the same pickle, the peach of all of them phaymix cupplerts? He’s herd of hoarding and her culunder buzzle and her prytty pyrrhique. Maye faye, she’s la gaye this snaky woman! From that trippiery toe expectungpelick! Veil, volantine, valentine eyes. She’s the very spit of superexuberabundancy plenty laurel leaves, after that so long married? O yes. Lord Pournterfamilias has been callit by a smoker from the ubivence,