Your days of clammy palms, paranoid nightmares, and baited breath are over.
I won't bate (hold) my breath while it's baited (on a fish hook, or maybe under attack), I guess.
No criticism intended, it was a quote from elsewhere, and I'm getting picky in my old age. But still, people write words without even an image in their minds. Tsk, tsk. Gaack.
-- John K. Taber