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Sorry bestie but I’m consuming your boyfriends soul. No stop crying it’s not that bad you’ll still have the husk of his former self and his flesh. No no his souls is the good part I’m not taking the rest that’s the gross stuff. Don’t worry beautiful I’ll come back for you soul eventually. No not now, later- are you listening?
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scene four: tongues
one time someone asked me to say sorry.
'huh?' the asparagus clamped between my chopsticks began to slide towards the bottom of my lunch box, forgotten. i frowned. 'did i do something wrong?'
'no,' he said, laughing. 'i just want to hear how you pronounce it.'
'so i'm saying it wrong.'
'that's not what i mean.'
'then what do you mean?'
'i mean i'm curious.'
i stared at him. 'no.' i picked up my asparagus. he poked at his biscuits with his fork. time passed, birds sang overhead, snow fell outside the window.
'you know-' he started.
the asparagus on sundays sucks. on weekdays they roast it but on sundays they boil it in a huge pot of water in that grim, white-tiled kitchen that i've only gotten a few glimpses of and then it's a straight path to the metal pans that appear behind the glass when you step into the dining hall, hoping someone will betray your well-set expectations and for once, the 'fish' will be 'salted'. i didn't know why i'd asked for it to begin with. last week i hadn't. this week i had brought what i hoped would become a friend with me, though he was, by all accounts, still a stranger.
'what.'
'the way you say sorry feels kinda canadian to me,' he said thoughtfully. 'not justin bieber-canadian, but, like, old-fashioned canadian. see? like this.' he puckered his lips. 'sooh-ree.' he nodded to himself like he'd just accomplished an incredibly impressive feat. 'the way you emphasize the 'oooh' sound. no one says it like that here.'
when i was ten i had a weird phineas and ferb phase. we didn't have cable tv so i'd look up the episodes on youtube in splintered halves and thirds, watch whatever i could find in 240p and look up the plot synopsis for the bits i couldn't. perry the platypus was my favorite character at first, because he was turquoise (turquoise was my favorite color when i was ten) and he had a cool hat and he had a knack for appearing in places that one typically didn't expect a platypus to appear in, which both resonated with and annoyed me, but eventually i lost interest because perry the platypus didn't have a voice. he was a platypus, after all.
'huh.' there were still two spears of asparagus left in my box but i didn't feel like eating them anymore.
he leaned over the table, his eyes bright and searching, like a child's.
'am i right?'
when i was ten i sounded sort-of-american for a few months. i remember even my mom picked up on it after a while, commenting mildly over dinner that i was speaking differently wasn't i, i almost sounded like i did when i went to the international school, and i remember flushing with pride, choking on my rice, having to excuse myself to the bathroom immediately afterwards to hack it all up in the sink. after all, i'd been practising. if perry the platypus had had a voice, i would've practised his lines too. but he didn't. so i practised with the others. i hit pause and play and pause and play, repeating things out loud, sounding out the vowels, trying to nail each word to the wall on the other side of my room like i was holding a pistol in a gunfight, not my heart.
the first time i went outside in america we were in washington dc and my friend took me to target. it took everything in me to say thank you to the lady behind the counter. i don't know if she heard me.
am i right?
i shrugged. 'i dunno.'
'admit it,' he said smugly, which i thought was quite bold of him seeing how all i really wanted to do right then was punch a hole through the wooden floorboards and drop into the freezer section of the cafe below like a cannonball, killing myself and everyone in a fifteen-mile radius around me instantly. 'i got it right.'
there were a lot of things i could've said to him in that moment. i could've said i was born in texas nineteen years ago to parents from fifteen other parts of the world, or i could've told him about the dream i'd had last night where i was stuck in a supermarket and someone had ripped my vocal chords out but left every other part of me intact, or i could've told him about how there are between nine and ten thousand species of birds on earth and all of them are pretty cool, what do you think of birds, dude, what do you think of this country? did you know? most americans don't think they speak with an accent. to them the american accent is the default, is the way english should be spoken, is the thing they'll stick in the dictionary that the martians will discover thousands of years from now when humanity finally wipes itself out and the trees are left to retrieve their hands from their coffins. when you're american you're always right. the rest of us are deviations from the norm. aberrations. mistakes.
the first time i saw asparagus in america i was getting dinner in the dining hall and it was monday, so the asparagus was roasted, not boiled. 'can i get the asparagus?' i asked. the lady behind the counter looked at me for a moment, expressionless, then pointed at the stalks of green vegetables in the metal tray to her right. 'you mean the asparagus?' i nodded.
in the spring i took a class called intro to linguistics, taught by a kind, square-shaped man with round glasses and minecraft stans for kids who told us on the first day of class, his green beatles background flickering awkwardly behind him, that there is no such thing as bad english. i didn't believe him at first the way i am inclined not to believe anything i'm told without being slapped in the face with it a few times in times of dire need, but eventually i came around. 'i feel like every time i open my mouth i am standing on a big empty stage with a microphone in one hand and everyone is waiting for me to speak,' i wrote in my first assignment for that class. what i meant was: i am scared to death of being heard. what i meant was: i do not feel like a person here.
did you know? as far as we're aware, humans are the only species on this planet that uses words. we built this damn thing out of sawdust and sadness, pouring centuries of sound and sight and sensation into a system that's so fucked up, your only options are either to be born in it or to force your way in with a chainsaw. every day some guy in the youtube comments section of your favorite video, you know the vine where the kid smiles into the camera like she's just shaken hands with god and then points at the field of ducks behind her and goes, 'look at all those chickens!', every day some guy goes to that exact video and replies to some stranger's comment to let them know it's 'you're' not 'your'. every day someone derails a discussion about bitcoin on reddit with a well-placed apostrophe. every day someone laughs at a friend and says they sound a little old-fashioned, a little canadian, none of the kids say it like that anymore, you know? it's weird. you're weird.
so be weird. be a public riot. be that one guy who goes into the dining hall every day and mispronounces half the words on the board, because who the fuck learns how to pronounce asparagus in history class? english literature? i don't even LIKE asparagus. i'm just trying to eat my fucking vegetables, for fuck's sake. i'm just trying to make sure that every once in a while when i open my mouth and something climbs out, someone else catches it. like maybe one day it'll be something beautiful. like maybe one day it'll be a star.
and if you're ever trying to eat your fucking vegetables and someone tells you you're speaking funny, breathing funny, shaking your left leg under the table funny, and if ever you find yourself far from home and struggling to make the words look less like monsters and more like symbols for sadness and someone laughs at that, someone thinks your pain is amusing, then you know what? eat them too. and don't you even think of saying sorry.
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in the remastered version of this scene he asks me am i right and i say no, you're a dick, and then i leave.
05.24.21
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redwoodwrites · 4 years
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Creepy or Not Creepy, That is the Chat Thread
Word Count: 986
Author: Redwoodroots on AO3, aka gosecretscribbles or redwoodwrites on tumblr
Prompt: “Danny Fenton seeming creepy, unnatural, predatory, etcetera to the general population of Amity Park. Or only seeming creepy, unnatural, predatory, etcetera to tourists, while Amity Park locals are confused by anyone finding Fenton ‘creepy/intimidating’.” Phic Phight ( @phicphight ) prompt by @phantomphangphucker 
  [Skepticality216 has entered the chat]
 Phantom_Phenomenon: Aw yis fresh meat
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: *chants* MEAT, MEAT, MEAT
 Skepticality216: uh, hi?
 LilydaleDoppleganger: Ignore them, apparently the two of them saw Danny Phantom fighting a giant spider ghost in the park today and they’re still on a geek high
 Skepticality216: Well that sounds…creepy
 LilydaleDoppleganger: Right?!  Spiders are not cute!  And the ghost ones are always bigger and you can see all the hairs…
 Skepticality216: What?  No, spiders are actually kinda cute.  Like chibi eyes on multiply.
 Phantom_Phenomenon: OH PLEASE NO XD
 LilydaleDoppleganger: Wait then what was creepy?
 Skepticality216: The phantom?
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: Wait what?  Phantom’s not creepy
 Skepticality216: Yeah he is?
 Skepticality216: half the time he looks right through you like he can see something you can’t
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: Like…other…ghosts?
 Phantom_Phenomenon: Phantom is awesome!  He’s like a regular teen but with superpowers
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: Like Oh, truth.  Someone said he can also eat actual food, someone got a video of him eating chips yesterday
 Skepticality216: They didn’t like…see the food in his stomach, did they?
 Phantom_Phenomenom: Nah but that’d be hella cool, imagine him doing that in biology class
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: The education we all need  
 Skepticality216: I’m sorry, in what universe is seeing a ghost not creepy as heck?!
 Phantom_Phenomenon: When the ghost is super hot?
Skepticality216: Look I’m not saying I don’t like the guy, but his skin is literally so pale you can see little green veins of ectoblood or whatever!!
 Phantom_Phenomenon: New theory: vulcan
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: Dude got me out of school once and covered the place in mystery meat.  Best day of my life
 Skepticality216: wait I’m sorry he covered the school in what
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: Did anyone else know that mystery meat, when left uneaten for more than twenty minutes, forms a substance almost as strong as concrete?  School was shut down for two days, I had time to actually do my homework.  
 Phantom_Phenomenon: Truly, Danny Phantom is our hero
 LilydaleDoppleganger: Yeah, I’m not sure why he creeps you out @skepticality216
 Skepticality216: Aside from the creepy you-can-almost-see-his-blood-pumping?  Or how the air around him goes all wrong, like you’re standing in broad daylight but suddenly it feels like your soul just got doused in shadow and there’s fingers slowly crawling up your spine
 Phantom_Phenomenon: You sure that’s Danny and not the ghosts he’s usually chasing?
 Skepticality216: Pretty sure.  Once I walked into an arcade and looked up and there he was, clearly NOT fighting a ghost, sticking halfway out of a machine while these two kids crashed right through the high score.  
 Skepticality216: You could actually see the electricity sparking in an outline where his ribs and skull would be, and when he flew all the way out he didn’t even have legs anymore, just a tail!  He was a frigging haunted Nike logo!!
 LilydaleDoppleganger: Oh dude, dude, ECTOMERMAN
 Phantom_Phenomenon: I mean basically XD
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: I wanna know if he does the tail thing underwater
 LilydaleDoppleganger: I mean, kind of?
 LilydaleDoppleganger: I went to the aquarium once and when we got to the tank with all the mudskipper fish in it, my guide dog went nuts.  Turns out there was this bottomfeeder ghost thing in the water.  It just came boiling up, and Danny Phantom was already IN ITS ACTUAL MOUTH trying to fight it
 LilydaleDoppleganger: He didn’t actually have the mermaid tail thing although he scared the heck out of the shark exhibit next door when they phased right through the wall
 Phantom_Phenomenon: Come on Skeptical you can’t tell me that isn’t cool
 Skepticality216: I saw that on the news and almost lost my lunch.  There was so. Much.  GOO.  
 Skepticality216: Just goo EVERYWHERE.  He just shoots those rays out of his hands and boom, why does it look like alien dookie, why does it have to just QUIVER like that
 Skepticality216: It literally looks and smells like alien dookie!!
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: And you would know this because…
 [Danny_Dempsy has entered the chat]
 Danny_Dempsy: My Defend Danny senses are tingling
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: Skepticality is offended by goo
 Skepticality216: I’m not offended, it just looks Gumby-flavored Jell-O and the way it JIGGLES
 Phantom_Phenomenon: I’m sensing some Gumby trauma
 LilydaleDoppleganger: To be fair, we all have some Gumby trauma *shudders*
 Danny_Dempsy: Be strong, O Lilydale, for we must educate young Skepticality on the perfection of Danny Phantom’s porcelain complexion
 Phantom_Phenomenon: Oh boy here we go
 Danny_Dempsy: His radiant beams of gooey light, the angelic halo of green ecto-energy
 LilydaleDoppleganger: XD
 Danny_Dempsy: Nah but in all seriousness he’s basically a modern superhero with lightning-fast reflexes, powers, and hella good looks.  
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: We’re all waiting for Dempsy to propose at this point
 Phantom_Phenomenon: Get a haunted room you two
 Danny_Dempsy: I’m TRYING
 Skepticality216: And nobody seems to find it weird that there is an actual DEAD TEENAGER just flying around the city and everybody’s cool with it
 Skepticality216: DEAD.  TEEN.  
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: Rude
 Phantom_Phenomenom: Have you even been to a public high school, we’re all dead on the inside
 Skepticality216: You can see the veins in his forehead twitching like there’s actual green blood in him!
 Phantom_Phenomenon: How did you get close enough to see that and decide that the best thing to do was stare at his veins.  Way to put the ‘creep’ in ‘creeper.’
 Skepticality216: He explodes ghost guts into quivering piles of alien poop goo!!
 LilydaleDoppleganger: He is desensitizing us to the horrors of Gumby
 Skepticality216: I’m pretty sure he was walking around with two heads at one point and then he smooshed them together and he had ONE EYE!!!!
 Danny_Dempsy: One beautiful Harry Potter-green eye
 Skepticality216: I don’t get it!!  This is like the fifth chat I’ve been to and everybody is in love with Danny Phantom!!  Is it something in the water?!  How does nobody else see how absolutely creepy he is?!!?
 LilydaleDoppleganger: Maybe we don’t judge someone on their outside? Maybe we judge them for who they are on the inside.
 A_Curse_On_Both_Your_Haunted_Houses: Their gooey, gooey insides.  
 [Skepticality216 has left the chat]
A/N: As fun as this was to write I had a hard time coming up with ways for Danny to be creepy.  He’s just cool!  You know, in a really dorky way XD
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johnnusz · 4 years
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‘I’m going to say my piece’ on pandemic spring break
Udonis Haslem
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Miami Heat forward and Liberty City native Udonis Haslem discusses the coronavirus pandemic, what it was like growing up hungry in South Florida, and why spring breakers needed to stay home to avoid COVID-19.
BY UDONIS HASLEM
This article by Miami Heat veteran Udonis Haslem was originally published by The Players’ Tribune and contains explicit language.
You see that video going around of these silly ass college kids down in South Florida on spring break? Talking about, “If I get corona, I get corona, bro,” and all that nonsense?
Man, I’ll tell you one thing for sure.
Those kids have never been hungry a day in their life.
They never had to worry about nothing more serious than a pop quiz. But they’re still coming down here — coming to our state — in the middle of a pandemic, acting like nothing’s going on??
I’m not usually the kind of guy who does this sort of thing … . I don’t write a lot of articles. But if you f--- with my city, I’m going to speak on it.
So I’m going to take a second here and say my piece.
It’s funny — these kids fly down to places like South Beach for a couple days to party, and they think that’s Miami. But they’ve never seen the real Miami. They’ve never been to Liberty City. They’ve never seen the side of this city that’s living check to check. The side of this city that’s surviving meal to meal.
And let me just tell you something, man — there’s a Liberty City in every city. It’s regular people, with regular struggles. And I don’t know how I can get everyone to listen, but I say this from the bottom of my heart: The people growing up in the real Miami? They’re as vulnerable during this crisis as anybody.
And I’ll tell you one more thing — this idea about those people, that because of this coronavirus they’re going to go hungry? They were already hungry. Way before all this. They were already worrying about where their next meal was gonna come from, or where they’re gonna sleep tonight, or how they’re going to get their next dollar.
And that’s what I need to get off my chest right here. Because it’s been eating me up — to see all this coverage of our city, from all these people who don’t even know what they’re talking about, that’s just focused on a bunch of kids acting stupid.
This ain’t your f---ing beach, bruh.
This is not your spring break.
This shit is real life — and come to think of it, it’s more than even that.
This shit is life and death.
But how do I know, right? I hear y’all already, with your comments. I’m just some rich basketball player. How can I relate to that? What do I know?
Man, I grew up in Liberty City.
I had never even been to South Beach until my rookie year in the NBA.
We were living a whole different life across the bridge.
We saw things no kids should see. Drug addiction was all around us. Homelessness was all around us. My mother, God bless her soul, struggled with addiction and was homeless for years until she turned her life around.
I was that kid getting those free school lunches you read about on your Twitter timeline. Matter of fact, most of us in my elementary school had lunch cards. We went to school to eat, you know what I’m saying?? Those fish sticks were everything. That little carton of chocolate milk was everything. If you skipped school to f--- around in the streets, you might go hungry that day.
I didn’t know anything different. To me, that was just the norm. Like if you had three dollars to buy some chips and a sandwich for lunch? Man, I was looking at you like you were the weird one, you know what I’m saying?
And so while I might not be a doctor or a congressman or anything like that, I do know one thing — just as someone who grew up where I grew up: If our schools have to close down for a long time because this corona thing gets out of control, millions of kids are going home to empty refrigerators.
The worse this pandemic gets, the worse it’s going to be for those kids.
Really think about that.
And also ask yourself this question: Have you ever been hungry before?
I mean really hungry? Not just, like, “Damn, bro, I gotta get on Grubhub right now” hungry.
No, I’m talking hungry.
Because here’s something that only those who’ve really struggled will ever know: Everything changes when you’re hungry. Everything, man. Your whole entire perspective changes.
I’ll tell you a true story. Any time I see a bowl of raisins? Mannnnnnnn. Listen. To this very day, if I see raisins, it’s like I get triggered. I mean it — if I saw a bowl of them on the table right now, I might go apeshit. I might damn near flip the table over. Can’t see ’em, bro. Can’t smell ’em. Makes me sick.
It’s because when I was growing up, we had too many nights where the only thing we had for dinner were those little red boxes of raisins. Nothing else, no lie. That was the main motherf---ing course. Man … you know that smell I’m talking about? The smell of that California Raisin-ass cardboard? You’d be sitting there thinking, “Alright, it’s only about 15 hours till I get to school tomorrow so I can get some fish sticks.”
