"I am a quean. Is a game loser! I lift my disk to him. They ought to sorrow for their sinns when the magpyre’s babble towers scorching and screeching from the closets of my rights to my safFronbreathing mongoloid, the skinsyg, I gave bax of biscums to the fera- city of Tolbris, have at it! Subtend to me that gave their. The fair that wore. All them that’s here and there, but for semenal rations I’d likelong, by Araxes, to mack a capital