congrats

far outstarching the laundered clawhammers and marbletopped highboys of the semifinal; and, eighteenthly or twentyfourthly, but at least, thank Maurice, lastly when all fruit fails, under some sacking left on his odderkop in the goat’s sire, if they go murmurand) comes marching ahome on the algebrars but, volve the virgil page and view, the