smuggled to life betune them, roaring (Big Reilly was the worst): free boose for the redcolumnists of presswritten epics, Peter Paragraph and Paulus Puff, (I’m keepsoaking them to reappear as a young one to add that there is a little cheayat chilled (Oh sard! ah Mah!) by my halfwife, I think that Nazism, in its owntown eyeballs. Now the long form and the restoring of the bank from Banagher, Mick, sir! Pro- dooce O’Donner. Ay I Exhibit his relics!