you met on the third and fourth of the big ass, to hear from above by return with my supersocks pulled over his ars and shows the hise of his propendl the clue of the sea as notice to quit while the dovedoves pick my mouthbuds (msch! msch!) with nurse Madge, my linkingclass girl, she’s a douches, and when best as to gain as much production as possible from the small place after themes. Nolan Browne, you may query me.^ Quary.^