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Dog fronted automobiles are seventh state in a placed race to hold a fantastic gold baton. Hamburgers and egg jiggling. How rather jolly says the gentleman stood by the train. His fine twisted moustache and hair stuck thick. In suits we stay my dear boy. My name is sir peter eccleshaw and I see that once again your education has done you no favours as you spit and curse so. Upon then my private carriage I will dwell. And upon gaining power my words will spit upon you. You poorly ill adjusted shabbiness. Your lack of self respect and dignity. Scoffing your salted potatoes and guzzling your brown awful sludge, whilst I much prefer my crab canape and 1953 chardonnay. Oh such bliss. No adopted theories merely a recognition of inheritance plus acknowledged monetary systems. Within I am as unique as a thoroughbred or a pedigree hound. Upon my return to my fair isles I shall ask George if he wishes to play polo policy. Upon leaving the dark one sees the murky fusions of underlining histories. Long left. Long forgotten. Thoughts traversing and travelling through realms. Still at helms it is wise to put a jalapeno on one's head. Thought beams. Dangerous. Danger equals dead. Oh dear. Yet hahahah calls before the table a large amount of butter laughing in a bowl at the toast. Swooping are the denominations of the dishes arranged. In tongue. In name. And on bookshelves many a library burps when the dinner gong sounds. Is the time to consider adding flowers to salads and hopefully this will equal a 600 metre tall thistle will sway in a breeze. With a pin. Or with a Pollock. How amazing and delivery of a sand dog to a plateau is a very admirable deed in an afternoon waltz. So fathom not a radiant radiator in a winter basin. Xx derived delivered draping. *** interesting but I would rather eat a lettuce as they are often extremely comical and sensitive to the world. *** whirl. Whirl. Whorls *** blinkering blankets blinked.....wow....how astonishingly supreme. However never wound a peanut with a butter knife. *** double edged cigars . ..drafted by an interlude of a fish xxxx z.z

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