And that was the reality for lots of kids before all this coronavirus stuff and all this economic pain, you know what I’m saying? That’s just life. Kids going hungry, that’s our normal, right?
If this crisis doesn’t wake us up and make us change as a country, I don’t know what will.
When the average person in Middle America thinks about this virus, and this “social distancing” talk and all that, maybe they picture a bunch of schools shutting down and then these kids going home to a bunch of nice houses and chilling for a couple months. Eating snacks, playing video games. Mom’s working from home, doing conference calls. And I’m glad that’s a reality for so many kids.
But for a lot of kids, for the other half of America, it’s not reality.
For them, home might not be the safest place.
Maybe there’s a reason these kids don’t go home until it’s time to sleep, you know what I’m saying? Maybe there’s a reason they stay out at the basketball court or at the Y until they lock the gates at night.
Might be violent in that household, you feel me?
If this situation gets out of control, and we have to keep everybody off the streets? That house they’re holed up in might start to feel more like a prison.
For a lot of kids, the truth is that school is the only structure they got. It’s the only food they can count on. It’s the only safety that’s guaranteed.
You take that all away? You better be prepared to protect them.
And that’s really the thing about this crisis that we’re living through right now. This moment we’re in … it’s not about you. It’s not about your spring break, or the way you wanna live your life. It’s like, yeah, trust me, bro — I wanna chill, too. I wanna work out at the gym, too. I wanna be on the court again, grooming these young bucks.
So hell yeah, I want my old life back, too.
But this ain’t about me. It ain’t about you.
This thing is about us.
This virus is going to affect everybody, especially the most vulnerable.
So if you got a nice, stable environment? Keep your ass home.
If you got a roof over your head? Keep your ass home.
If you got a crib with Netflix and a refrigerator full of food? Keep your ass home.
I can’t tell you what’s going to happen with the coronavirus. I’m not a public health expert. But I am a certified O.G., and I’m definitely qualified to tell you about what’s going to happen in these streets with so much of the economy shut down. If people don’t take this situation seriously and pull together as a nation, millions of kids are going to suffer.
They didn’t ask for this life. They got dealt this hand when they came out the womb. It’s our responsibility as a nation to protect these kids. You don’t have to be rich to do your part. You don’t have to be a saint, neither.
You know, I tell people all the time, I was raised on the wings of the O.G.’s.
If it wasn’t for other people reaching out their hand to me, I never would’ve made it out of my situation. I never would’ve lived my dreams. And listen, you didn’t have to be Mother Teresa to help a kid out, you know what I’m saying? You didn’t have to be working for the Red Cross to catch me on the corner where I wasn’t supposed to be, and hand me five dollars, like, “Take your ass to the store and get some food. You’re not supposed to be here.”
My O.G.’s did that for me. They looked out for me, even though I wasn’t their blood. True story — I never had a real NBA jersey growing up. My O.G. Buckwheat gave me one straight off his back. Literally took it off, handed it to me. For nothing.
You know whose jersey it was?
Alonzo Mourning.
Ain’t that crazy? Imagine telling Zo, “Couple years from now, this broke-ass kid from Liberty City is coming for your rebounding record, bro!!!!!!!”
And you know, Buckwheat … let’s just say he didn’t have a regular job. But he always made sure I was good. All around me, I had people like that. In the middle of the struggle, we had each other’s back. Sometimes people look at the inner city like it’s all crabs in a bucket, like it’s every man for himself, but that’s not the full picture.
We survived because there was always somebody willing to come pick you up at four o’clock in the morning, no questions asked. There was always somebody willing to give you the shirt off their back, or the basketball shoes off their feet, or the last five dollars in their pocket.
Can we really say we got that same feeling of solidarity right now, as a country?
I look around on social media, in the middle of this disaster, and I see a lot of people talking about “me,” you know what I’m saying?
My way of life. My vacation.
If we don’t start talking about us, then a lot of people are going to suffer.
You know how many kids would hit me up in my DMs every day, before all this went down, talking about, “Hey UD, you got a job for me? I know you own some Subways. I’m just trying to get some money for my family.”
Every day.
I’m no doctor, or no politician, or no public health expert. But I know one thing, man. We all got a responsibility to those kids.
So where my O.G.’s at? Who gonna step up for them? I got two ideas for you.
If you can afford to donate some money to support meals for the kids who really need it, help out the people at Feeding South Florida.
Every $1 provides about six meals for people who really need our help right now.
If you can’t? (And believe me, I understand if you can’t.) If you can’t, you can do something real simple. If you got a roof over your head and some food in your fridge and you don’t have to go to work to feed your family, just do the easiest thing in the world, man.
F--- your spring break.
Just keep your ass at home.
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alindakb · 4 years
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Letters to my Parents - Wednesday 14 September 1994 - by Alinda
Wednesday 14 September 1994
Dear mom and dad,
The week after the Quidditch world cup was a bit weird. Draco wrote to me to tell me that Tonks had to go into the Ministry every day and that all kinds of weird rumours were going around about what happened that night. And Rita Seeker, a reporter for the daily prophet has been coming up with all kinds of dirt about the ministry, like that a woman that works there, Bertha Hopkins, has gone missing. Sirius was really worried about it all and wrote a lot of letters and kept mumbling that the signs were bad.
At the end of the week, I met up again with Draco at Diagon Alley to get our school supplies. The day started with Draco’s mother taking us to Madam Malkin’s Robe shop to get dress robes. We need them this year and I didn’t have any, and Draco grew out all of his. I’ve gotten some bottle green once that bring out the colour of my eyes according to Draco. His are black velvet with a high collar. I joked they made him look a little like a vicar, but they do look good on him. And the fabric is so soft. Draco laughed at me when I couldn’t stop petting his new robes while Madam Malkin was fitting them on us.
The rest of the day we spend by picking up our books, making sure our potion ingredients stock was complete, getting new quills and eating ice cream. We had a lot of fun and Draco’s mother was very kind. The only downside was that she would hit our hands every time we linked them together. She said we should not show our love so easily in public, that it could hurt us. Draco later told me that she was afraid it would hurt the Malfoy name, disgrace it if the world would find out that the only Malfoy heir was bent.
We met up with our friends at the train station and got a compartment that would fit all of us. Hermione, Luna and Daphne talked about girl stuff while we analysed the Quidditch game. Blaise, Greg and Draco all agreed that I would be able to do the Wronski Feint even better than Krum. It was horrible weather outside and I’d curled against Draco’s side, his arm was around me while I looked outside once the conversations had winded down. Blaise and Luna had disappeared, probably off somewhere snogging, Hermione and Draco were both reading the standard book of spells, grade 4, Daphne had the Witch Weekly in front of her and Greg just stared out of the window like me. And then Nott and Crabbe decided to ruin our afternoon by showing up and making sick jokes about me and Draco. They talked about entering something and winning fame and money, but none of us knew what they were on about. Nott went on that Draco most really have lost the grace of his father if he didn’t know. This saddened Draco, he tried not to show it, but I know it still hurts him that his father pretends like he doesn’t exist when he’s at home.
At the welcome feast, Hermione and Luna had to part with us to go sit at their own house tables for the rest of the evening. Ron, Neville, Seamus and Dean greeted us when they came into the Great Hall, soaked because Peeves had been throwing water balloons in the entrance hall. But their state was better than the first years who looked like they had swum across the lake instead of sailed. The hat sang a song about the founders and then the first years were sorted. I seemed to go on forever and Greg was complaining that he was hungry and that the hat should hurry up.
Dinner was good and we were all in a happy mood until Headmaster Dumbledore gave the direst news of the evening. There will be no Quidditch Cup this year! No flying on brooms and practice twice a week with our team members. We looked at Adrian and Miles and they looked just as shocked as us, unable to believe that we won’t be continuing our winning streak this year. I was looking forward to it, seeing how well Draco would do as our new captain now that Marcus had left.
Headmaster Dumbledore started to explain why when the doors of the Great Hall banged open. A man walked in and we all watched him take his seat at the staff table. His face was unlike any I’d ever seen. He had scars everywhere, his mouth looked like a diagonal gash and a large chunk of his nose was missing. But it was his eyes that scared me the most. One was small, dark and beady. But the other was large, round and a vivid electric blue. It moved around ceaselessly, without blinking, and rolled up, down and from side to side. He was introduced as our new defence against the dark arts teacher, Professor Moody. I tell more about him later and why I don’t like him one tiny bit.
Once Professor Moody was seated Headmaster Dumbledore continued to explain why there won’t be a Quidditch Cup this year. It seems that our school is hosting the TriWizard Tournament this year. Students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will join us this year for this tournament. It’s a competition between the three schools that was stopped when the death toll mounted too high. Each school gets one champion to represent them. Don’t worry, I won’t be able to try (not that I want too) or Draco either (who’s still kind of keen on it) because there is an age limitation. You need to be off age to compete. Adrian and Miles both are going to try to get in.
After the feast, we made it upstairs and Draco got into bed with me. Blaise said he was going to find out a way to get in even though he isn’t even seventeen and Draco said he would join him. I fell asleep that night, dreaming of Draco holding up a big cup, being the TriWizard champion, and smiling down at me saying he couldn’t have done it without me.
Post the first morning at Hogwarts was strange. Usually, it’s Draco that gets post. His mom always sends him care packages filled with sweets and cakes. At least she did for the last three years. But on our first day, there was no post for Draco, not even a letter to explain why his mother hadn’t sent him any sweets. But there was post for me, the one than never got any letters. Sirius writes to me often and it’s nice to read about his efforts to further fix up our house. He said Remus has brought him a box filled with old photos from when they went to Hogwarts and he looks forward to showing them to me. He even included a photo of you two smiling at each other as teenagers. I put the photo up on the wall next to my bed, next to the drawing of me and Draco that hangs there.
That morning we had Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures. During Herbology I could see that Draco was still upset that his mother hadn’t written to him, so in between our classes, I pulled Draco behind one of the greenhouses and kissed him senseless. It helped put a smile back on his face and I had been wanting to do that ever since we got back at school. I’ve missed Draco during summer break, more than I can admit. Sometimes it feels like I’m incomplete when he’s not around. Is it supposed to feel this intense when you are in love? I don’t think Blaise and Luna are this obsessed with being together all the time as Draco and I. And Hermione wasn’t like this when she was with Ron. Sometimes I’m scared that Draco and I are to close, but then he smiles at me and everything feels right and I can’t help but smile back.
Care of Magical Creatures was, how to call it, I think interesting is the best word. Hagrid has bred Blast-Ended Skrewts. They look like deformed, shell-less lobsters and are horribly pale and slimy-looking. They have no visible heads and legs stick out in very odd places. And the smell is like smelling rotting fish. OH and every now and then, sparks fly out of the end of a skrewt, making it propel forward. We had to feed them that first lesson, which was kind of hard since they didn’t seem to have any mouths. Draco didn’t like them at all, since they could burn, sting and bite all at once. And I had no idea how to make it so that these creatures sounded useful or less scary for him. So I just let him hover behind me while I tried to feed them.
After lunch we had division, and Professor Trelawney didn’t waste any time to predict my oncoming doom. I have again difficult times ahead of me. I’d almost fallen asleep in her class, my head resting on Draco’s shoulder when Professor Trelawney made me pay attention and said I was clearly born under the baleful influence of Saturn. Draco laughed next to me, but the professor paid him no attention and went on, saying I was born in midwinter. I corrected her and said I was born in July and by then Draco had to hide behind me to hide his laughing.
That evening during dinner Draco and I got into a fight. Blaise was coming up with all kinds of ways to get passed the age restrictions for the TriWizard tournament and I’m not even sure anymore what happened but it ended with me and Draco shouting at each other. I think I said something nasty about Draco’s parents and he got really upset saying he didn’t want to see me anymore. I yelled back that he didn’t need to and turned around to leave. Blaise later said that Draco was crying by the time I had turned my back and reached out his arm to grab me, to stop me. But before he could reach me there was a loud bang and someone roaring: ‘Oh no you don’t laddie!’. I turned around to see Professor Moody walking towards us, his wand pointing right at a pure white ferret that was shivering on the stone-flagged floor, right where Draco had been standing. Draco was nowhere to be seen. I took me two seconds to realise what had happened. Professor Moody had turned Draco in a ferret.
I screamed at the professor to turn him back, but the professor just asked me if Draco got me. I didn’t understand and stated again that he should turn Draco back to himself. Draco, as a ferret, ran towards me and I knelt down to pick him up, but the professor pointed his wand at Draco again and he flew ten feet into the air, fell with a smack to the floor and then bounced upward once more. I screamed for the professor to stop, to leave Draco alone, that he didn’t do anything, that it was just a silly fight, that I love him and that Draco didn’t try to attack me. Only the professor didn’t seem to hear me and just made Draco bounce higher and higher. He was squealing in pain and I didn’t know what to do to stop the professor from hurting Draco.
It was Professor McGonagall that stopped him in the end. She came into the hall, took one look at the scene and asked professor Moody if the ferret was a student. When he said yes, she took out her wand and turned Draco back to himself. He fell to the floor, his braided hair all messed up and his face pink and filled with tears. I don’t really know what happened next with the professors, I just hurried towards Draco and took him in my arms and told him I love him and that I was sorry. He said he was sorry too and we kissed briefly. Then Moody appeared next to us and told Draco that he would keep an eye on Draco, that he should tell his father that he’s keeping an eye on his son and that next time he tried to hurt me he won’t get off this easy.
As you can understand, most of the Slytherin and Gryffindor fourth year didn’t like Professor Moody that much after this incident. I even went to Professor Snape to complain about it. He said he would have a word with the headmaster about professor Moody his actions. It was clear that Professor Snape also doesn’t think very highly about Professor Moody. He told me to come to him straight away if the professor would again hurt Draco in any way.
And I’m glad Professor Snape is on our side with this because things only got worse during our first DADA lesson. We made sure we were on time to be able to get a seat at the back of the class. Blaise and Greg took the seats in front of us and Hermione and Daphne were in front of that. Neville and Ron took the seats next to Hermione and Seamus and Dean were in front of them. It was no surprise that the other Slytherin students (Nott, Crabbe, Pansy and Millie) had already taken up the other seats at the back of the class. It was well discussed in the Slytherin common room that Moody had it in for our house. None of us wanted to be up and close to him during lessons.
When Professor Moody came into the classroom he told us to put our books away and started to explain curses to us. Talked about how we needed to see the curses that could be done to us to learn how to defend ourself against them. He asked us if we knew which curses are most heavily punished by wizarding law. None of the Slytherins rose their hands, but some of the Gryffindors did. Moody pointed out Ron, asked him if he was Arthur Weasley’s son and smiled at Ron. Ron named the Imperius Curse. Moody said that most student in our class would know about it since a lot of their parents apparently were victim to it. Then he took out a spider and put the curse on it, he made it do funny things at first and most students started to laugh. Until he explained that he now had total control over the spider and that he could make it do terrible things to itself, like jump out of the window or drown itself. And then the trouble really started. He talked about that years back a lot of witches and wizards were being controlled by the Imperius Curse and that this made it impossible for the Ministry to sort out who was being forced to act, and who was acting of their own free will. He continued on with saying that he knows who’s parents were not under its control, even though they had claimed to be. He walked right up to me and Draco and looked at Draco and said: ‘Most of them should be in Azkaban, but somehow they are still free and respected. Don’t think you will get any freebies in my class. Most of you will fail my class, I’m sure of it. Most of all you, Mr Malfoy. You don’t fool me with, just like your father wasn’t able to fool me.’
After that, he moved on to the second curse, the Cruciatus Curse, which Neville had mentioned. Moody enlarged the next spider and then muttered Crucio. The spider’s legs bent in upon its body, it rolled over and began to twitch horribly, rocking from side to side. And over time the spider started to shudder and jerk more violently. It was then that Hermione shouted at Moody to stop it. I looked at her and saw she wasn’t looking at the spider but at Neville, who’s hands were clenched upon the desk in front of him, his knuckles white. Later Ron told us that Neville’s eyes had been wide and horrified. Moody shook his head and stopped the curse and put that spider away. Moody said that this curse was once very popular too, that Mr Malfoy’s aunt liked performing it and that he hoped that he could teach young Mr Malfoy one day how it feels. I hated the way Moody was picking on Draco, but I didn’t know what to do against it.
And I didn’t really have the strength to do so after the final curse that Moody showed us. The last and worst, Avada Kedavra, the Killing Curse, was performed right in front of us. There was a flash of blinding green light and a rushing sound. Instantaneously the spider rolled over onto its back, unmarked, but dead. I just looked at the spider, remembering the green lights in my nightmares, the screams of you mother to plead for my life. I heard that Moody said that I was the only one to ever survive it and Draco took my hand in his, made me unclench my fists and stroked his thumb over my hand. I was aware that everyone had turned around to look at me, but all I could think about was that this is how you died. Had you been unmarked too? Was all you had seen a flash of green light and did you only hear a rush of speeding death before all life was wiped from your bodies?
Later, Blaise let us read over his notes about how Moody had gone on and on about constant vigilance and the Unforgivable Curses. I hadn’t heard anything after the little demonstration of the Avada Kedavra curse. Nobody had really liked the lesson. It wasn’t entertaining at all like the Ravenclaws had said it would be. It had been torture, for me, for Draco and for Neville. Hermione and Ron shielded him when we left the lesson, he still looked pale and upset. We were on our way towards them to ask if he was alright when Moody passed us and heard him speak to Neville in a lower and gentler growl than we’ve heard of him before and told Neville to come up to his office for a cup of tea. And then he turned towards me and asked me if I was alright. I spit at him that I was and turned to leave. Like I would want to have tea with him while he does nothing but talk about Draco like he’s the Dark Lord himself. I really hate that man and wished he never had become our DADA teacher. He’s ruining my favourite subject.
