One temp when he foiled tobe killed, the freak wanted to put his bilingual head intentionallythrough the Ikish Tames and go and join the clericy as a demoni-can skyterrier. Throwing dust in the eyes of the Hooley Fer-mers! He used to be avowdeed as … [Leer más...]
423.27-424.01 He’s weird, I tell you
He's weird, I tell you, andmiddayevil down to his vegetable soul. Never mind his fallsfeet and his tanbark complexion. That's why he was forbiddentomate and was warmed off the ricecourse of marrimoney, underthe Helpless Corpses Enactment. I'm not at … [Leer más...]
423.17-27 You know he’s peculiar
Be me punting his reflection he'd begin his beogre-fright in muddyass ribalds. Digteter! Grundtsagar! Swop beef!You know he's peculiar, that eggschicker, with the smell of oldwoman off him, to suck nothing of his switchedupes. M.D. madehis ante … [Leer más...]
FW 423.10-16 I declare I get the jawache!
Hock! Ickick gav him that toock, imitator! And itwas entirely theck latter to blame. Does he drink because I am sorelythere shall be no more Kates and Nells. If you see him it tookplace there. It was given meeck, thank the Bench, to assist at … [Leer más...]
FW 423.03-10 his pillgrimace of Childe Horrid
when heferaxiously shed ovas in Alemaney, tse tse, all the tell of the tudwith the bourighevisien backclack, and him, the cribibber like anambitrickster, aspiring like the decan's, fast aslooped in the in-trance to his polthronechair with his sixth … [Leer más...]