“Oop—I is tripped.”
“Oops, I thought. Oops is an all-purpose word standing for every bit of profanity, blasphemy, and pornographic and scatological execration I could think of.”
“Ey oop, nah then, si thi, asta summat simla i' verdigris?”
“Maybe your pregnant. Oops, hold on, you're not pregnant, on account of you're not gettin any.”
“Planetologist call it the conundrum of unforeseen ecological consequence. I call it the whack-a-mole rule of human meddling. She clasped both hands like a child hammering. WHACK! We change something here. Oops, that makes another problem pop up there where we didn't expect it. WHACK! So, we whack that mole. Oops! We're so smart that we're a menace.”