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and sheepskeer they damnty well know. Papaist! Gambanman! | and sheepskeer they damnty well know. Papaist! Gambanman! | ||
Take the cawraidd's blow! Yia! Your partridge's last! | Take the cawraidd's blow! Yia! Your partridge's last! | ||
− | BUTT (<i>giving his scimmianised twinge in acknuckledownedgment | + | BUTT (<i>giving his [[scimmianised twinge]] in acknuckledownedgment |
of this cumulikick, strafe from the firetrench, studenly drobs led, sa- | of this cumulikick, strafe from the firetrench, studenly drobs led, sa- | ||
toniseels ouchyotchy, he changecors induniforms as he is lefting the | toniseels ouchyotchy, he changecors induniforms as he is lefting the | ||
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with his nitshnykopfgoknob and attempting like a brandylogged | with his nitshnykopfgoknob and attempting like a brandylogged | ||
rudeman cathargic, lugging up and laiding down his livepelts | rudeman cathargic, lugging up and laiding down his livepelts | ||
− | so cruschinly like Mebbuck at Messar and expousing his old | + | so cruschinly like Mebbuck at Messar and [[expousing]] his old |
− | skinful self tailtottom by manurevring in open ordure to renew- | + | [[skinful self tailtottom by manurevring in open ordure]] to renew- |
murature with the cowruads in their airish pleasantry I thanked | murature with the cowruads in their airish pleasantry I thanked | ||
he was recovering breadth from some herdsquatters beyond the | he was recovering breadth from some herdsquatters beyond the | ||
− | carcasses and I couldn't erver nerver to tell a liard story not of I | + | [[carcasses]] and I couldn't [[erver]] nerver [[to tell a liard story]] not of I |
− | knew the prize if from lead or alimoney. But when I got inoccu- | + | knew the prize if from [[lead]] or [[alimoney]]. But when I got [[inoccu]]- |
− | pation of a full new of his old basemiddelism, in ackshan, pagne | + | pation of a full new of his old [[basemiddelism]], in ackshan, pagne |
− | pogne, by the veereyed lights of the stormtrooping clouds and | + | pogne, by the [[veereyed lights]] of the [[stormtrooping clouds]] and |
in the sheenflare of the battleaxes of the heroim and mid the | in the sheenflare of the battleaxes of the heroim and mid the | ||
− | shieldfails awail of the bitteraccents of the sorafim and caught the | + | shieldfails awail of the bitteraccents of the [[sorafim]] and caught the |
pfierce tsmell of his aurals, orankastank, a suphead setrapped, | pfierce tsmell of his aurals, orankastank, a suphead setrapped, | ||
like Peder the Greste, altipaltar, my bill it forsooks allegiance | like Peder the Greste, altipaltar, my bill it forsooks allegiance |
Latest revision as of 19:37, 3 January 2018
TAFF (though the unglucksarsoon is giming for to git him, jotning in, hoghly ligious, hapagodlap, like a soldierry sap, with a pique at his cue and a tyr in his eye and a bond of his back and a croak in his cry as did jolly well harm lean o'er him) Is not athug who would. Weepon, weeponder, song of sorrowmon! Which goatheye and sheepskeer they damnty well know. Papaist! Gambanman! Take the cawraidd's blow! Yia! Your partridge's last! BUTT (giving his scimmianised twinge in acknuckledownedgment of this cumulikick, strafe from the firetrench, studenly drobs led, sa- toniseels ouchyotchy, he changecors induniforms as he is lefting the gat out of the big: his face glows green, his hair greys white, his bleyes bcome broon to suite his cultic twalette). But when I seeing him in his oneship fetch along within hail that tourrible tall with his nitshnykopfgoknob and attempting like a brandylogged rudeman cathargic, lugging up and laiding down his livepelts so cruschinly like Mebbuck at Messar and expousing his old skinful self tailtottom by manurevring in open ordure to renew- murature with the cowruads in their airish pleasantry I thanked he was recovering breadth from some herdsquatters beyond the carcasses and I couldn't erver nerver to tell a liard story not of I knew the prize if from lead or alimoney. But when I got inoccu- pation of a full new of his old basemiddelism, in ackshan, pagne pogne, by the veereyed lights of the stormtrooping clouds and in the sheenflare of the battleaxes of the heroim and mid the shieldfails awail of the bitteraccents of the sorafim and caught the pfierce tsmell of his aurals, orankastank, a suphead setrapped, like Peder the Greste, altipaltar, my bill it forsooks allegiance (gut bull it!) and, no lie is this, I was babbeing and yetaghain bubbering, bibbelboy, me marrues me shkewers me gnaas me fiet, tob tob tob beat it, solongopatom..Clummensy if ever mis- used, must used you's now! But, meac Coolp, Arram of Eirze- rum, as I love our Deer Dirouchy, I confesses withould pride- jealice when I looked upon the Saur of all the Haurousians with the weight of his arge fullin upon him from the travaillings of his tommuck and rueckenased the fates of a bosser there was fear on me the sons of Nuad for him and it was heavy he was for me