$!&@* the heck?
Streamlining! YouTube preserves the ex-future!
Among the pioneers of streamlining was Nash. My dad had one when I was a kid. I can't recall if his was made just before or just after the war, but he bought it used when I was about five or so, retiring the Ford Model A with the hole in the floorboards through which I used to watch the pavement go by. I peed through it a couple of times, too. Don't tell.