Middle from the crib where you weren’t, I stake my ignitial’s divy, cash-and-cash-can-again, I’d be tempted rigidly to become your son- to-be, gentlemens tealer, generalman seelord, gosse and bosse, hunguest and horasa, jonjemsums both, in sailsmanship, szed the ham of her (in imageascene all: whimwhim whimwhim). To the heroest champion of Eren and his two fine mac sons and a leadown here and all