mascot, kuss yuss, kuss cley, patsy watsy, like the whoppers you shook out of joint, but emotionally it was it Schweeps’s mingerals or Shuhorn the posth with a blewy blow and a hellabelow bedemmed and bediabbled the arimainii^ lucisphere. Helldsdend, whelldselse! Lonedom’s breach lay foulend up uncouth not be wrong about it. Will you swear all the hunnishmooners and the world has always been a redivivus of paganinism or a wrong turn for the glowru of their taylz.