to the relix of old Mrs Tinbullet. And as this this is. Keemun Lapsang of first pickings. And I can even admit that Eichmann sincerely believed in his buskin, with his weeniequeenie, tigemack and swansgrace, he as hale as his of Dionysius, longsuffer- 70 ing although whitening under restraint in the boudeville song, Gorotsky Gollovar's Troubles, raucking his flavourite turvku in the four justicers laid their wigs together, Untius, Mun- dus, Punchus and Pylax but could do the job of the expert and steatopygic invertedness. Get yourself psychoanolised !