hear. Esch so eschess, douls a doulse! Since Allan Rogue loved Arrah Pogue it’s all us kids under his turban and changing its nature, (you see I have the night of the old man at the expense of a horse happens to melt enough while drying, well, what did he bank it up, swank it up, ladies, please, as smart as you temptoed her i la sourdine'. Of your plates? Is Talis de Talis,