FW 420.05-10

When sheslipped under her couchman. And where he made a cat with apeep. How they wore two madges on the makewater. And whythere were treefellers in the shrubrubs. Then he hawks his hand-mud figgers from Francie to Fritzie down in the kookin. Phizis … [Leer más...]

FW 419.27-32

    But, hellas, it is harrobrew bad on the corns and callouses. As far as that goes I associate myself with your remark just now from theodicy re’furloined notepaper and quite agree in your prescriptions for indeed I am, pay Gay, … [Leer más...]