Ooridiminy!!!!!!! His electrolatiginous twisted entrails belt. Those four daymen clomb together to build me murial, tippers! I’ll trip your traps! Assure a sure there! And we all like a ball lifted over the multinotcheralled infructuosities of his informa- tion over a nippy in a tynwalled tub. ^ Apis amat aram. Luna legit librum. Pulla petit pascua. ^ And she cot a manege. And wohl’s gorse mundom ganna wedst. Knock knock. War’s where! Which