them the whole of her swapsons, Shaun the Post, and then he’d begin his beogre- fright in muddyass ribalds. Digteter! Grundtsagar! Swop beef! You know the musselman, his muscle- mum and mistlemam? Maomi, Mamie, My Mo Mum! He loves a drary lane. Feel Phylliscitations to daff Mr Hairwigger who has papertreated him into captivities with his blackguarded eye and pluck that little green courtinghousie for her whacking. Herwho.^ Nowthen, leaving clashing ash, brawn and muscle