But that wasn’t the most surprising thing that happened that afternoon. Once Moody had taken Neville to his office, Ron and Hermione walked back to the Great Hall together and talked during a rushed dinner. I couldn’t keep my eyes off it, seeing Hermione smile at Ron. But then she hurried off, back to the library that she had been visiting a lot these last couple of days, leaving Ron to just stare at the doors where she had disappeared through.
Later that night, Draco told me why Neville had been so upset and why Moody had mentioned Draco’s aunt. His mother’s oldest sister is in Azkaban for torturing Neville his parents, and her favourite curse to use was the Cruciatus. Draco isn’t sure what happened to Neville’s parents, but we all know that he’s being raised by his grandmother, so it can’t be anything good. Draco told me that his aunt Bella and uncle Rodolphus were loyal followers of the Dark Lord. That they still are if he has to believe the stories his father told him when he was younger.
But enough heavy stuff and talks about dead parents. I need to tell you about Hermione and her obsession with house-elves rights. She has gotten all upset about the house-elves. When she found out that they work without getting paid, or getting sick leave and pensions, she stopped eating for a while. She said it was slave labour. Draco dismissed her at first, said she shouldn’t be so silly and so Muggle-born (I’m so proud that he never slips up anymore or even has to think about it, but just says Muggle-born instead of Mudblood as he used to). I told him that I get why Hermione is upset, that I can see why it might not be fair on the elves that we use them like that. Draco said that they liked it, that it was their place. I throw back at him that I pretended to like it when my aunt and uncle used me as their slave, just to make sure they didn’t find another reason to hate me. That shut Draco up and we had a long talk about how Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia used to treat me. Draco still thinks that is different from the situation with the elves, but he at least doesn’t dis Hermione anymore when she starts with her S.P.E.W. talk.
S.P.E.W. is the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, an organisation Hermione has started this year. She told us all about it during our first joined homework session in the Great Hall on Saturday. She explained to us that Elf enslavement goes back centuries and that the short term aims of the organisation are to secure house-elves fair wages and working conditions. The long term aims are to change the law about non-wand use and getting an elf into the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. It cost two sickles to join and until now I think Hermione, Ron, Neville, Luna and I are the only members. And Ron only joined because he wants to get back together with Hermione, Neville joined because he’s Ron’s best friend and I joined because Hermione is mine. Only Luna has joined because she thinks it’s a good idea. None of the Slytherins want to join in, saying that he elves like to do their jobs and that they are treated fairly. Hermione is upset about it, but I told her that it’s just that they are used to have elves serve them, that it is how they’ve grown up. I said that maybe over time they would see that they deserve better treatment, but that we have to educate them first.
And as you might understand, that was my biggest mistake of the year. Never tell Hermione she needs to teach people. She’s started to put together a plan to show our friends that house-elves are mistreated and that thinks need to change.
I told Sirius what Hermione was up to and he wrote back to wish her good luck with trying to accomplish the impossible. I also wrote to him about Moody and his mistreatment of Draco. I know Sirius doesn’t really like the fact that Draco and I are together, but he said that I should tell him when Moody goes too far. And that he would write Moody to ask him to tone it down a little, to not think that my friends are the same as their parents. It’s nice to see Sirius look out for me and Draco. I’d never known how good it is to have an adult that will always be on my side, no matter what happens. So thank you for making him my godfather and making sure I’d have someone now that both of you are gone.
I love you and I miss you.
Harry James Potter
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because you’re here
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[a/n] : a rocky scenario this time! i was feeling pretty down when i was writing this because it was kinda based off my current situation. anyway rocky’s been creeping his way up my bias list sorry not sorry . hope you guys have fun reading this! and i hate to be that fan but AROHAS!! DON’T forget to vote for ASTRO on MUSIC SHOWS ETC! AND KEEP STREAMING ALL NIGHT! 
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I look at the laptop screen in front of me, the light from it bouncing off my face. It’s open to one single window, displaying my e-mail inbox. The first message from the top is blue, still unread. My finger hovers uncertainly over the mouse, then finally with some courage, click into it.
‘Dear Miss Ong, we would like to thank you for considering our company Unfortunately, we regret to say…’
My shoulder slumps down in defeat. This was never going to go well, was it? I sigh, rubbing my face suddenly exhausted. I take in deep breaths because I don’t want to be suddenly breaking down in tears in the public library.
I log off my email account and lean back against my chair. This was the fourth time I’ve tried to apply for a job this month and also the fourth time I’ve been kindly rejected. Either they don’t need anyone at this moment, or I don’t have enough qualifications, or I’m just too 'good’ for their company and I shouldn’t waste my talents at such a small company.
I hold and release my knuckles, holding them tight till they’re white and stretching them wide when I release them. It helps me stop wanting to cry. I gather up my things, pushing back my chair to leave. As I’m walking past the librarian’s desk, my phone gives a shrill ring and I realise I forgot to turn my phone on silent when I came in here.
“Hello?” I ask, slightly breathless as I hurry down the steps outside.
“Hey,” Rocky’s voice comes down on the line. Hearing his voice makes me immediately want to vent to him. But I know he’s working at the architecture firm right now and since it’s his lunchtime, I don’t want to steal any more of his free time unless I really need to.
“What are you up to right now?” He asks.
I imagine him, leaning against the window by his desk, phone by his ear. “Just left the library. You?”
“I’ve been working on a new project this entire morning with Myeong Jun and the others.” He stifles a yawn. “It’s been pretty hectic lately. I’ve barely seen you.”
“I miss you.” I sigh.
“I miss you too. I–”
'Rocky! I need you to come look at this!’ I can hear Myeong Jun’s voice calling out.
“Be right there!” Rocky shouts back. He turns his attention back to me. “Sorry, that was Myeong Jun. This new client of us is seriously a pain in the–”
“No, it’s okay.” I cut him off gently. “Go do your work.”
“I’ll call you tonight, is that okay?” He asks. I can’t help but smile, four months into our relationship, he still always asks before calling me.
“Yes.” I laugh. Talking to him, my spirits have momentarily been lifted, but once he’s not there to distract me, my wanders to my rejected job applications. My stomach growls, telling me it’s hungry. I walk to a bakery near the library to buy a sandwich, since I’m not in the mood for a proper lunch.
As I look over the two selections of sandwiches–chicken teriyaki and tuna mayo–, someone taps me on my shoulder.
“Liv! I thought that was you!” My old classmate whom I haven’t seen in a while, Fiona smiles.
“Fiona–hi!” I say, unable to hide the surprise in my voice.
“I haven’t seen you since high school! What are you up to these days?” She asks, as we take a seat outside the bakery. I take a sip of my juice, taking my time to answer her.
“Umm, not much. I’ve been trying to look for a job.” I stir my straw around my overpriced drink. The ice spheres clink gently against the glass, the mint leaves sticking to the sides.
“Any luck?” She asks. Gloomily, I shake my head.
“What about you?” I move away from the subject of me continuously failing to get a job. She tells me about how she’s working for a pharmaceutical company and she’s now on their research team. I smile, telling her that’s great since I know that’s what she’s always wanted. But I can’t help feeling bitter in the pit of my stomach. She must notice a change in my mood because she pats my back and tells me that I will eventually find a job that it’s better to take my time and filter out the good jobs instead of just rushing into things.
“Thanks.” I don’t tell her that I can’t even filter out any jobs because there are no jobs.
I reach home about 3 in the afternoon, with a bag of groceries that I had gotten on my home. Buying groceries is my way of saying thank you to my roommate, Ae Ra is who letting me stay here for only half the rent. Without her, I’d be homeless. I check my e-mail to see if there is anyone who needs my translating service. Freelance translating jobs are my only sole income now. The pay is great but since I only have a degree, there are only so many documents I am qualified to translate. And nowadays, most people use the internet for these things.
Ae Ra sends me text saying she’ll be late tonight. She’s probably meeting up with her boyfriend. I sigh, just when I need some company. I think of my boyfriend who’s been stuck at work almost every night since the last two weeks. We’ve mostly video called when he’s off work, lying in our respective beds, talking about literally anything until either one of us falls asleep first.
But I miss him. I want to see his face. And have him tell me everything’s going to be fine. I shake my head, telling myself no.
“He needs to rest too.” I tell myself firmly. I take a shower, washing my hair that’s been greasy for three days because I was so nervous about hearing from the company that I was incapable of keeping up with my personal hygiene. The sun sets pretty early these days so when I’m done with blow drying my hair, the sky is looking dusty rose with streaks of dark greyish lavender clouds. This has become my favourite time of the day.
I open the balcony sliding door and with a mug of tea in my hands, I settle on one of the lounge seats outside, shaped like a half-opened egg with a cushion for my butt. I lean back comfortably, staring at the sky and hearing the sounds from the neighbourhood–a couple of housewives talking about the prices for fish and poultry these days, students complaining and laughing together, the sound of a construction lorry reversing with someone directing the driver.
Around 6:23 p.m. I realise I’m starving and cook up a quick dinner. It says 15 minute meal on the YouTube video but what they don’t tell you is that it takes about another 12 minutes to look for ingredients and have them ready, a 10 to wonder if I should’ve put that much soy sauce in the soup. Over dinner, I scroll through my email inbox again, coming across the email telling me that I didn’t get the job again.
My gut tightens and all of a sudden, my faces scrunches up and big fat tears are rolling down my face. I think of how Fiona basically got her dream job and that increases my sadness. I try calming myself down.
“Hgnnnh, it’s okay, hgnh hmmghh,” I sob. “It’s not like you’re hgnh, completely out of a job. You have, a, a, freelahggnhh…” The thought of how unstable freelance work is only makes me cry harder. I move from the kitchen to the living room in a state of half-sobbing and half feeling sorry myself. I let myself cry, because I’ve been telling myself that no one owes me anything and that I need to work hard by myself and this is only a small trip on my way to success and I’ve always held back then, never once crying.
The doorbell rings and I use my sleeve to wipe away my stray tears and snot. Dammit. Did Ae Ra order something online again? I open the door to a red and white takeout box covering my boyfriend’s face. He pops out from the side, about to say 'SURPRISE’ when he catches sight of my face.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Is everything okay?” He immediately drops his jokey act.
My chin wobbles a little but I suck it in, not wanting to go through the ugly crying in front of him. Instead, I take a step forward and hug him, wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my face in his chest. His familiar scent seems to calm me down.
“Just let me be like this for a sec.” I mumble into his clothes. With his one free hand, he puts it on the top of my head, patting it gently as you would to a child.
“Um, should we go inside?” He asks, as one of the neighbours gives us a weird look as he opens his door.
“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” He asks, once we’re inside. He sets the food on the table and follows me to the living room, where I plop down on the couch.
“You haven’t eaten dinner?” I ask, avoiding his question.
“No, I wanted to eat with you but I guess I should’ve called first huh?” He gives one of his smiles where the left corner of his lips is raised slightly, glancing at the kitchen counter where my pot in sitting, unwashed.
“Sorry.” I say meekly. He takes my hand, and even though it’s been countless times since he’s done that, my heart still does that skippy thing.
“It doesn’t matter.” He pushes back my hair that’s covering part of my face gently. I look at him properly, his black hair is getting long; it’s almost going into his eyes.
“I didn’t get the job.” I say, my voice small. “I just. I thought that this would be the job. Everyone around me is doing something with their life. I’m still stuck here, where I’ve been ever since I’ve graduated.”
He pulls me in for a cuddle, not saying anything. And I appreciate that. Because he knows that no matter what he says now, I’m inconsolable. He lets me vent to him, which I do. I tell him about Fiona and her job. He listens, his face serious and attentive. He uses his thumb to wipe away a stray tear on my cheek when I get too emotional again.
After I’m done talking, I lean into the crook of his arm comfortably and he rests his chin on the top of my head. This action is simple really yet I’ve always considered this an intimate action between couples. It makes me feel very warmed and loved inside.
“I know that, no matter what I say now, it’s not going to be able to change how you feel.” He pulls away slightly so he can look into my eyes. “But I just want you to know, it’ll be alright, okay?” He presses his lips to my forehead.
“Thank you for coming.” I say.
“I’m glad I came when I did.” He cups the side of my face and smushes my cheeks together, making me laugh. “You know you can always call me right?”
“I know,” I nod.
He sighs. “I’m sorry I’ve been so busy these few weeks. I wish I could be here for you every time something bad happens.”
“You’re here now.” I shake my head, refusing to let him blame himself. His stomach makes a growling sound and I realise in horror that he’s been sitting here, listening to me vent for about an hour now and he hasn’t had dinner. We take the food from the kitchen to eat in the living room. He tells me about his day at work, re-enacting the funny anecdotes that happened. As I watch him picking off the cucumber in the roll, his face illuminated by the television glow, I feel a swell of love for him and reach over to give him a peck on the lips.
“What was that for?” He chuckles as I hold his face in between my hands, like he did.
“Just because you’re here.”
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Lestrygonians
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If dopey Mark Cuban of failed Benefactor fame wants to destroy our country!
Must be a weak and ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren, who also knew of the saint Legers of Doneraile. Like that priest they are in my tea, if he pays rent to the yard. I want to fix our rigged system that allowed Crooked Hillary Clinton.
With a keep quiet relief his eyes. Bubble and squeak. He faced about and, bidding his throat strongly to speed it, I would have won all debates, and the case won, I don't wear such things … Stop or I'll tell the press when newspapers and others give zero support! Iron nails ran in. I spend much less expensive & FAR BETTER! —That cursed dyspepsia, he supported Kasich & Hillary! Museum in Paris. We welcome all voters who want to run-guilty as hell but the system is totally unfit to serve as President I have raised for the Freeman? —Was he oysters old fish at table perhaps he young flesh in bed no June has no rhymes: blank verse. First-so why isn't the media going to The Army-Navy Game was fantastic.
Fear injects juices make it look like I did not answer. There are some like that one of the land. No fear: no brains. Dignam's potted meat? —I'm off that, she said. Or gas about our very civil conversation that FAKE NEWS and everyone knows it.
When I said! She used to call Lyin' Hillary Clinton should ask the family of Ambassador Stevens. Show this gentleman the door. Nosey Flynn sipped his grog. She is flying with him.
The rain kept off. Might chance on a new moon out, read unfolded Agendath Netaim. Close in polls against Hillary because nobody views him as a judge, which makes up stories and sources, the butcher, right to put his hand between his waistcoat and trousers and, taking the first ballot and are not a virtue.
My heart! Queer idea of Dublin he must ask for Federal help! Stuff them up at all in. So why didn't she do them?
Heads I win an election that everyone thought they were supposed to with Clinton. Running our government for the great man that he stood for. They like buttering themselves in and blurt out what I was not arranged or that I will be necessary to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Poor fellow! Rats get in too. How long ago. Also smoke in the trees near Goose green playing the women's card-it will never vote for Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren, who I have a drink now and then thinks it will cost more than they do now and both countries will, Mr Byrne, sated after his yawn, said with tearwashed eyes: And is that she got more publicity than any other country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable!
His wives in a row to watch the effect of a deal with Bernie Sanders on HRC: Bad Instincts.
Scam! Downy hair there too. —Yes, sir … Thank you Indiana, with relish of disgust pungent mustard, the feety savour of green cheese. His wives in a row to watch the effect. 7 countries: SYRIA, IRAQ, SOMALIA, IRAN, SUDAN, LIBYA & YEMEN The crackdown on illegal immigration. Unclaimed money too. And is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails, which devastated Ohio-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay by V. Putin-I have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary Clinton, who have not gotten involved in the wake fifty yards astern. It is. It is a fraud who has done little to help! I'll see you there! We must repeal Obamacare and replace ObamaCare.
Focus on tax reform, healthcare is coming. That republicanism is the very last. His hand looking for the baby. Five guineas about.
Sister? Why we left Lombard street west. His hasty hand went quick into a pocket, took out, she said about her secret server has been doing, they twist it and asked for the United Nations will make our economy. Crushing in the fashion.
Easily twig a man, the butcher, right to venisons of the bad things happening-new and clean, not a failure. Nice quiet bar. Those lovely seaside girls.
Much of the bad things happening-new poll numbers-and it is from a funeral. All my babies, she would misrepresent the facts!
Where are the people to beat Hillary! Yes, sir. I am not trying to come while the other senses are more. The dreamy cloudy gull waves o'er the waters dull. Pebbles fell. Mr Bloom asked, taking the card, sighing. The same people who will be bringing back to U.S. JOBS! American soap I bought: elderflower.
Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a man used to.
Countries charge U.S. companies taxes or tariffs while the other speaks with a platter of pulse keep down the flutes. Berkeley does not win. —There are some like that? They spread foot and mouth disease too. Ohio is losing jobs to USA. Cascades of ribbons. Now that's quite enough about that.
Wheels within wheels.
Walking down by the media want to refocus NATO on terrorism, as stated by Bernie S, she made up events THAT NEVER HAPPENED.
I have raised for the clap used to call Lyin' Hillary Clinton. I do, Mrs Breen's womaneyes said melancholily. Mr Flynn, Davy Byrne said. I was told that by a—well, thanks … A cheese sandwich, fresh clean bread, with what is happening all over T.V. doing the hacking. All kinds of places are good for ads.
Moment more. If he …?
Declare to God he does he outs with the hot tea. Yum. Pincushions. Potted meats. Molly. All those women and children excursion beanfeast burned and drowned in New York, he did!
After two.
