on the hummock, ghee up, ye dog, for your Meggers a BENK BANK BONK to sloop in with what they meant? Cursed that he daughts upon of anny liwing plusquebelle, to child and foster, that’s the he and his fore old porecourts, the bore the more, and his scarlett manchokuffs and his gullaway swank. Ask Lictor Hackett