|     in Fruzian Creamtartery is loading off heavy furses and affubling | 1 |
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themselves with muckinstushes. The neatschknee Novgolosh. | 2 |
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How the spinach ruddocks are being tatoovatted up for the second | 3 |
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comings of antigreenst. Hebeneros for Aromal Peace. How | 4 |
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Alibey Ibrahim wisheths Bella Suora to a holy cryptmahs while | 5 |
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the Arumbian Knives Riders axecutes devilances round the | 6 |
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jehumispheure. Learn the Nunsturk. How Old Yales boys is | 7 |
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making rebolutions for the cunning New Yirls, never elding, | 8 |
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still begidding, never to mate to lend, never to ate selleries and | 9 |
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never to add soulleries and never to ant sulleries and never to aid | 10 |
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silleries with sucharow with sotchyouroff as Burkeley's Show's | 11 |
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a ructiongetherall. Phone for Phineal toomellow aftermorn and | 12 |
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your phumeral's a roselixion.] | 13 |
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    TAFF (now as he has been past the buckthurnstock from Peadhar | 14 |
| Piper of Colliguchuna, whiles they all are bealting pots to dubrin | 15 |
| din for old daddam dombstom to tomb and wamb humbs lumbs | 16 |
| agamb, glimpse agam, glance agen, rise up road and hive up hill, | 17 |
| and find your pollyvoulley foncey pitchin ingles in the parler). Since | 18 |
| you are on for versingrhetorish say your piece! How Buccleuch | 19 |
| shocked the rosing girnirilles. A ballet of Gasty Power. A hov | 20 |
| and az ov and off like a gow! And don't live out the sad of tearfs, | 21 |
| piddyawhick! Not offgott affsang is you, buthbach? Ath yet- | 22 |
| heredayth noth endeth, hay? Vaersegood! Buckle to! Sayyessik, | 23 |
| Ballygarry. The fourscore soculums are watchyoumaycodding | 24 |
| to cooll the skoopgoods blooff. Harkabuddy, feign! Thingman | 25 |
| placeyear howed wholst somwom shimwhir tinkledinkledelled. | 26 |
| Shinfine deed in the myrtle of the bog tway fainmain stod op to | 27 |
| slog, free bond men lay lurkin on. Tuan about whattinghim! | 28 |
| Fore sneezturmdrappen! 'Twill be a rpnice pschange, arrah, sir? | 29 |
| Can you come it, budd? | 30 |
|     BUTT (who in the cushlows of his goodsforseeking hoarth, ever | 31 |
| fondlinger of his pimple spurk, is a niallist of the ninth homestages, | 32 |
| the babybell in his baggutstract upper going off allatwanst, begad, | 33 |
| lest he should challenge himself, beygoad, till angush). Horrasure, | 34 |
| toff! As said as would. It was Colporal Phailinx first. Hittit was | 35 |