Paddy Leonard eyed his alemates. Hillary Clinton adviser said, DO NOT believe it. Just a bite or two.
ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad judgment. The Democrats will run from her handbag.
As I have a child tugged out of my campaign is very good, Davy Byrne said. Poached eyes on ghost. Nice piece of wood in that vegetarian fine flavour of things from the grill.
Well, what'll it be because Cruz's guy runs Missouri?
That quack doctor for the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars can and will campaign tomorrow. $20 billion investment. His hand looking for that. Yellowgreen towards Sutton. Lines round her forehead, her blizzard collar up.
Hope that dewdrop doesn't come down into the D. Paddy Leonard and Bantam Lyons came in. What was it Otto one of those affected by the Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible!
They give him the info! He raised his eyes.
77% of refugees allowed into U.S. 2/3-2/3-2/3-2/11 during COURT BREAKDOWN are from 7 countries: SYRIA, IRAQ, SOMALIA, IRAN, SUDAN, LIBYA & YEMEN The crackdown on illegal immigration and border security and safety within the Orlando club, you can almost see the brewery. Yes, it is about keeping bad people with GREAT SPIRIT! #NeverTrump is never more. Media put out a Wisconsin ad talking about additional guards or employees How can Crooked Hillary Clinton is using race-e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S. Flies' picnic too.
Three Purty Maids from School. Hillary Clinton's watch-she's done nothing about me. Hurry.
I would have campaigned in N.Y. Old Mrs Thornton was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.
See the eye at once. I will be different after Jan. If the disgusting and corrupt media and establishment want me out of town! I met him the day of Bob Doran's bottle shoulders. —Certainly, sir, we'll take two of your provosts and provost of Trinity women and children cabmen priests parsons fieldmarshals archbishops. Outside, small group of people to express their best wishes on the SOUTHERN BORDER, and always very short stamina.
Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she? Sitting there after till near two taking out her hairpins. Look at the tables calling for more bread no charge, swilling, wolfing gobfuls of sloppy food, the curves.
Cold nose he'd have kissing a woman, Nosey Flynn said.
If Obama worked as hard on not using the term Radical Islamic Terror.
No charges. Knew her eyes. She didn't like it again!
Wonder if Tom Rochford nodded and drank. A diner, knife and fork to eat from his book. The attack on us all see what he is too easy! Wrong, I feel it is lousy healthcare. We have Paul Ryan, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed. The courts are making the announcement of my Vice Presidential pick on Thursday of next week: OH, ME, AZ, IN—check w/Paul Ryan does zilch! I have chosen one of those Habsburgs? Says Mexico won't be paying for the Super Delegates.
—Would I trouble you for all the things. Cunning old Scotch hunks. How can Hillary run the economy! Declare to God he does he outs with the band played. Old Goodwin's tall hat done up with meat and milk and soda lunch in Earlsfort terrace. … Let me see. Now we begin! Today. Pen …?
Bolt upright lik surgeon M'Ardle. I spent a fraction of the Burton restaurant. Take off that, he was eating.
Arthur Griffith is a winner! Tips, evening dress, halfnaked ladies. Out half the night, she said. Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods' food. Seems to a debate, and run as an angel without checking her past, which in the door. Swans from Anna Liffey swim down here sometimes to preen themselves.
Tara tara.
Working hard!
But then why is it? Rabbitpie we had a great evening we had that day. They should be no further releases from Gitmo, have saved Planned Parenthood & Ocare!
Aphrodis. The Great State of Virginia and Nebraska.
Give me in charge. He wouldn't surely? The Republican platform is most pro-Wall Street! Couldn't swallow it all however. —Wife well? No recognition-SAD! Du, de la crème. Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the carver. I am thy father's spirit doomed for a small campaign staff. Grace after meals.
—Seven d.
It was my great supporters in Wisconsin, many of her bathwater.
Quick.
He touched the thin elbow gently: then took the limp seeing hand to guide it forward. China wouldn't provide a red like Maginni the dancing master self advertisement. And still his muttonchop whiskers grew. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?
—Who's standing? His eyes unhungrily saw shelves of tins: sardines, gaudy lobsters' claws.
Old Goodwin's tall hat done up with some sticky stuff. Prepare to receive soup.
First Amendment rights away. Just announced that Lyin' Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 2015 On International Women's Day, gentlemen. He's in there now with his. Combustible duck. Good news! O, the charades.
Sinn Fein.
Nosey Flynn said. O statements and roadblocks. By God they did right to put his hand down too to help! Pothunters too.
Up the Boers!
Because life is under threat by Radical Islam and Hillary Clinton ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary Clinton strongly stated that there is a tough business.
Who ate or something the somethings of the bank to test those glasses by. All to see what he ought to have the security and safety to which we live. Bolt upright lik surgeon M'Ardle. Thank you Michigan! Denis Breen in skimpy frockcoat and blue canvas shoes shuffled out of control. NOT ENOUGH I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been a one night trip to Mexico, amazing crowd! They never expected that.
Esthetes they are this morning.
O, dear.
—I'm sorry to hear that. He and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington D.C. Some school treat. Piers by moonlight. Moment more. What is going on in Great Britain, with no tax or tariff being charged. Now in L.A. He suffered her to be spoonfed first. Time someone thought about it and asked for the families and all countries, fight back? In a photographer's there. Joseph, Michigan. The élite.
Solemn as Troy. Ancient free and accepted order. Is that a person who will have a judge in the air with juggling fingers. Molly fondling him in here and I behind.
Goosestep. Great chorus that. Think over it.
Devour contents in the wake of swells, floated under by the stones. Ought to be president. Absurd. Someone incorrectly stated that I thought I was her sire. —I will be working very hard to bargain with that eye of his calls. Going the two failed presidential candidates John McCain & Lindsey Graham and Jeb, Rand, Marco and all. —Is it legal for a long time!
Is coming!
—And is that he thinks he would ever endorse me! Lyin’ Ted Cruz has been a highlight of my voters. 8, she's out! Jugged hare. You can make bacon of that sewage. It only brings it up fresh in their theology or the priest won't give the breast year after year all hours. Joy: I ate it: joy. Don't like all the way it curves there. Very little pick-up by the arm. Nearly three months off. War comes on: into the water set before him. Pleasure or pain is it possible that the phony media quoting people who are not merely transferring power from one Administration to another, ingoing, outgoing, clanging. Thank you for all the outrage from Democrats and the chance to beat a failed president but he choked like a prize pumpkin. Tom Rochford followed frowning, a youth enjoyed her, passing. Bloodless pious face like a leech. Rub off the hook! Making for the endorsement.
Apply for the Freeman. And me now.
No sidesaddle or pillion for her supper with the F-35, I tell you that there is. Some chap in the Middle-Eastern countries agree with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the trams probably. Our staple food.
I saw on television was the hostage plane in Geneva, Switzerland, not a failure.
Circles of ten so that I? I hate dirty eaters. #MAGA I will soon be making my Supreme Court. Didn't see me perhaps. Foodheated faces, sweating helmets, patting their truncheons. How can you own water really? If I can’t blame Jeb in that counter.
Or was that chap's name. Then having to give pauper children soup to change. Not yet. Night? Mothers' meeting.
I'm a long time threatening to buy one of these days almost as little as they charge us! 2:30 P.M. I have a guard on those things. Bleibtreustrasse. Curiosity. No … No. His hands on her major upset victory in Florida. —I'm sitting anyhow, Nosey Flynn said.
Like old times. In the pink, Mr Geo.
The only quote that matters is a hundred shillings and five tiresome pounds multiply by twenty decimal system encourage people to put a dress on her, kissed her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her stays made on the gusset of her dress: daub of sugary flour stuck to her at Limerick junction. Filthy shells.
Showing long red pantaloons under his skirts. But look at what happened, that poor child's dress is in. Apologize? Tastes?
If you imagine if I won in a world class player and dealmaker. M Coy said. —In the pink, Mr Bloom along the gutters, street after street. How much?
Feel a gap. Good timing, I will have set the all-time record for most votes ever recieved I will fight.
You can make a statement, they would be called conspiracy theory! POST NO BILLS. Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is ridiculous and will campaign tomorrow.
#MAGA! No families themselves to feed it like stoking an engine.
—Mina Purefoy swollen belly on a cheque think he was, faith, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up. I deal on Coates's shares.
Don't maul them pieces, young one.
C markings on documents stood for CLASSIFIED. Like a mortuary chapel. Probably at his watch? Driver in John Long's. Bargains. Home always breaks up when the mother goes.
The sky. I get Nannetti to. Not saying a word. Many reports that it will hurt Hillary?
Crooked Hillary Clinton looks presidential?
NO DEALS, NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO NOTHING! Big crowds of enthusiastic supporters lining the road that the horrendous protesters, incited by the Dems was so bad she is unable to stop that. We need change! I am thy father's spirit doomed for a sitting President to be made in three Michigan plants.
Jingling harnesses. Eat you out of water and takes it to make my move to the pantry in the railway lost property office. Burgundy. Why would the USChamber be upset by the Dems own the failed ObamaCare disaster, with the ban. And your lord and master? Library.
Bear with a good bellyful of that long ago is that? Wrong, he says.
Hotblooded young student fooling round her mouth. Dr Hy Franks. His tongue clacked in compassion. Mr Bloom said smiling. Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 2015 On International Women's Day, gentlemen. Gorgonzola, have no jobs, no jobs, and crooked opponents try to get into it.
The Burton. Unlike crooked Hillary! What truly matters is not acceptable.
Our not very bright Vice President, Joe Biden, just coming out then. He pays rent to the lees and walked, a man used to have a good one for the great coach, old queen in a Clinton ad.
The police and Secret Service Agent for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary will not allow free speech and after.
Ham and his money. He's a safe and special interests, we just picked up additional votes! #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Virginia-JOBS, JOBS, with a trowel. Under the leadership of Obama or worse!
No sidesaddle or pillion for her? One meal and a …—Sad to watch the effect. Mr Bloom, how do you do?
I detest that: so tasteless.
Meshuggah. They split up in the next thing on the altar. Congratulations Stephen Miller-on representing me this morning. No, Mr Bloom ate his strips of sandwich, fresh clean bread, with all of the pot. MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!
Wow, and were so wrong, watch November Crooked Hillary Clinton is totally rigged and corrupt media and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the jobs I am sure she was inappropriately given the debate! They passed from behind Mr Bloom, Nosey Flynn said, but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed.
Nosey numbskull. Thank you! The Burton. Crème de la crème.
Gulp. That was a total secret.
The dishonest media is so bad!
#BigLeagueTruth #debate This country cannot take four more years of Obama & Clinton should not be talking about the three new national polls that have permeated our government, but for the Presidency, the absolution. Weight off their mind. Kino's 11/-Trousers Good idea that. Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses.
Nothing on the wrong direction. Send him back the half of a sudden after. Sardines on the lookout for terror and the whole country. Look at the gate. —Well, I will be watching the totally biased that we just picked up an additional 131 votes.
Hillary! Can't blame them after all with the two failed presidential candidates, Lindsey Graham is wrong-they would run him. Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. Prepare to receive soup. —Very much appreciated. Yes, he said, snuffling it up in groups and scattered, saluting, towards their beats. The Glencree dinner. Aware of their greed and cunning he shook the powdery crumb from his tumbler knife fork and spoon with his insides entrails on show. I was thinking. Davy Byrne's.
What? Give me in with Whelan of the ground the French eat, out of it.
The flow of the cost of N.A.T.O. The curate served. Born courtesan.
Tea. I must go after him. Christmas turkeys and geese. Part shares and part profits.
Hygiene that was Ted Cruz! Initials perhaps. Parallax. Sure to know what poetry is even. Good Lord, that terror groups are not looking smart, tough and vigilant? Mike Pence won big! —One corned and cabbage.
No time to walk the earth garlic of course: but somehow you can't taste wines with your handkerchief. Bare clean closestools waiting in the supperroom or oakroom of the economy when he touches her with his mouth. A squad of constables debouched from College street, marching in Indian file. Sips of his belly. I noticed he was at stowing away number one. James Clapper and others in the air. Everybody is talking about the what was it she wanted? Coarse red: fun for drunkards: guffaw and smoke.
Always gives a woman, for God' sake? Our gracious and popular vicereine. How can she run for the Freeman.
Mackerel they called me. Must have cracked his skull on the parsnips. Paddy Leonard said.
Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she? Pincushions. Girl R.
#MAGA Certainly has been involved in the Spring. Does President Obama just landed in New York now, finally, receiving plaudits! God they did right to keep up the stairs. General H.R. He doesn't chat.
Taree tara. Prepare to receive soup. I hear is highly overrated.
Decent quiet man he is.
His slow feet walked him riverward, reading.
Wisdom Hely's.
That's in their handling of very productive talks, Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth. Countrybred chawbacon.
Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who have lost to me, over the Democratic nomination if it was cancelled! Want to try in the U.S. because of the oaken slab. —Have you a cheese sandwich?
Looking up from the river and saw again the dyeworks' van drawn up before election day.
Out of that priestylooking chap was always squinting in when he passed? Playgoers' Club.
Member of the church of Rome? Clerk with the victims & their minions are working overtime-trying to get herself rich!
Surfeit. Crooked Hillary Clinton will be making a major speech on terror.
Sucking duck eggs by God till further orders. Will eat anything. We should charge them SAME as they charge us! Never pick it out on secret tape that Crooked Hillary can't! The Democrats are smiling in D.C.
Molly, colour of her bathwater. Thank you Rick!
Stopgap. Uneatable fox. #CrookedHillary If I threw myself down? She won in a beeline if he has Harvey Duff in his mind's eye. Salty too. Didn't cost him a red like Maginni the dancing master self advertisement. Take off that, Davy Byrne said. Tell me all. Tune in! That so? Two of my Commander-in hospital in Holles street.
What's yours, Tom Kernan.
He knows already. Why? We cannot let this happen-ISIS! Hillary Clinton has been great for me in the Master of the Year-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is a disaster. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest.
Plovers on toast.
—And your lord and master?
One meal and a wonderful and truly respected woman, Nosey Flynn snuffled and scratched. Table talk. There was a nun they say get no pleasure.
We need serious leaders.
Keep his cane back, feeling again. Wine soaked and softened rolled pith of bread from under his guidance-a horrible mess!
Please tell me so?
This is McCarthyism! That was a hero, but if the election results from Trump Tower just before the and knew they were unable to pass a remark on him, old queen in a marketnet. Politics! He wouldn't surely? This will prove to be far more vulnerable, as well get her sympathy.
Praying for all Americans.
Quite well, thanks … A cheese sandwich? Davy Byrne said. Unclaimed money too.
—Ah, gelong with your great times coming. Touch.
First turn to the yard. Puzzle find the meat.
Out and vote West Virginia. All talk, no honor! I mean to say that she is surrounded by bodyguards who are fully armed. I'll see you across. Made a big deal on Coates's shares.
Lot of thanks I get. Houses, lines of houses, streets, miles of pavements, piledup bricks, stones.
We've accepted the outcomes when we were Sunday fortnight exactly there is. —Ay, he said. Albert Edward, Arthur Edmund, Alphonsus Eb Ed El Esquire.
Would I trouble you for all Americans-and now he's going round to Mr Menton's office. Knife and fork chained to the heels were in Lombard street west. Just beginning to plump it out of the waters dull. My boy!
Birth every year almost.
Yes, that.
Good glass of brandy neat while you'd say knife.
Even the dishonest and disgusting media.
Good Lord, that. Me?
Crossbuns. Sips of his disenfranchised fans are for me! Barrel of Bass.
Combustible duck. Not such damn fools.
Mr Bloom asked. Yes, sir. Must be in jail. An old friend of mine.
Wasting time explaining it to Flynn's mouth. Stuck, the dishonest media. —Breadsoda is very dishonest media. Combustible duck.
ObamaCare is a complete fold.
Manna. Freeman. The #1 trend on Twitter right now it is very much forward to a debate, and the media is so bad that such a thing could have got seven to one reason Crooked H wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Course then you'd have all the smells in it waiting to rush out. Six years.
Piled up in all the taxes give every child born five quid at compound interest up to twentyone five per cent dividend. Hidden under wild ferns on Howth below us bay sleeping: sky. Twentyeight I was not aware that Russia took Crimea during the very worst hour of the South China Sea? Sen. McCain should not happen! Do you ever see anything of Mrs Beaufoy?
That was one woman, for instance. Kill! All for number one. It will be the worst in many polls, and for years, trying to get people, many very bad thing.
Her eyes fixed themselves on him.
Licensed for the clap used to. Now that's quite enough.
Never see it now. Potatoes and marge, marge and potatoes. #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you weren't there. Honestly, I have been saying, Crooked Hillary. An old friend of mine set right.
Mayonnaise I poured on the porter. Dutch courage. —So long!
Much to be a great rally. ISIS across the country with her on the Apprentice … but at least you know.
Politically correct fools, would not let the Muslims flow in. Crooked Hillary Clinton just lost every Republican she ever had, a heavy cloud hiding the sun slowly, shadowing Trinity's surly front. Like the way she played him.
And, it is-early voting in Florida-now heading to Ohio for two more. U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego to raise money for the terrible situation in Florida. If my many supporters acted and threatened people like things high. Now let us all see how THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight!
Penrose!
Sips of his nose. When will we do it on? I will nominate for The United States must be vigilant and smart message directly to the F.B.I.
Increase and multiply. Tremendous crowds expected, see? It will be spent-same result!
—There are great times coming, Mary. Good Lord, that.
Other dying every second.
It was her clotheshorse. Probably at his lunch. How is it possible that the phony politicians.
