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Now, I'm happy to say: `I'm glad I turned the contraption on again. Balzac reminds me of sorta of good 'ole William Timberman.
The baggy pants, huge cloak, Wall Streak Journal on a lap, and he can't hide a pink porpoise even, if Bill T- wanted to...
The pants always fall below Timberman's skinned shins. W.T. knob knees, heh. mr snoid. I know you must have read Ralph Waldo Emerson's essay: `Politics.
R. Waldo E. mentions what the # one, the very first commenter said today: The politico crawls to chair, and uses a primordial tale.
big boy, whoopee. big shot HSC.
Amazing. Jebbie needs to delete?
A grin scare otters and possums.