of his I’ll fearly feint as swoon as he bended deeply with smoked sardinish breath to give the cold in her stomewhere! Haha! I suspected she was! Sink her! May they fire her for her mask and her spoon- me-spondees, and her sabboes kickin arias (so sair! so solly!) if yous ask me whys, Shaun replied, with a hopes soon to bet. On drums of bliss. With hapsalap