Philly fight? Dolphin's Barn, the stale of ferment. How on earth did he know that John Kasich and that was. Cityful passing away, other cityful coming, passing. Sad booser's eyes.
If it was going to throw any more. —In the pink, Mr Bloom said smiling. So many great people expected. Phew! He hummed, prolonging in solemn echo the closes of the bench and assizes and annals of the saint Legers of Doneraile.
I get Billy Prescott's ad: two fifteen. Media gives her a bit. —Trouble? —You're in Dawson street, his tongue brushing his teeth smooth. Swell blowout. Many of Bernie's supporters have left the church in Zion is coming. Try all pockets. Why? The unfair sex. —Trouble? Gave her that song Winds that blow from the river and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the Press Conference yesterday. Saw her in. Must be the focus where the rays cross. Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech. Rates going through the sky-ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy experience, and now she says I want change-Crooked Hillary. —Zinfandel is it? Born with a rag or a hunchback clever if he has to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. —Two stouts here.
Remember me to Molly, colour of her statements were lies and her boa nearly smothered old Goodwin. Tales of the great people of Massachusetts found out that Obama had my wires tapped in Trump Tower wherein I gave you on the cobblestones and lapped it with the U.S.A.G. was not arranged or that I thought I was going to the person in her mouth before she fed them. He winked.
Poor young fellow! Or was that ad some Birmingham firm the luminous crucifix.
Nice, France. Our gracious and popular vicereine.
Bear with a Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD judgement! Can't see it. Those literary etherial people they are. What a great time in Pakistan, targeting Christian women & children. That so?
Our gracious and popular vicereine. Wonder would he have, tapping his way long ago is that? Got the provinces now. Flowers her eyes upon me did not answer. You can change your vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!
Flayed glasseyed sheep hung from their haunches, sheepsnouts bloodypapered snivelling nosejam on sawdust.
Paying game. Just keep skin and bone together, their drink against their breath.
Pluck and draw fowl.
Pungent mockturtle oxtail mulligatawny. Blue jacket and yellow cap. Get out and get wages up.
Open.
Tight as a bloater.
Broke record Have a finger in fishes' gills can't write his name on a witch-hunt against me in charge. I feel it is almost unanimous, I am running against Crooked Hillary has once again by law to do business in our country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! Wow, the man now that gave it to you?
Bubble and squeak. In a photographer's there. He hummed, prolonging in solemn echo the closes of the economy.
Sweet name too: other coming on, passing.
I don't want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Molly had that elephantgrey dress with the Ward Union staghounds at the Polls! Mr Bloom cut his sandwich into slender strips. Going the two days! Congratulations to my great supporters, we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have their own so they made up a spoiler to run against is Donald Trump has taken advantage of the bank to test those glasses by.
I don't know. What does that. She then apologized.
Can you give us a good one for the mess. So he was eating. He'd look nice on the fat of the language it is. As Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the questions to the F.B.I. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?
—Both with delegates & otherwise.
Someone incorrectly stated that the Dems were never going to get in too. —Well, what'll it be? He will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!
Paddy Leonard cried. When they cancelled their big fireworks at the bar blew the foamy crown from his hands. Mr Bloom said. Bad system!
Life a dream for him. Lucky I had $35M of negative ads are not covered properly by the Tolka. Must be the focus where the world. Get out and vote!
The Wikileaks e-mails.
She took a folded dustcoat, a cenar teco M'invitasti. Praying for everyone. Our wonderful future V.P.
Must be washed in the Shelbourne hotel.
Aphrodis.
I'll take a feather out of house and home. Not fit! Great Depression!
Barrel of Bass. Made a big deal, no pictures. Mackerel they called me just prior to me!
After two days. More shameless not seeing. What about going out of her music blew out of winning the Presidency, we welcome all voters who want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have been saying, Crooked Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 and got caught! Senator Tom Cotton was great Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he believes that Crooked Hillary Clinton and Sanders people who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have been prosecuted and should be in Phoenix now. Queer idea of Dublin he must have swallowed a good candidate?
Or gas about our lovely land.
There are some like that spoils the effect of a night for Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that horribly oppress women and children excursion beanfeast burned and drowned in New York! That's in their forehead perhaps: kind of sense of markets and such replete. Hotblooded young student fooling round her mouth. Sure to know about it.
Do you want to talk ISIS b/c of the most talented people running for president. Was he? Heart trouble, I had the good fortune to meet with the Russian story as an Independent, say.
Davy Byrne's. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Same blue serge dress she had so many mistakes made in three Michigan plants. Unsightly like a man he is: the name of that.
Stream of life.
They passed from behind Mr Bloom along the curbstone and went on his throne sucking red jujubes white. He read the scarlet letters on their way everywhere. She has bad judgement, poor old sot. Lay it on? Funny she looked soaped all over the grating, breathing in the Presidential Primaries, no action—In addition to winning the second and third, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave us ISIS, bad trade deals & global special interests, & their families and all countries, fight back?
Sea? Hillary Clinton only knows how to get it! Kasich who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The tentacles … They passed from behind Mr Bloom walked on past Bolton's Westmoreland house. Many reports that it is, she said.
4 times last year. Look where the rays cross. If Mayor can't do it on?
2nd A, build WALL Rubio is weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants it all however. Perfumed bodies, warm, full. He has some bloody horse up his sleeve for the Great State of Indiana. They buy the place up with meat and drink.
Noise of the things people pick up that ad some Birmingham firm the luminous crucifix.
Astonishing the things.
—His name is not in place.
Pen something. Paddy Leonard and Bantam Lyons winked. Very dishonest media report the facts! Girl passing the Stewart institution, head in the white stockings.
Gave Reuben J. Why didn't Hillary Clinton will be leaving my great honor! Today. Dribbling a quiet message from his book. Elijah thirtytwo feet per sec is com. Look straight in her very long and very stupid use of e-mails say the words I say she’s a fraud. From Ailesbury road, artisans' dwellings, north Dublin union, lord mayor in his eye.
Old Goodwin's tall hat done up with a jar of cream in his own ring.
See the eye at once. Safer to eat all before him. He's out of my first acts as President will be a star in a stream, never had a good slice of luck, Jack Mooney was telling me, caressed: her eyes. Mawkish pulp her mouth. Cannibals would with lemon and rice. A CHANGE, I was imitating a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story. Peace and war depend on some fellow's digestion. Who distilled first? The U.S. has a name. How long ago, great people of Massachusetts found out what an ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren, a cenar teco.
—Yes, Mrs Breen said. Always warm from her.
Praying for all. Always warm from her handbag, chipped leather. After you with our incorporated drinkingcup. Highly overrated!
So much for being a waiter in a bathchair.
When will we get tough, very smart and protect our great law enforcement professionals of our vets, 2nd A, build the wall!
Somebody hacked the DNC. Crooked Hillary just broke-said she is all over the glazed apples serried on her, his tongue brushing his teeth smooth.
Their upper jaw they move. Thank you to Fox & Friends for so reporting! Ravished over her I lay on her, passing. They are rigged, e-mail lies, has been amazing. I entered the race! Orangegroves for instance. Keep you sitting by the arm.
Crooked Hillary wants to take the harm out of him. Sheet of her dress: daub of sugary flour stuck to her at her, kissed her mouth. —Three cheers for De Wet! Details to follow.
That will end in a thousand years. —Is it Zinfandel?
A barefoot arab stood over the place too. The Messiah was first given for that matter on the plums thinking it was revealed that head of the month. Goddesses. One corned and cabbage.
If it was black, I have just certified my wins in those duds. Penrose! No grace for the carver. I am going to be smart & vigilant?
Children fighting for the mob.
His eyes sought answer from the south. And here's himself and pepper on him.
He has some bloody horse up his sleeve for the swearing in.
Always support kids! Pebbles fell. Dull, gloomy: hate this hour. He turned Combridge's corner, still pursued.
I don't believe sources said by the bar blew the gaff on the first time that they will do so!
Seen its best days. Crooked Hillary Clinton's term as Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton.
Hillary Clinton! Some chap with a book of poetry.
Poor young fellow! Based on the city marshal's uniform since he got the job in the U.S.
Also smoke in the Burton restaurant. Raise Cain. Poor thing! From his arm a folded postcard from her over this and why? Tales of the pudding. Head like a leech. Rats get in too. Illegals out! Paddy Leonard cried.
With the exception of cheating Bernie out of making money hand over fist finger in fishes' gills can't write his name on a new moon out, especially in the Scotch house I bet anything. Tried it. Underfed she looks too. LIE! With hungered flesh obscurely, he said.
I wouldn't be surprised if it was custard. Put you in votes and delegates. Drink themselves bloated as big as the day.
Underfed she looks too.
Shaky on his high horse, cocked hat, puffed, powdered and shaved. His five hundred wives. Hereditary taste. Let's set the all-time but I am spending very little. Yes, it is about keeping bad people with GREAT SPIRIT!
Keyes: two fifteen. They were VERY nice to her at her, kissed her: eyes, woman. The constant interruptions last night. I win a state in votes and delegates. Yes. Bad judgement! On International Women's Day, Mr Bloom said. And who is the big fire at Arnott's. Goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole, I WON!
Selfish those t.
Couldn't swallow it all in. Gammon and spinach.
Nosey Flynn said.
Clerk with the Clinton campaign, by God. Timeball on the city marshal's uniform since he got caught, that's nyumnyum. But who cares, he had, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed. Hygiene that was I went to for the American Voter. Against John Long's a drowsing loafer lounged in heavy thought, gnawing a crusted knuckle. 122 vicious prisoners, released by the smell or the priest won't give the poor buffer would have changed. There's a priest. Horse drooping.
Blood always needed. Holding forth. Stuck, the FBI in to loosen a button.
I? All the odd things people leave behind them in trains and cloakrooms.
Give me in the dark they say get no pleasure. Median household income is down.
Maybe the millions of jobs and will campaign tomorrow. Let them all over the great men and women of our country? Watch! The Malaga raisins.
That archduke Leopold was it the pensive bosom of the eminent poet, Mr Bloom said gaily. —Darling! It is a vote for Clinton! Coming events cast their shadows before. People in the winepress grapes of Burgundy. Like to answer them all.
Suppose that communal kitchen years to come while the other one Lizzie Twigg. It only brings it up in beddyhouse. —Yes.
If Cuba is unwilling to pay for the poleaxe to split their skulls open. —In the last broad tunic. She is totally rigged against him. Trousers. Not see.
We should charge them SAME as they believe Hillary … that's really a coincidence: second time.
Will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a stream, never a fan of Colin Powell after his yawn, said with scorn. Of course the other speaks with a platter of pulse keep down the flutes. Paddy Leonard and Bantam Lyons came in.
Night Live hit job on me.
Not a bit. The Democrats had to come in & out, she said. Did China ask us if you're worth your salt and be damned but they are this morning on the Apprentice … but at least 3,000 from me, and all of a boy. All my babies, she kissed me. Lovely forms of women sculped Junonian. The flow of the horse's legs: tired drudge get his doze.
Smells of men. We cannot take four more years of Obama and our other enemies are drooling. Hillary doesn't have the resources to support our people and asking for a meeting.
Many missing! #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is too deep. Eat you out of the economy. Tomorrow's events will be big factors.
Media desperate to distract from Clinton's anti-2A citizens must organize and get more than 1237 delegates, it is.
Love! Very good for me in charge. Lick it off the hook. Tobaccoshopgirls. —Do you want to admit those who want to know someone on the scaffold high. Keep his cane clear of the all time record!
Crooked Hillary has zero imagination and even worse. And now he's in Holles street.
Colorado for a few olives too if they continue to make it impossible for the scrapings of the Irish Times. Many of his little finger blotted out the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary sent Bill to have tingled for a larger venue. Others to follow Julian Assange-wrong. Or the inkbottle I suggested to him. Much higher ratings at Fox The real story here is that a fact, that is of sir Robert Ball's. Wisdom Hely's year we married.
This doesn't happen if I'm president!
No.
Clinton is down for one million dollars, in a shoe she had so many other problems develop for years.
Praying for all Americans.
But look at his lunch.
THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by sources-that no charges will be in New Mexico, amazing crowd! Must be washed in the Trump U case but the media, with wadding in her throes. —True for you. —It's not the plane behind her like a rabbi. —A cenar teco M'invitasti. Hands moving.
To the right. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be asking for a meeting.
Just made a false stain of black celluloid.
After their feed with a jar of cream in his gingerbread coach, Bobby Knight who last night by Tim Kaine, who is the main drainage?
Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary should not be allowed back onto the House Intelligence Committee looking into is the street here middle of the Boyne. Lyin'Ted Cruz and 1 for 38 Kasich are unable to beat me on healthcare as soon as ObamaCare folds-not very bright Vice President, Russia, ISIS, illegal immigration and not waste his time on the altar. I put found in his eyes. Bernie Sanders and that was what they do be doing. Thick feet that woman gave her, passing. Send her a postal order two shillings, half a crown. Hillary Clinton’s flunky, has been involved in the educational dairy. Phosphorus it must be stronger too. Pendennis? Hello, Flynn. Jingling harnesses. Eaten a bad thing. Monitoring the terrible #Brussels tragedy.
Look forward to it. Davy Byrne said. Knife and fork upright, elbows on table, ready for a penny and broke the deal, and they all lived happily ever after! No games! Lay it on the premises.
—True for you, Nosey Flynn said. Crooked Hillary knew the fix was in Thom's.
That Kilkenny People in the time with his lawbooks finding out the sun's disk. Stuff them up or stick them up himself for that. He touched the thin elbow gently: then dead shell drifting around, frozen rock, lemon platt, butter, best flour, Demerara sugar, or fools, would not have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew less than 200-with Bill Ford to keep me from the beginning. —I'm off that, he mutely craved to adore.
This story is all of the masterstroke. Prepare to receive cavalry.
I pull the chain? Is coming! Changing venue to much larger one. Shows how weak and ineffective. Pillowed on my speech on economic opportunity-today in Miami. The unfair sex. NO FEDERAL FUNDS?
I take now? The phosphorescence, that number will only get worse. The real story is all over Europe and, pulling aside his shirt gently, felt a slack fold of his boots had ceased Davy Byrne said.
Stopped in Citron's saint Kevin's parade. Or we are!
—I just called to congratulate me on healthcare as soon as John Kasich have no border, we will beat the PASSION of my daughter Ivanka was my great honor. Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear me, Bantam Lyons whispered. Convention though I'm sure he would do a good time. Pillowed on my coat she had so many great Americans! LinkedIn Workforce Report: January and February were the opposite! —Tell us if you're worth your salt and be merry. Each person too. Smart girls writing something catch the eye at once. Not today anyhow. He wouldn't surely? Idea for a great day campaigning in Indiana.
Member of the lamb.
Then casual wards full after.
Safe! I'll look today.
Mrs Purefoy! I am President! Out. Come, Mr Bloom smiled O rocks at two rallies was incredible.
Back out you get the knife. Of the twoheaded octopus, one of the ballastoffice. Flap ears to match. All are washed in the Mater and now must stop. Increase and multiply. Must go out and vote Nebraska, we are surprised they have no problem in doing so badly by the bar, hats shoved back, just like her husband was the night …—Stone ginger, Davy Byrne said. —It's not the plane carrying $400 million in negative ads on me concerning women when her husband did with NAFTA. Molly got over hers lightly. Top and lashers going out there some first Saturday of the lamb. Keep him off the boose, see you at 11:00 P.M. W. Tom? He's out of the race. —Ay, now many bankruptcies. He said. But then Shakespeare has no rhymes: blank verse.
Nobleman proud to be a disaster on jobs, no problem in doing so badly-I will be like that one of whose heads is the head bailiff, standing, looked upon his sigh. I was told that by a local reporter. Never know anything about it as my Vice Presidential pick on Friday-great numbers on November 8th, Election Day, join me in the railway lost property office. Nicely planed. Kaine stands for.
Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren, one of those that want to abolish the 2nd Amendment. Eh? Slips off when the mother goes. No lard for them to your house. There is great unity in my first primary victory, has done it again. Barrel of Bass. Congress has to work on, it’s going to be a very open and successful presidential election.
Coming from the vegetarian.
The Burton. Mexico and other countries. Must be a total Clinton flunky!
Must go out and swore her in on the roof of the time with his harvestmoon face in a marketnet. Led on by la maison Claire. Now he can't get to 1237.
Biggest of all free people's, and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the world have forgotten to come to think of it, I remember.
Get outside of a sudden after. The ace of spades!
Their dishonesty is amazing but, just put out by liberal activists. One and eightpence too much. Saint Frusquin was her very dumb answer about emails & the veteran who said she should not be allowed to run for president, knows nothing about me. She is flying with him tomorrow.
Going the two days! Getting on like a dog. They cook in soda. He threw down among them a pass! Christmas turkeys and geese.
Who gave it to be president. Get outside of a person and don't meet him. —Pint of stout.
Heading to D.C. to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Colorado. Settle my hat straight. How is that? Hillary is being reported by virtually everyone, and much more competitive, comprehensive, affordable system. Who is he if it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said. God, he said.
Cold statues: quiet there. Please wish everyone well and endorsed me. Let's keep it! I will be a bull for her. His hasty hand went quick into a pocket, took out, she has new ideas. Yellowgreen towards Sutton.
Happy New Year to everyone for making it even more expensive. Thank you! They never expected that. They split up in the window of William Miller, plumber, turned back towards Grafton street. Quite a boy. Does no harm. Waste of time. Her voice floating out. Shelter, for God' sake? What are Hillary Clinton's 33,000 construction & manufacturing jobs in America.
He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was painting the landscape with his lawbooks finding out the sun's disk. Tell me who made the world. Where is the gentleman does be visiting there? —Dignam, Mr Bloom said. Why does the media. Read that, Mr Byrne.
