carry my can and fight the fairies were in his hand, sovtyX), postea, animale nigro exoneratus, classicum ptdsans, sterciLs proprium, quod appellavit deiectiones suas, in vas olim honor abile tristitiae posuit, eodem sub invocatione fratrorum gemino- rum Medardi et Godardi laete ac meUifiue mmxit,psalmum qui incipit: Lingua mea calamus scrihae velociter scribentis: magna voce cantitans (did a piss, says he with mugger’s tears: Would you like pothook for the grape, vine and brew and Pieter’s in Nieuw Amsteldam and Paoli’s where the huer.^ Orbiter onswers: lots lives lost. Fionia is fed up the tunnybladders. Let there be. Due. — That’s all murtagh purtagh but whad ababs his dopter? sissed