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The thread will turn into a wild daytime nightmare again? typo. I meant Thorton Wilder, not Thomas Wilder? L-brain.
UT causes mind bonkers.
Shelly @ Home- was always reading while eating. By his side was melted ice cream cones? Yes, and cold tea, mutton, venison, and cold potato soup. What was wrote was scalding hot. He'd read up to supper, lunch, and he'd boar dinner guest. He'd read until a candle was out. Yep, and blown out by a porker, a horse-mare, and then a donkey stud snorted out at a fly, horseshoe, and monarch moth butterfly. O sizzle (it really does crackle, pop, sizzle when a white moth flies into a candle wick). Try it? ya' dooms? tsk, la la ta ta. If you have areal cruel, and heartless conscience, and delight burning to a burnt crisp a innocent insect? My gads, O, you a conservative? A murderous, and kill-by-flames, a poor moth? I'm afraid to visit YKW?
No fair justice's for a moth these days, either?
Shelly read bogs with a bowl of pop, a cackle, o,
a boom! And Shelly allowed bowls of rice go cold.
The crispy cereal got soggy? Glenn bask by stoves.
Pedinska had to lug GG logs to a wood stove to purr.
Pedinska and boozer Jebbie sip at everglades swamp.
'Um get flea bits, and misquote good novel authors.
The hippos carried off the Chiquita yellow banana's.
Yellow belly porcupine oil lawyer, not AG Eric Holder,
best not sleep in a VAs ICU for eight mad day snoozing.
Poor Bysshe. He was no hot pot-holder DOJ fraud lawyer.
Bysshe loved to get to know lawyers? He'd hush in jail bar cell?
This gets stranger, OMO. One night a guest lay dead at thee table.
Honest. O, Nonviolent! It's true: Mr Vandal lay dead at Shelly's Home.
It's a story about Thomas Jefferson Hogg. T.J. Hogg was No groundhog.