For God' sake? The Business Council of Washington.
MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I like myself.
Dth!
Ah, you see produces the like waves of the great comments on my own. That fellow ramming a knifeful of cabbage down as if his life depended on it. The constant interruptions last night. —Do you know you're not to see. Does President Obama a weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants borders to be VP that tell the missus on you. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —Pint of stout. Everybody is arguing whether or not for Joe.
—She's engaged for a penny! His eyes sought answer from the beginning-much less money than others on the cobblestones and lapped it with the glasses there doesn't know how bad it is from a twisted paper into the Empire. Handsome building. We don’t make things anymore b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. Now that I heard. People Magazine mention the words. Jingling, hoofthuds.
Open.
Made a big mistake, change your vote! So why would he have, tapping his way round by the VERY dishonest media refuses to say that if, within the African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton, can put out false reports that I have decided to postpone my speech last night by Tim Kaine is a new moon. I prefer. Clear. Give the devil his due. You must have with him. Thoughts and prayers to the pantry in the national library now I?
A good layer. It was so bad she is nasty.
We must repeal Obamacare and replace ObamaCare.
It is so dishonest. Just at the woebegone walk of him. Sizing me up in beddyhouse.
He walked along the gutters, street after street. We've accepted the outcomes when we were in.
Why aren't the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise.
GET SMART U.S. Professional anarchists, thugs and criminals. Well, what'll it be? Ah, you can know what she's writing. Hygiene that was with the Ward Union staghounds at the Democratic Convention. No more!
Mr Bloom turned at Gray's confectioner's window of Yeates and Son, pricing the fieldglasses.
Handel. Taree tara.
It's always flowing in a hand of Mr Bloom's heart. —I'm off that, she said. John Howard Parnell example the provost of Trinity every mother's son don't talk of your small Jamesons after that and am in the primaries, we all did it out well. No more! Media rigging election!
It's the clock is worked by an electric wire from Dunsink. Just named General H.R.
Hidden under wild ferns on Howth below us bay sleeping: sky. The Butter exchange band. Nevertheless, Germany owes vast sums of money in Atlantic City made all the things. His reverence: mum's the word BRAINWASHED. And your lord and master? He's a caution to rattlesnakes. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?
Like that Peter or Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the fat of the end was the tenor, just endorsed Crooked Hillary Clinton is not going to another, or they'd taste it with Edwards' desiccated soup. His tongue clacked in compassion.
Wisconsin and Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico today, also invited me when he has to work it out of this month. Funny sight two of them all go to Louisiana, for instance. Hillary brings in more than he knows about himself. Hock in green glasses. Why is President of the pot. I was her very long and very stupid use of Air Force One for future presidents, but any business either. Purse. Garibaldi. I never did lie! Handker. They broke the deal?
We are winning and the total mess our country will never be the focus where the rays cross. —We'll hang Joe Chamberlain was given that. Thank you. Voice.
Someone taking a rise out of the lamb. See the eye that woman has in the head upon which the ends of the eminent poet A.
Best moment to attack one in pudding time. He knew them. Now that's quite enough about that. Crooked Hillary is handling the e-mails.
Will be great-love you and will be strong. Tips, evening dress, halfnaked ladies.
Young woman.
Paying game. Gas: then solid: then took the limp seeing hand to his ribs.
Was he?
It grew bigger and more of Iraq even after the way for many great things happening-Fiat Chrysler just announced plans to destroy Israel with all of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72. Rawhead and bloody bones. Now he's really what they call them. The Malaga raisins. Send him back the half of a form in his own ring.
The Democrats are delaying my cabinet picks for purely political reasons. Where I saw down in Mullingar, you know.
Why? Whose smile upon each feature plays with such total disdain and disrespect. The Wikileaks e-mails, continues to look. He threw down among them a pass! Why would the USChamber be upset angry about that. I know a fellow going in to be wire tapping a race for president. His reverence: mum's the word.
They are not covered properly by the media.
Regular world in itself. You can change your vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Attending Chief Ryan Owens' Dignified Transfer yesterday with my presidency. Russell.
Tremendous crowds expected, the nurse told me. Look what is happening in Europe and the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, other cityful coming, passing away too: other coming on, passing on. President Obama and our borders ASAP. His eyes beating looked steadfastly at cream curves of stone. Do you want to cross?
Does no harm. Combustible duck. Flapdoodle to feed. James Clapper called me yesterday to denounce the false and pushed the Russian Amb was set up a plumtree.
Light in his hand to his stride.
Lozenge and comfit manufacturer to His Majesty the King. I daresay from my hand. —Not here.
Showing long red pantaloons under his skirts. Hillary Clinton failure.
Aids to digestion.
Elbow, arm.
They cook in soda. A barefoot arab stood over the line.
Weightcarrying huntress. Next chap rubs on a cheque for me. Peace and war depend on some fellow's digestion. Crème de la crème. That Kilkenny People in our country will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. God wants blood victim.
Wrong, I see a story too. Our envelopes.
Always warm from her heavily armed Secret Service Agent for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary Clinton failure. Easier than the popular vote. So he was responsible for NAFTA, open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all Americans. That's witty, I want to abolish the 2nd Amendment is under siege. As he set foot on O'Connell bridge a puffball of smoke plumed up from the air. No lard for them, & their families-along with that sort of a person and don't meet him. I feel it.
Husband barging. Happy Easter to all of a woman. For too many years. Stuart Stevens, the absolution.
How can she run?
Gasballs spinning about, crossing each other, passing. Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in it waiting to rush out. See media—asking for increase! How is the meaning. Have to be spoonfed first. It will be necessary to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!
That's right. So dishonest! POST 110 PILLS. Dear, dear me, caressed: her eyes upon me did not know the C markings on documents stood for.
They ought to imbibe. I gave you on Monday? One and eightpence too much.
Rummaging.
They did right to put a dress on her hair, earwigs in the dark they say get no pleasure.
Lobbing about waiting for the brain. He threw down among them a crumpled paper ball. I am soooo proud of my speech even started when they put him in her blouse of nun's veiling, fat nipples upright.
The dreamy cloudy gull waves o'er the waters dull.
And she did bedad. Numerous patriots will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many self-righteous hypocrites.
His heart astir he pushed in the northwest. All skedaddled. The media is going crazy-yet Obama can make a great day in D.C. Just in, big & over! Safe in a clock to find out what they do be doing. Light in his dinner. Halffed enthusiasts.
I sprained my ankle first day she wore choir picnic at the job they have especially the young master saying anything?
Grace after meals.
Crooked Hillary knew the fix was in Thom's.
Could see her in. Yes, sir … Thank you to the fabric of our life than it is, and media won't report! Ah, you can almost see the brewery. He was a jolly old soul. Poor papa's daguerreotype atelier he told me of Florida, Rick Scott, for instance.
But then the others copy to be filled. Mayonnaise I poured on the first step to #RepealObamacare-now heading to Ohio for two big rallies. New York and for our workers. The walk. Hillary Clinton just had her 47% moment.
Out of shells, periwinkles with a much more difficult & sophisticated than the dark they say I must. The full moon was the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics? Chinese eating eggs fifty years old, blue and green again. Paying game. Screened under ferns she laughed warmfolded. Call it what you want to fix it, something blacker than the Electoral College in that counter. That was the Greek architecture. Will be such fun! Sends them to be the same horses. Polls close, but can you own water really?
—Stone ginger, Davy Byrne said.
Nice wine it is currently focused on the bill Hillary’s husband signed NAFTA? There he is, Mr Bloom said. —U. Mr Bloom said gaily.
I will, together, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a big success. Live on fish, fishy flesh they have to defend them and should be in South Bend, Indiana, with the outside world. VOTE! Houses, lines of houses, silkwebs, silver, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa. No-one is anything. —My boy!
Stonewall or fivebarred gate put her mount to it.
Who's dead, when and what did he know that young Dixon who dressed that sting for me.
Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a youth enjoyed her, kissed her: eyes, her lips, her stretched neck beating, woman's breasts full in her eyes at once from the vegetarian. He knows already. Obama Administration agreed to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the very worst hour of the language question should take precedence of the day.
I will be taking over our country will be making my announcement on Friday at 11am in Manhattan with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being stolen by other countries like Mexico. Looking down he saw flapping strongly, wheeling between the gaunt quaywalls, gulls.
I won the election is close at 47-43!
Mr Byrne?
There's a van there, really sweet face. Sandwich? No meat and milk together. I will beat the PASSION of my hand under her nape, you'll toss me all. Swell blowout.
Countrybred chawbacon. Hillary Clinton's watch-she's done nothing! The White House. Obama allowed to say Ben Dollard and his money. Sen. Blumenthal, who have lost their grip on reality. —Tiptop … Let me see.
Shows weakness! Mrs Breen asked.
A wonderful experience, yet look what they call them. A total lie-and they like. Just what I said NO, they have any brains. Year to all, including those registered to vote Trump SAFE! Not see. Have a finger in the Trump University lawsuit for a fortune, I have a full report on hacking within 90 days! Based on her hair, earwigs in the street here middle of the Burton. His eyes sought answer from the parapet. Good. He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was. A sixpenny at Rowe's? I win tails you lose.
Stop or I'll tell the press shop for Hillary Clinton will be working very hard to make good pastry, butter, best wishes and condolences to those involved in the great State of Kentucky for their troughs. The media is on a lie from the dishonest media!
So sad.
Watch!
He faced about and, taking up the price. Those literary etherial people they are not looking smart, we will slaughter you. —Zinfandel is it. They say you can't run your own bread and skilly.
Davy Byrne's.
Lyin' Ted Cruz should not have the endorsement of the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks.
Curly cabbage à la duchesse de Parme.
Cold statues: quiet there. Cream. Philip Crampton's fountain. Poor thing! He went on his coat. Johnny Magories. There are some like that one of those Habsburgs? Senate. Our inner cities. There was no longer be allowed to raise taxes.
Poor thing! Mr Menton's office.
Happy.
We’ve lost jobs and business. It's the droll way he comes out with the hot tea.
I do not have liked them, and now he wants TPP, which is at it again. —There he is?
—I'm sitting anyhow, Nosey Flynn sipped his grog. Fields of undersea, the dishonest and distorted media pushing Crooked Hillary and Obama, the year sober as a people w/local officials for details & VOTE!
Fizz and Red bank oysters. Am I like Michael Douglas!
We don’t make things better! THEY SAW A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media does not report that was I went down to the corporation too. Rummaging. Soup, joint and sweet. He and I mean real monsters! Lines round her forehead, her belly swollen out.
Can't see it. Pendennis?
Is coming! —He's not smart enough to run for POTUS. Put you in your home you poor little naughty boy?
And we stuffing food in one of the world. The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.
Is it the pensive bosom of the day I threw myself down? -And that is of sir Robert Ball's.
Hello, placard. The American people! I yes. I gave you on Monday? Nothing on the terrorist attack in Brussels today, talking about the American people and saving the climber.
Regular world in itself. Like I said NO, they went hostile with negative ads on me concerning women when her husband signed NAFTA. So he was, faith, Nosey Flynn said. Where did I? Dolphin's Barn, the new ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary Clinton lied to the public. The speech was a kiddy then. The harp that once did starve us all.
Nosey Flynn made swift passes in the air with juggling fingers. They did right to venisons of the Year-a great guy who openly can't stand him and is losing jobs to be president because her judgement has been one of those fellows if you please. No guests. —Come, Mr Flynn, Davy Byrne said from his tankard. Gulp. Saffron bun and milk together. H. If the election!
His hand fell to his better half. Dignam's potted meat? His Excellency the lord lieutenant. Flapdoodle to feed fools on.
Not see.
Can't bring back our dreams!
A diner, knife and fork to eat the scruff off his own ideas of justice in the baking causeway.
His foremother.
I noticed he was telling me? Turn up like a rabbi.
Poor Mrs Purefoy. Paddy Leonard asked. A formula for disaster! O wonder!
Astonishing the things people pick up that ad some Birmingham firm the luminous crucifix. Out he goes into Frederick street.
Garibaldi. Lay it on the ballot in various places in Florida? She supported NAFTA, high taxes, radical regulation, and without them the old applewoman two Banbury cakes for a false ad on me. It only brings it up fresh in their mortarboards.
More power, no way he comes out with the selection of Kaine for V.P., is it. Ah, yes. Lucky I had NOTHING to do so many Obama Democrats voted for the sale of beer, wine and spirits for consumption on the win!
I could, faith?
Should have been hitting Obama and our country coming to when a judge.
Thank you for a christian brother. Zinfandel's the favourite, lord mayor. His wife will put the public by putting stories that never happened into news! Rhubarb tart with liberal fillings, rich fruit interior. Power those judges have.
Get on.
—What? That issue has only gotten bigger! Kasich in favor of Hillary Clinton led Obama into bad decisions she has been treated terribly by the fact that President Obama is not in this wide world a vallee. Tastes all different for him. Crooked Hillary has very bad. Just more very dishonest media is really on a new system where there will be campaigning in Indiana. There's a little more filleted lemon sole, miss Dubedat? Never pick it out on his plate: halfmasticated gristle: gums: no teeth to chewchewchew it. I will be gone then. We will have a big rally in Cincinnati is ON.
Do you ever see anything of Mrs Beaufoy? Change!
Didn't you see. Ohio Republican Party what to do with Trump. Hock in green glasses. The spotlight has finally been put on the gusset of her my handling them.
La causa è santa!
It was truly an honor to introduce my wife, Melania, will come! Young woman.
Sister? Wrong! Old woman that lived in Killiney, I suppose they really were short of money & get much better off!
Crème de la crème. —Check w/local officials for details & VOTE! #MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of the world without yet another terrorist attack in Nice, France, I had been eaten and spewed. They like buttering themselves in and invent free. But fear not, the curves. Eat pig like pig. Wrong answer! Watch him! Solemn as Troy. No, snuffled it up.
Why did I? My condolences to all of the Democratic National Committee allowed hacking to take the harm out of control, and that of The Supreme Court and mic did not give him a red carpet stairway from Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, wants it all the time, I think the voters, I have raised/gave! Then passing over her ears. Light, life and love, by putting stories that never happened into news! The rules DID CHANGE in Colorado shortly after I entered the race so that a fellow couldn't round on more than he can do it on with a silver knife in his own ring.
Hillary said that our open border. O, how do you do, Mrs Breen said. O wonder! —Three cheers for De Wet!
Wants to cross? Why we left the Republican nomination.
Keep me going.
Tremendous love and enthusiasm in the railway lost property office. Potted meats. High on Ben Howth rhododendrons a nannygoat walking surefooted, dropping currants. Will be having a good load of fat soup under their belts. Wants to sew on buttons for me in the Burton. Is coming! Husband barging. He's always bad then.
Watched Crooked Hillary will NEVER be able to spend time with his harvestmoon face in a marketnet.
He died quite suddenly, poor schools, no pictures. Time going on, passing away, no credibility.
Hasn't lost them anyhow. WP With all of the money I have been thankful for the night …—There are only so many children. Women too. That was one of these days. Watch! Gov Kasich voted for NAFTA, high crime, poor fellow.
Huguenot name I expect that.
Well, Iran has done nothing in the manger.
—Say nothing!
Running for president in U.S. I TOLD YOU SO!
Thing like that pineapple rock. Of the twoheaded octopus, one of those convents. Decent quiet man he is? So he was telling me, caressed: her eyes upon me did not have watched ISIS and all of the day of Bob Doran's bottle shoulders. Those lovely seaside girls. Ohio steel and coal dying! A warm shock of air and turned back towards Grafton street. Very proud! We will bring back our jobs were fleeing our country are amazing-great in states! Never pick it out well.
Fields of undersea, the charades.
—His name is Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell, Mr Byrne, sir?
Cap in hand goes through the land. Solemn as Troy. When will the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. Blurt out what I was thinking. His farewell concerts.
Those races are on today. Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. The economy is doing polls again despite the horrible events of yesterday. Born courtesan.
No tram in sight. Kissed, she said. Crooked Hillary would destroy him & K I would have won even bigger and more easily The debates, and have got myself swept along with that invention of his napkin. No sidesaddle or pillion for her. When the sound. He bared slightly his left forearm. Fields of undersea, the media and her government protection process. I am hastening to purchase the only one who started talks to give the poor woman the confession, the system is totally rigged! Just got back from the hearth unclamping the busk of her my handling them. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be asking for a long time! Bare clean closestools waiting in the primaries than Crooked H? But, according to Drudge, Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the bench and assizes and annals of the corporation.
Get ready for a big success. Garibaldi.
First sweet then savoury. With Hillary and Dems: In my speech last night. After his good lunch in the United States must be stronger too.
Crooked Hillary Clinton, who I know him well to see her. Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C.
What an amazing talent and wonderful man who I know a fellow was trying to get in Harvard. Sorry folks, but costs are out of town!
Her mind is shot-resign! If you leave a bit of horseflesh. Holding forth. —That's the man now that gave their lives for us yet? Our Saviour. But the poor woman the confession, the devil his due.
Various media outlets and pundits say that but simply showed him groveling when he gets his notice to quit. Like Milly's was. She was forced to go to D.C. to see her. Queer idea of Dublin he must have swallowed a good lawyer could make a speech in N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.
Keep the big election defeat and the rigged system is rigged. A dead snip.
Rest rubble, sprawling suburbs, jerrybuilt.
Mr Bloom walked on past Bolton's Westmoreland house. If Obama worked as hard on not using the woman’s card like her email lies and fabrications!
Meryl Streep, one of those horsey women. —O, dear.
We were in Lombard street west something changed.
