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[[Mutt_and_Jute|Mutt]] - [[Mukk's pleasurad]]. | [[Mutt_and_Jute|Mutt]] - [[Mukk's pleasurad]]. | ||
Jute - Are you [[jeff]]? | Jute - Are you [[jeff]]? | ||
| − | Mutt - Somehards. | + | Mutt - [[Somehards]]. |
| − | Jute - But you are not jeffmute? | + | Jute - But you are not [[jeffmute]]? |
| − | Mutt - Noho. Only an utterer. | + | Mutt - [[Noho]]. Only an [[utterer]]. |
| − | Jute - Whoa? Whoat is the [[mutter]] with you? | + | Jute - Whoa? [[Whoat]] is the [[mutter]] with you? |
Mutt - I became [[a stun a stummer]]. | Mutt - I became [[a stun a stummer]]. | ||
| − | Jute - What a [[hauhauhauhaudibble]] thing, to be cause! How, | + | Jute - What a [[hauhauhauhaudibble]] thing, [[to be cause]]! How, |
Mutt? | Mutt? | ||
| − | Mutt - Aput the buttle, surd. | + | Mutt - [[Aput]] the [[buttle]], [[surd]]. |
| − | Jute - Whose poddle? Wherein? | + | Jute - Whose [[poddle]]? [[Wherein]]? |
| − | Mutt - The Inns of Dungtarf where Used awe to be he. | + | Mutt - The [[Inns of Dungtarf]] where [[Used awe to be he]]. |
| − | Jute - You that side your voise are almost inedible to me. | + | Jute - [[You that side your voise]] are almost [[inedible]] to me. |
| − | Become a bitskin more wiseable, as if I were | + | Become a [[bitskin]] more [[wiseable]], as if I were |
you. | you. | ||
| − | Mutt - Has? Has at? [[Hesitency|Hasatency]]? Urp, [[Boohooru! Booru]] | + | Mutt - Has? Has at? [[Hesitency|Hasatency]]? [[Urp]], [[Boohooru! Booru]] |
| − | Usurp! I trumple from [[rath in mine mines]] when I | + | Usurp! I [[trumple]] from [[rath in mine mines]] when I |
[[rimimirim]] ! | [[rimimirim]] ! | ||
| − | Jute - [[One eyegonblack]]. Bisons is bisons. Let me fore all | + | Jute - [[One eyegonblack]]. [[Bisons is bisons]]. Let me [[fore_(016)|fore]] all |
| − | your hasitancy cross your qualm with [[trink gilt]]. Here | + | your [[Hesitency|hasitancy]] cross your [[qualm]] with [[trink gilt]]. Here |
| − | have [[sylvan coyne]], a piece of oak. [[ | + | have [[sylvan coyne]], a [[piece of oak]]. [[Ghinees_hies_good_for_you|Ghinees hies good]] |
| − | [[ | + | [[Ghinees_hies_good_for_you|for you]]. |
| − | Mutt - Louee, louee! How wooden I not know it, the intel | + | Mutt - [[Louee, louee!]] How [[wooden]] I not know it, the [[intellible|intel-]] |
| − | lible greytcloak of [[Cedric Silkyshag]]! [[ | + | [[intellible|lible]] [[greytcloak]] of [[Cedric Silkyshag]]! [[Cead_mealy_faulty_rices|Cead mealy]] |
| − | [[ | + | [[Cead_mealy_faulty_rices|faulty rices]] for one [[dabblin bar]]. Old [[grilsy]] [[growlsy]]! |
| − | He was poached on in that eggtentical spot. Here | + | He was [[poached on]] in that [[eggtentical]] spot. Here |
Latest revision as of 07:37, 20 March 2007
froriose. What a quhare soort of a mahan. It is evident the mich- indaddy. Lets we overstep his fire defences and these kraals of slitsucked marrogbones. (Cave!) He can prapsposterus the pil- lory way to Hirculos pillar. Come on, fool porterfull, hosiered women blown monk sewer? Scuse us, chorley guy! You toller- day donsk? N. You tolkatiff scowegian? Nn. You spigotty ang- glease? Nnn. You phonio saxo? Nnnn. Clear all so! 'Tis a Jute. Let us swop hats and excheck a few strong verbs weak oach ea- ther yapyazzard abast the blooty creeks. Jute - Yutah! Mutt - Mukk's pleasurad. Jute - Are you jeff? Mutt - Somehards. Jute - But you are not jeffmute? Mutt - Noho. Only an utterer. Jute - Whoa? Whoat is the mutter with you? Mutt - I became a stun a stummer. Jute - What a hauhauhauhaudibble thing, to be cause! How, Mutt? Mutt - Aput the buttle, surd. Jute - Whose poddle? Wherein? Mutt - The Inns of Dungtarf where Used awe to be he. Jute - You that side your voise are almost inedible to me. Become a bitskin more wiseable, as if I were you. Mutt - Has? Has at? Hasatency? Urp, Boohooru! Booru Usurp! I trumple from rath in mine mines when I rimimirim ! Jute - One eyegonblack. Bisons is bisons. Let me fore all your hasitancy cross your qualm with trink gilt. Here have sylvan coyne, a piece of oak. Ghinees hies good for you. Mutt - Louee, louee! How wooden I not know it, the intel- lible greytcloak of Cedric Silkyshag! Cead mealy faulty rices for one dabblin bar. Old grilsy growlsy! He was poached on in that eggtentical spot. Here
