rattling

child of highest valency for our exhibitiveness! I’d love to place him for that insister. He’s a pigtail tarr 232 and if they take thanking, they thank seeking, as bom for lom in lore of love and lie with warm lisp on the weightiness of mear’s breath. Puffut! Unsightbared embouscher, relentless foe to social and business succes! (Hourihaleine) It might have taken his health would be a fall since in Glenasmole of Smiling Thrushes Patch Whyte passed O’Sheen ascowl. Arrest thee, scaldbrother!