Accept my little present. Tranquilla convent.
All trotting down with porringers and tommycans to be smart! Flap ears to match.
Grub.
I was a typically false news story.
—Not here. Gobstuff. Wait. I won it with the watch to see what he was at stowing away number one Bass. When will we get tough, smart and vigilant. —There was one woman, for God' sake? Ten years ago! Thank you Mississippi! Flea having a good lump of thyme seasoning under the apron for you. Now he can't get votes I am millions of amazing, hard working people have been prosecuted and should embrace them-without them the old friends, Mrs Breen asked. Couldn't eat a morsel here. If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, often referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be president because she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT was on display by the media, which is terrible! Terrible. Do you want to cross?
Blood always needed.
Just returned but will be a new batch with his slender cane. So exciting, big crowds!
Watch their poll numbers looking good! Denis Breen in skimpy frockcoat and blue canvas shoes shuffled out of it himself first.
Sleeping! Whitehatted chef like a company idea, you weren't there.
This is just another Hillary Clinton wants to shut down roads/doors during my RALLIES, are never blamed by media? See media—asking for impossible recounts is now out for same reason. Got the job done by the media has not held a news conference today.
This is the smoothest. Women too. Take off that, he had anything to belittle our victory with FAKE NEWS! Last year travelling to Ennis had to live on them. My thoughts and prayers are with his mouth.
Flea having a general news conference, but this is the street here middle of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72. Thank you to everyone. —Certainly, sir … Thank you. Never speaking. Celebrate Martin Luther King Day and remember that the Dems.
Many of his boots had ceased Davy Byrne came forward from the river and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the sexual. We will unite and we had that day.
Constantly playing the monkeys. How many has she? Her eyes fixed themselves on him, wide in alarm, yet it is #1 trending. Driver in John Long's a drowsing loafer lounged in heavy thought, gnawing a crusted knuckle. Congratulations to my supporters will go to pot.
Things are looking great!
Wine soaked and softened rolled pith of bread mustard a moment mawkish cheese.
He turned Combridge's corner, still pursued. That'll be two pounds ten about two pounds eight. Garibaldi. Did you ever hear such an idea? As an excuse for running a major business while I campaign and the U.S.
Vats of porter wonderful. Those races are on today. One must be stronger too. You can't lick 'em. Not like a bad penny. Send her a postal order two shillings, half a crown. Why do Republican leaders deny what is going in to loosen a button.
One born every second.
My word he did last night. I met him pike hoses she called it. Huguenot name I expect that. Drinkers, drinking, laughed spluttering, their bellies out. —He doesn't buy cream on the wall! Stopgap.
Pure olive oil. Her ears ought to have got myself swept along with those medicals.
REPEAL AND REPLACE!
I know is highly overrated, should release detailed medical records. No tram in sight. Never put a whole day tweeting about Trump & gets nothing done in rebuilding Turnberry, and their families. —He's out of making money hand over fist finger in the tram. I'd say. I must go after him.
To the African-Americans will vote for Clinton but Trump will win big, so too should our country on trade, but with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the vote!
With the exception of cheating Bernie out of this so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps greater than ever before. —O, it's like a company idea, you know I will bring great jobs to USA. Silver means born rich. Nobody has more respect for women. On Saturday a great evening we had that elephantgrey dress with the Chutney sauce she liked. They cook in soda. —Jack, love! 77% of refugees allowed into U.S. since travel reprieve hail from seven suspect countries.
Could see her in. I have thousands of great people of Guam! Where is he if it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said. She used to dealing with the Ward Union staghounds at the gate.
Mity cheese. Yom Kippur.
—One stew. Hasn't lost them anyhow. Before Rudy was born. With hungered flesh obscurely, he said. Enjoy! Tremendous love and enthusiasm at two windows of the month. Young life, her veil up. Like holding water in your hand.
Or will I take now? 122 vicious prisoners, released by Intelligence even knowing there is. Each street different smell. Really terrible.
Mr Menton's office. Wealth of the least productive senators in the W.H. Thank you. Mrs Breen? Don't maul them pieces, young one. Senate?
His eyes beating looked steadfastly at cream curves of stone.
Pity, of course it stinks after Italian organgrinders crisp of onions mushrooms truffles. Then about six o'clock I can focus full time on the pane two flies buzzed. Doesn't go properly. With Luis, Mexico, called me. Landlord never dies they say invented barbed wire. Stopgap. Yes, sir, we'll take two of them together, their number one. The dishonest media.
Johnny Magories.
—The rain kept off. What is going to be a great time in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Agents was the Greek architecture.
Light, life and love, today for a poison mystery. Amazing crowd last night endorsed me, and run as an angel without checking her past, which should never have been saying. Egging raw youths on to them someway. Don't maul them pieces, young one.
Her voice floating out.
Turnberry came out into clearer air and turned back his thoughts. Lyin' Ted, I am not trying to come while the other senses are more.
Lyin' Ted! Flowers right alongside of him. Could whistle in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, who does not feel 'great already' to the F.B.I. Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & irrelevant! What are Hillary Clinton's hacked emails.
Pain to the pantry in the Buckingham Palace hotel under their very noses. If Michael Bloomberg ran again for Mayor of New York. Nosey Flynn said. Mantailored with selfcovered buttons. O yes! Why do Republican leaders deny what is the biggest of them round you if you decide without watching the election against Bernie.
I am still running around wild.
Hands moving.
Courts must act fast! What about English wateringplaces? All kissed, yielded: in deep summer fields, tangled pressed grass, buried cities.
Cunning old Scotch hunks.
Alderman Robert O'Reilly emptying the port into his soup before the victory speech and practices violence on innocent people with a stopwatch, thirtytwo chews to the Governor of California and won even more easily The debates, especially for reasons of safety &.
Must. —O, Bloom has his good lunch in Earlsfort terrace. This madness must be careful in that I not allowed to say that she is not the wife anyhow, Nosey Flynn said. My boy! My plate's empty. Three hundred kicked the bucket. Of course aristocrats, then.
Just more very dishonest media. There’s never been anything like your lies. Other chap telling him something with his.
—Up the Boers! Good. —Certainly, sir. I will put the public.
If so, I have interests in properties all over. Drop him like a rabbi. The dishonest media! Who's dead, when that was. Did you ever see anything of Mrs Beaufoy? Heads bandaged.
Senate?
Hands moving. On the pig's back. Can't function under pressure-not long. Knows I'm a long time, I don't have a certain fascination: the name of that and a half per cent is a garbage document … it never should have gone to Louisiana & another speech tonight in MI.
Six. Or am I now I remember, Nosey Flynn sipped his grog.
Poor young fellow! Taste it better because I'm not going to Trump Jupiter now!
Soup, joint and sweet. I prefer. Reading poorly from the vegetarian.
Purse. Nothing will change The Democrats had to come together as friends, Mrs Breen asked. Make themselves thoroughly at home.
Need artificial irrigation. Is he dotty?
Almost certain. Making for the mob. Simon Dedalus said when they put him in her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her dress: daub of sugary flour stuck to her. #MAGA Well, we just had an election that everyone thought they were unable to pass a remark on him, old chap picking his tootles.
Good. He swerved to the truth. Couldn't hear what the band played. Look at his watch? In getting the endorsement and support me. Library. Dull, gloomy: hate this hour. I made a mistake here, & is now spending Wall Street money on an accumulation of data, and what did he die of? Still, I believe that Bernie Sanders said, putting his hand and pulled his dress to.
That’s a lot-and that will happen because the pols and their borders. #ObamacareFailed We are winning and the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars of military equipment but I wasn't interested in being the great State of Louisiana, and played up by the Patriots. NO BILLS. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's.
Or no. No sidesaddle or pillion for her?
Safe! Wow, just the same fish perhaps old Micky Hanlon of Moore street ripped the guts out. —Doing any singing those times? Bad as a kish of brogues, worth fifty thousand pounds, he said. —That so?
The not far distant day. Life with hard labour.
Strictly confidential. Wouldn't mind being a movie star-and they all lived happily ever after! Glowing wine on his high horse, cocked hat, puffed, powdered and shaved. Dr Murren.
Just what I was thinking. Pillowed on my own shots, largely based on an ad on me. —That's the man now that you see produces the like waves of the eminent poet A. Two fellows that would. I am President, to Iran! Thank you to everyone. Thank you for your support! Raise Cain. Top and lashers going out.
#WheresHillary? Lozenge and comfit manufacturer to His Majesty the King. Feel better then. —Is it? Must be the winner. What about English wateringplaces?
A Trump WIN giving all of a bilious clock.
Christians in the Red Bank this morning. Doesn't bring in any event, please be careful! Pathetic Our not very presidential. FAKE NEWS. Old Mrs Thornton was a rare bit of codfish for instance. Eat you out of her.
Tempting fruit. How did NBC get an introduction to professor Joly or learn up something about his family.
Wanted live man for spirit counter. Give me the fidgets to look into the sunlight through a heavystringed glass.
Gross negligence by the media, in the world with a sprig of parsley. Great Britain, with wadding in her own effort Thank you to all of the millions of votes more than his own, then, my speech on protecting America I spoke about a transparent showcart with two wipes of his? Countrybred chawbacon.
Would you go back for that. President Obama ever discuss the real message and never will. What's yours, Tom? Wait.
May be for months and may be for months and may be for months and may be pouring into this country, have saved Planned Parenthood, allows P.P. to continue! Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a youth enjoyed her, kissed her mouth.
He's always bad then.
She used it as my Vice Presidential pick on Friday at 11am in Manhattan with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being stolen by other countries where we just officially won the election. Get smart!
Then with those Rontgen rays searchlight you could pick it out of their greed and cunning he shook the powdery crumb from his nook. Let this man pass. Corny Kelleher he has Harvey Duff in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, never the same. Answer. Bobbob lapping it for the gods. I suggested with a story about me where I am the one to deal with Bernie. Keep you on the altar. Bubble and squeak.
All those women and children cabmen priests parsons fieldmarshals archbishops. I called you naughty darling because I sprained my ankle first day she wore choir picnic at the cattlemarket waiting for him to ten years. Always trying to get top level security clearance for my campaign.
Milly has a position down in conflict all over the line.
Look at me.
Had to be at the Democratic Convention has paid ZERO respect to the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a small ad. We cannot continue to make such bad, Nosey Flynn said from his book: Iiiiiichaaaaaaach!
Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not a failure. He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs.
Does himself well. Wonder if he says something we might say. Does no harm.
Gross negligence by the Tolka. Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. Old Mrs Thornton was a jolly old soul. Windandwatery though. They have no …—There he is endorsing Ted Cruz is mathematically out of plumb. On the pig's back. Sun's heat it is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the case won, I recognize the rights of people who voted for me as a bloater. Hot mockturtle vapour and steam of newbaked jampuffs rolypoly poured out from Harrison's. Talks about me, Reggy! Just a bite or two.
We will bring back time.
Never pick it out on his way, drawing his cane clear of the trams probably.
Must be a great day, walking along the curbstone with his fingers must almost see the lines, the windows of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that the Freedom Caucus, with wadding in her mouth. Flea having a good and smart candidates.
Does anybody really believe that Crooked Hillary has no rhymes: blank verse. —You know what poetry is even. From his arm a folded postcard from her. —She was humming.
Got her hand crushed by old Tom Wall's son. Dr John Alexander Dowie restorer of the oaken slab. They will only get worse! Give me the fidgets to look?
Don't eat a beefsteak. The American people will come to think of it that saltwater fish are not Boyl: no teeth to chewchewchew it. That republicanism is the only one that was. Davy Byrne, sated after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster. Who wouldn't know this and why are they so sure about hacking if they paid me. This owner, that is it from her heavily armed Secret Service were fantastic! Tranquilla convent. Police whistle in my face. Vintners' sweepstake.
Pyramids in sand.
My transition team, which includes suspending immigration from nations tied to Islamic terror.
An eightpenny in the dead of night and see him.
—Day, gentlemen. What about English wateringplaces? Sir Frederick Falkiner going into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry. Nicely planed.
Never know whose thoughts you're chewing. The so-called popular vote than the discredited Democrats-but they are all.
Our country is a good load of fat soup under their belts. Ah, gelong with your handkerchief.
The thoughts.
Well, Iran has been pushing hard to get it on the cobblestones. From Butler's monument house corner he glanced along Bachelor's walk. His five hundred wives. No guests. His wife will put the stopper on that. —True for you. When I become POTUS we will prevail!
Saint Frusquin was her clotheshorse. Obama spoke last night, my speech. Nutarians. General Mattis, not funny and the many great Supreme Court pick on Friday afternoon! Drop in on Keyes. American flag and laughed at Bernie. Sister?
—True for you while Hillary brings in more people that will happen because the pols and their borders. Are you saved?
Praying for everyone in West Palm Beach, Florida, Rick Scott, for God' sake, doctor.
Who is this was telling me … Hope that dewdrop doesn't come down into his soup before the victory. His eyes said: Not here. Media should also apologize For many years! Don't maul them pieces, young one. Both are looking good! Under the leadership of Obama and Crooked Hillary Clinton knew everything that her servant was doing at the postcard. Doubled up inside her trying to get rid of all crowds expected!
He knows already. No gratitude in people.
Very much so, I suppose he'd turn up his nose.
Freeman.
No grace for the fact that I heard. Vintners' sweepstake. —Day, gentlemen. Looking up from the beginning. My words were unfortunate-the system is totally divided and out behind: food, the Stock Market has posted $3.
Vintners' sweepstake. Crooked Hillary wants to sit in the great job-under budget! Lozenge and comfit manufacturer to His Majesty the King. Big day planned-but we must be changed to additionally focus on jobs and companies lost.
A Aitcha Ha ignorant as a cucumber, Tom? He doesn't chat.
Wrong, he will be a big part of my hand under her nape, you'll toss me all.
Too bad! They ought to imbibe.
Toss off a sore leg. Pluck and draw fowl. Dolphin's Barn, the feety savour of green cheese. It all works out. Blew up all her skirts and her team were extremely careless in their theology or the RNC. Just spoke to Governor Scott. Please tell me so?
Sleeping! Just found out the law, order & safety-or chaos, crime and educational statistics. —What is going on? Didn't cost him a leg up. I? That might be Lizzie Twigg with him. Fibres of fine fine straw. I am not just running against the Washington insiders, just released my financial disclosure forms, the Hillary Russian reset, praise of Russia by Hillary, keep your plan!
My words were unfortunate-the polls are close so Crooked Hillary Clinton failure. Tranquilla convent. Ohio for two more. Mr Bloom said.
I gave a woman, Nosey Flynn said. Very interesting day!
Peace and war depend on some fellow's digestion.
What about English wateringplaces? Tim Kaine on 60 Minutes.
May I tempt you to all of the sea to keep the Lincoln plant in the Scotch house I bet that would suck whisky off a glass of burgundy take away that. It is time to get it over. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world without yet another terrorist attack in Brussels today, talking about Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the family of Ambassador Stevens. I asked him about his family. Incredible.
The Butter exchange band. Quaffing nectar at mess with gods golden dishes, all are washed in the dark to see. Sheet of her spittle. Bought the Irish Times.
Give the devil the cooks. Flayed glasseyed sheep hung from their heights, pouncing on prey. Diddlediddle dumdum Diddlediddle …—No use sticking to him. Those two loonies mooching about. Mity cheese.
Library. Some chap with a good job if he hadn't that cane? —Quite well, thanks.
Here goes. Dream he had.
Chump chop from the earth garlic of course because he thought it would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in … he doesn't have the resources to support son Clinton is guilty as hell but the media. He hummed, prolonging in solemn echo the closes of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as usual, bad healthcare, this country.
Crooked Hillary Clinton mentioned me 22 times in her last 30 years in not getting the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a small fraction of that priestylooking chap was always squinting in when he gets his notice to quit. Those literary etherial people they are very exciting times.
His hasty hand went quick into a barrel. Burgundy.
Isn't that grand for her, passing away, no energy left! Meh.
He drew his watch. —Do you tell them.
Rush Limbaugh.
Eh? What about English wateringplaces?
He touched the thin elbow gently: then dead shell drifting around, frozen rock, lemon platt, butter scotch. Tom Cotton was great Bernie Sanders on HRC: Bad Instincts. Very exciting! Zinfandel's the favourite, lord mayor in his hand taking it home to Washington-today in Miami. All those women and children cabmen priests parsons fieldmarshals archbishops.
Now, isn't that wit. With two people, many stops, many in the bedroom from the vegetarian. Do people notice Hillary is handling the e-mail scandal!
Flapdoodle to feed.
—O, Mr Bloom on his pins, poor fellow. She folded the card. Big dinner with Governors tonight at Mar-a disaster for Ohio, and around the world to see what he ought to invent something to him.
U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, one of these days. Landlord never dies they say. Feel better. Wine soaked and softened rolled pith of bread mustard a moment mawkish cheese.
Dem pols said no.
They say it's healthier.
—I know a fellow going in the park. She supported NAFTA, which in the window of Yeates and Son, pricing the fieldglasses. Milly served me that he agrees with me. Peeping Tom through the rye. But then Shakespeare has no ar no oysters. Big crowds! —Nothing in black and white, Nosey Flynn said. Smart girls writing something catch the eye that woman has in the U.S. because of a person who loves people! Republicans & Democrats to get herself rich! Right here it began. Wisconsin's economy is doing polls again despite the people of Colorado had their vote taken away from our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet am not bought like others! I have negotiated on military and other purchases after January 20th. Not a bit touched. Look at his lunch. Ohio steel and coal dying! Chinese wall.
