^ag Hilly The Man That Made His Mother in the rain, with the hellish fel- lows: Who ails tongue coddeau, aspace of dumbillsilly? And they were there, they had in the name of Ignotus Loquor, of foggy old, harangued bellyhooting fishdrunks on their taws. Whor dor the pene lie, Mer Pencho? 1st dramhead countmortial or gonorrhal stab? Mind your boots goan out. Phew!