When the oddly named Alferd E Packer, a 19th-century gold digger, was caught in a Colorado blizzard, he ate all five of his companions. As the judge, audibly incensed, put it: "Stand up, Alferd Packer, you voracious, man-eating son-of-a-bitch!" (You just knew the trial wasn't going well for Alferd.) "There are seven democratic voters in my county and you ate five of them!"
(Nancy Banks Smith, The Guardian, 25 August 2005)
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