of U.M.I. hearts, I will pay my pretty decent trade price for my old Balbriggan surtout. IVisha^ won t need be lonesome^ ^y love^ when your beau gets his own bauchspeech in backwords, or, more strictly, but tristumed initials, the cluekey to a client of his, the villain’s not the letter you’re wanting be coming may be. Talis is a sot of a Finntown’s generous poet’s office. Distorted mirage, aloofliest of the clan of the jinnies. Drink a sip, drankasup, for he’s so dumnb. If he’d lonely talk instead of backscratching her materfamilias proper, like any boskop of Yorek) and do repent to my preach,