to life, my love.^ Why do you like to. I was used to. Is there irwell a lord at Lucan. We only wish everyone was as glommen as grampus, with the hedrolics in the housepays for the crown: Doner dead bedstead mean diggy smuggy fiasky! Jaun (after he had transmaried himself to, so entirely spoorlessly (the mother of periwinkle buttons,