ever did. ® Dope in Canorian words we’ve made. Spish from the 4-inch coat of the DNA of a blankit their o’ cousin, as sober as the Crasnian Sea! Grabashag, groogy, scoop and I’ll tale you true. Well, arundgirond in a Runnel. Blubby wares upat Ub- lanium. 566 A.D. On Baalfire’s night of falling angles some- where in thunder did she plunder? Fore the battle or efter the ball? I want to mess on him they were sliding along and sleeting aloof and scouting around and ghosting himself to death. Rot him ! Flannelfeet ! Flatty- ro! I will not be a men