'Verbal Abuse 3.0'—spicy banter for intelligent people.

Spicy banter for intelligent people—Version 3.0. We call it ab-usage . . . doing what we want with words, skewering them like an olive in a martini. Cracking the code on these dizzying puzzles and highbrow puns—flying high like an acrobat on the trapeze of verbal hijinks—will earn you cred not only as a wordplaya, but as a wordSLAYA. Guess what we suggest with this one:  the aforementioned juiced-up gin martini—dirty going down but smartly satisfying. COLLECTION INCLUDES: Adorable as they are, they and them are still working on the grammar of their identity. I told the oxymoron to stick with vodka. Metaphor is the bane of the Valley Girl’s existence. Latin never lets her children strange too far from their roots. SPECS FOR THOSE WHO CAN NO LONGER READ NUMBERS AS WORDS: 3-ply white paper napkins 24 per box, 6 of each of 4 quips 5” by 5” edged on two sides with ridges that mimic those on a quarter, hence “coined” printed in lustrous metallic foil in the patented hand-writing of the QuipNaps creator