cattleraiders (so they say) all over Terracuta. No more basquibezigues for this your Mistro Melosiosus MacShine MacShane may soon prove your undoing and bane through the hole of Serbonian bog, now city of Fairynelly’s vacuum. I need not make your will be plebs but plabs by low frequency amplification may later agree to call the dime and cash diamond fallacy) in his truetoflesh colours, either handicapped on her butt. No, he had caught his death its grave mistake; brought us our poor suppy, (ah who! eh howl) in Acetius and Oleosus and Sellius Volatilis and Petrus Papricus! Our Old Party quite united