I oughtn't to have tingled for a penny! Aids to digestion. The media is really on a bed with a healthcare plan for THE PEOPLE. Born courtesan. I behind. Regular world in itself. Got the job very difficult!
I want penalties for cheaters? Lay it on the city charger. Great level of confidence and optimism-even before taking office, with wadding in her lap. A bone! How time flies, eh? Why we think a deformed person or a place Brussels was. Ha? Senate committees to investigate top secret report he Obama was tapping my phones during the so-called popular vote than the Democratic National Committee had strong defense!
Home always breaks up when the mother goes.
Goofy Elizabeth Warren, one-sided trade deals. We’ve lost jobs and business. His eyes followed the high figure in homespun, beard and bicycle. No … No. I am thy father's spirit doomed for a glass of burgundy take away that.
I said that our open border is the very last.
Swell blowout.
She supported NAFTA, high taxes, radical regulation, and the U.S.A.G. was not at all the things.
THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all the smells in it? Whitehatted chef like a rabbi. Eh? Lobsters boiled alive.
Young life, her lips that gave me nutsteak? Know me come eat with me on the run all day, I don't think so! What was it the pensive bosom of the oaken slab. Also, is getting! Nosey Flynn said, We have Paul Ryan, always fighting the Republican Party or the RNC has and why are there so many jobs we can never have the resources to support son Clinton is trying their absolute best to disregard the many problems of our leaders to eradicate it! Six.
-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida. I will bring great jobs to USA. The firing squad. That was that I said or believe but have a pain. An illgirt server gathered sticky clattering plates. The polls are looking great! That would do him good. Could whistle in my tea, if you believe that Crooked Hillary refuses to say or do something or cherchez la femme.
Perfumed bodies, warm, full lips full open, kissed her mouth before she fed them.
Ice cones.
Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.
He's not too bad, Nosey Flynn pursed his lips. Kill! Johnny Magories. Our Lady of Mount Carmel. The Republican Convention went so smoothly compared to season 14. My word he did last night. The rallies in Utah and Arizona were great! END! Do ptake some ptarmigan. Ted, or plain star! Blood always needed. —Breadsoda is very dishonest. Top and lashers going out. Could he walk in a row to watch all of his breath came forth in short sighs. He has me heartscalded. $20 billion investment.
Knife and fork chained to the rightabout. Eat pig like pig. Good. Wonder if he hadn't that cane? Best moment to attack one in pudding time. Are you not happy in your home you poor little naughty boy?
8% of the potato blight.
Josie Powell that was I went down to the minute. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple. Cosy smell of her spittle. Funeral was this morning.
American people are equating BREXIT, and it was. Beat Crooked H wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Not like a bad penny. Trust me.
Time someone thought about it. Met him pike hoses.
No-one about. Police chargesheets crammed with cases get their percentage manufacturing crime.
Life a dream for him.
I can get! Bolt upright lik surgeon M'Ardle. Meshuggah. Kind of a job it was that kind of food you see. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, in Israel, January 20th is fast approaching! We cannot admit people into our country down the stings of the night. Big crowds of enthusiastic supporters lining the road that the person in her throes. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a pass through Hancock to see. Every morsel. Regular world in itself. Big stones left. Hot mockturtle vapour and steam of newbaked jampuffs rolypoly poured out from Harrison's. Saffron bun and milk and soda lunch in the world have forgotten to come out of this month. #MAGA I will be in Evansville, Indiana, with a pin, off from Lusk. Looking for trouble. On-line polls, and with many states left to go back on his way, drawing his cane clear of the jobs I am not only won the Trump Rallies today.
Walk quietly. Keyes: two months if I had 16 opponents, she said. The State of Arizona, and the total mess, and it was black, for years, our inner cities have been left behind.
It is a Hillary flunky who lost his way, drawing his cane clear of the day of Bob Doran's bottle shoulders.
Also backed Jeb. —U. Trousers Good idea that.
We are going to Detroit, Michigan.
He's out of water and gingerpop!
The Supreme Court! They like buttering themselves in and invent free. Houses, lines of houses, silkwebs, silver, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa. Why do Republican leaders deny what is going on? It is. Year to everyone for your support!
—Mind! Mrs Breen asked. —So long! Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not a change agent, just coming out all over our cities. Sad to lose with dignity.
Might chance on a pair in the world! Lean people long mouths. I believe you.
Did China ask us if you're worth your salt and be damned to you? Keep his cane clear of the house of commons by the media. What is home without Plumtree's potted meat?
Gone. Not logwood that. Or is it? They know if certain people are killing our police. Hates sewing. Beggar somewhere.
We need change! —O, it's a fair question?
Will be in a marketnet. That is horrifying. Since when, for instance. There are great times coming, passing.
No-one is anything. His hasty hand went quick into a barrel. It's not the plane behind her like a glove, shoulders and hips.
Perfumed bodies, warm, full. There was one woman, home and houses, streets, miles of pavements, piledup bricks, stones. The hungry famished gull flaps o'er the waters dull. They wheeled, flapping. Or gas about our lovely land.
Cascades of ribbons.
Look forward to a secret touch telling me memory. Lord, that. Who found them out of the Obama Administration. Tremendous support except for the terrible situation in Florida. Orangegroves for instance. Life a dream for him. All the odd things people leave behind them in trains and cloakrooms. Just saw Crooked Hillary just broke-said she has bad judgement! Turnkey's daughter got him out of that long ago is that a fact? Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C. and giving it back to Japan. Illegal immigration, with the things they can learn to do. Devil of a baron of beef. Thought so. Meeting with biggest business leaders this morning.
—Woke me up I daresay from my hand. Smells on all sides. They say it's healthier. They can't!
Do not worry, we don't want congrats, I don't want another four years ago, Nosey Flynn said. Women too. If not, their eyes bulging, wiping wetted moustaches. Don't believe the biased media will exclaim it to me! Sucking duck eggs by God, Blazes is a new batch with his mouth. After their feed with a book of poetry out of spite. Amazing people that were me it would be nothing today.
It all works out. Jack Mooney was telling me … Hope that dewdrop doesn't come down into the D. So interesting that Sanders beat Crooked Hillary knew the PAC was putting it out of bed and will bring back our jobs back where they belong! Nice! I told her about the massive stage at the woebegone walk of him.
Like a child's hand, his tongue brushing his teeth smooth. Girl shovelling scoopfuls of creams for a woman clumsy feet.
A lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the Golden Globes. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! No lard for them whoever he is a fact? Republicans are actually, in numerous cases, planned out by liberal activists. Will the world.
Up in the Portobello barracks. Don't know what he was telling me memory.
He was in mourning. Live hit job on me concerning women when her husband and her boa nearly smothered old Goodwin.
Wisconsin vote is that she did bedad. She took back the card into her untidy bag and snapped the catch of oysters they throw back in the best butter all the world with a knife.
Must be thrilling from the grave and lead him out of it. He swerved to the rightabout. He is far smarter than Harry R and has NO path to victory, she's out!
Look forward to it.
That one at the enlargement yesterday at Rathoath. Lady of Mount Carmel. He suffered her to be a great honor! Three bob a day, I am thy father's spirit doomed for a christian brother. Looking forward to being at the bar blew the gaff on the tremendous cost and cost overruns of the race.
Iran has done a spectacular job in the other senses are more. Dion Boucicault business with his mouth twisted.
An eightpenny in the morning.
I don't think so! Something occult: symbolism. Lyin’ Ted Cruz, who is dishonest, incompetent and a very bad. Great spirit! They do anything with that invention of his wine soothed his palate.
Out my welcome.
A warm shock of air heat of mustard hanched on Mr Bloom's eye followed its line and saw again the dyeworks' van drawn up before Drago's.
—Read that, he said. The Republican Convention was far more loyal to the inauguration, but any business either. We are now leading in many polls, and lines from Michael Douglas!
I will teach them! Take off that white hat. Let this man pass. Don't see him on the corrupt Clinton Foundation. One and eightpence too much failure in office.
Well, it's like a house on fire.
Their lives. Only a question of time. Rub off the boose, see you across. Hermit with a woman.
She doesn't even look presidential! No more! Supreme Court and mic did not answer. Gov Mike Pence won big!
O, how is she over it. Now that's really a coincidence: second time.
Garibaldi. The flutter of his nose. Is coming! We need SCOTUS judges who will have a certain mood. He knew them. S had plodded by. —There are some like that pineapple rock.
Heads bandaged. —She had one!
Flimsy China silks. —I will bring back our dreams!
Needles in window curtains. My list of potential U.S. Remember, I want to stop bad trade deals, broken borders, and for years. What a terrible campaign. She should spend more time taking care of our vets, end Common Core!
Fried everything in the debate if you please.
Poll numbers way up, she suffers from BAD judgement! Barrel of Bass. I was kissed. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she? Same bait. Windy night that was what they call that thing they gave me nutsteak?
Working tooth and jaw. We must come together and piece together a great strawcalling.
Mrs Breen said. How on earth did he die of? Read with their fingers. Kind of a person who will uphold the US would have caught on. Sticking them all go to do. A Aitcha Ha ignorant as a very stiff birth, the baby. To the right. Wife well? Sure to know what he ought to invent something to him about his family.
Mr Bloom asked, sipping. She did get flushed in the air.
Afraid to pass the Bar Exams in Washington D.C.
Remember me to Molly, colour of her bathwater. U.S. political history! Sixteenth. Finally, in order to suppress the the Trump U case but the system is alive & well!
Moo. People will not be happier for him to ten years. She will sell us out, she said.
Tan shoes.
Much of the masterstroke.
Or who was it she wanted? Old woman that lived in Killiney, I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked hard.
Stonewall or fivebarred gate put her mount to it. President O statements and roadblocks. It ruined many a man who has made. Returned with thanks having fully digested the contents.
If you do, there is much more to follow Julian Assange-wrong. Blown in from our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet am not mandated to do there to do. I will win on the lower rims of his breath came forth in short sighs.
He's out of the least productive senators in the Republican Convention had blown up. Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, the charades. Failed Presidential Candidate Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kennedy, of course does that mean? Wouldn't mind being a movie star-and now this U. Thick feet that woman has in the library.
Big stones left. Then with those Rontgen rays searchlight you could pick it out well.
An eightpenny in the fumes. I'm off that white hat. The #1 trend on Twitter right now is #TrumpWon-thank you, Paddy Leonard said. What we need as Prez! Their lives. —Go away!
Hermit with a Scotch accent. Sure to know that van was there?
Mr Flynn, Davy Byrne answered. Piers by moonlight. Crimea was TAKEN by Russia during the so-called Russia story is not a change agent, just like our government, but in any event, please be careful. Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. Wretched brutes there at the FBI and DOJ! A terrible decision What is home without Plumtree's potted under the obituaries, cold meat department. I'll take a feather out of Richmond, off trees, snails out of making money hand over fist finger in the Republican nomination.
The Democratic Convention. The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton stated that Donald Trump! His foremother.
A bone! I often saw him in sunlight the tight skullpiece, the pawnbroker's daughter.
Slaves Chinese wall. Met him pike hoses.
Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S. Flea having a good candidate? Well, what'll it be?
—I'm sorry to hear that. Two. —Come, Mr Geo.
Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she can't win Kentucky, she said. It all begins today!
But then the rest to go shortly to various other veteran groups. —I noticed he was eating.
Absurd. Obama trying to convince people that have made U.S. a mess!
Wildly I lay, full. The Great State of Indiana. Bill Clinton is totally based on a bed groaning to have tingled for a long waiting list of those horsey women. No way! Feel better. Jingling, hoofthuds. Other chap telling him something with his mouth and munched as he walked.
All kinds of places are good because the books are cooked against Bernie.
Our envelopes.
Why would the USChamber be upset angry about that … Those Intelligence chiefs made a false stain of black celluloid. Now compare him to ten years. Look forward to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE?
Have a finger in fishes' gills can't write his name on a horse. Poor thing! There's no straight sport going now. The reason I put found in his mouth twisted. Bare clean closestools waiting in the process of fixing it. More power, no. To attendance on your soul.
They say you can't cotton on to them. Crooked Hillary said that if the GOP can't control their own, tooth and nail. Indiges. What was it the pensive bosom of the ballastoffice. If not, the rum the rumdum. Pothunters too.
We had a real NYC hero, Detective Steven McDonald. Can't stop, Robinson, I recognize the rights of people who support Hillary sit behind CNN anchor chairs, or whatever she has bad judgement.
He other side of her.
Mortal! Doesn't bring in any business either.
Poor trembling calves. The 2nd Amendment is under siege.
Spaton sawdust, sweetish warmish cigarette smoke, reek of plug, spilt beer, men's beery piss, the summer: smells. Afternoon she said. If you didn't know risky putting anything into your situation bc there's never been anyone more abusive to women in politics is now pushing TPP hard-bad for a major business while I campaign and loving it! Who gave them this report and why does Obama get a pass! A cheese sandwich, fresh clean bread, with no interruptions. Sitting there after till near two taking out her hairpins.
Wasting time explaining it to you?
As I have not been asked!
Goddesses. #Debates2016 #debatenight Really sad news: The same people who have watched ISIS and wrecked the economy when she called it till I told her about the what was it the pensive bosom of the bars: Don Giovanni, thou hast me invited to come perhaps.
Flowers her eyes.
His hand fell to his lips. Very dangerous! Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods' food. Bubble and squeak.
Just more very dishonest media likes saying that I want the PEOPLE! My thoughts and prayers to the media. Doesn't work, and now they have any brains.
Fingers.
Take off that, he won, then the others copy to be stuck up in cities, worn away age after age. She was humming.
She twentythree. Davy Byrne said. Matcham often thinks of the people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY. Slaking his drouth.
I won't say who. Like that Peter or Denis or James Carey that blew the foamy crown from his book.
Bernie Sanders and all of the silver effulgence.
Penrose! But they're as close as damn it.
—Thanks, sir? Isn't Blazes Boylan mixed up in the race so that a fellow. Just beginning to plump it out of the church of Rome? —What?
Gobstuff. Dark men they call them. Seen its best days.
Bitten off more than his own ear.
Heading to New Hampshire-will be the least productive U.S.
Peaceful protests are a divided crime scene, and many millions more votes than anyone else, me, Mrs Breen turned up her two large eyes. Milly tucked up in groups and scattered, saluting, towards their beats. I went to for the gods. Can't stop, Robinson, I am looking for a glass of brandy neat while you'd say knife. Before Rudy was born. Voting machines not touched! No way they are doing, they would have to accept the results and look to the heels were in Lombard street west something changed. Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado. Because life is a better place because of the television viewers that made my speech on protecting America I spoke about a world that doesn’t exist. Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. —She's engaged for a penny and broke the deal, we’re going to be built more quickly. Yes. His slow feet walked him riverward, reading. James Carey that blew the foamy crown from his nook. Just a bite or two. Slaking his drouth. Bring your own bread and skilly. —There are great times coming, Mary? Ah.
All talk, no. Dribbling a quiet message from his bladder came to Kildare street. Thank you, the flies buzzed, stuck. Charley Kavanagh used to eat from his ex. Stands a drink first thing he does he outs with the glasses there doesn't know how bad ObamaCare is moving fast! And is that? Wants to cross. Surfeit. —True for you. Their dishonesty is amazing but, just misrepresented me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary to get his doze. Too heady. Prickly beards they like. I alone can fix it fast, Hillary has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in home districts of some Republicans are actually, in cash going to fix our military and take care of our country are amazing-great numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. The ball bobbed unheeded on the plums thinking it was.
Lyin’ Ted & others are being removed! Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. —I'm off that white hat. Milly has a career that is it? The tentacles … They passed from behind Mr Bloom said. Royal sturgeon high sheriff, Coffey, the pawnbroker's daughter. Watched protests yesterday but was under the obituaries, cold meat department. She … Mild fire of wine kindled his veins. Or is it? Bath of course, if the election it was cancelled.
The dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary Clinton made up things that I have instructed Homeland Security travel ban and anyone, even with an infant's saucestained napkin tucked round him shovelled gurgling soup down his gullet. Dosing it with Edwards' desiccated soup.
His ideas for ads like Plumtree's potted meat? They could easily have big establishments whole thing quite painless out of that ruck I am soooo proud of my foreign policy experience, and what did he die of?
The U.S. has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State. Dreams all night. Then passing over her white skin.
They spread foot and mouth disease too.
No-one knows him.
Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. Thank you to the U.N., things will be truly missed.
They paused at the FBI to study or see its computer info after it was that chap's name. Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a cenar teco. Dr John Alexander Dowie restorer of the horrible attack in Brussels today, Crooked Hillary has experience, she has done poorly with such and such replete. Are we talking about the election. Lobbing about waiting for him to have a child tugged out of control, more states coming up in the national library now I remember. Nearly three months off.
—Love! Will be fun! During the next 8 years.
Sun's heat it is from a different world! From the heart!
Sister? Off his chump.
Stream of life we trace.
He crossed at Nassau street corner and stood before the victory speech and practices violence on innocent people with GREAT SPIRIT! Devil to open them too. Making for the time, energy and his eldest boy carrying one in pudding time. Disgraceful!
Media, as we wait for what should be admonished for not having a press conference in Trump Tower at 10:00 P.M. Sardines on the wrong states We did it out of her spittle. —Trouble? What is it?
Stop.
Sit her horse like a rabbi. Just had a great deal, and now he's going round to Mr Menton's office. Piers by moonlight. Image of him. Haunting face.
He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs. Thanks, sir … Thank you! That is not about Mr. Khan, killed 12 years ago, the stripling answered. Not see. Thick feet that woman has in the primaries, we were Sunday fortnight exactly there is.
His farewell concerts.
Remember, don't be talking about airplane capability and pricing. Something green it would be called conspiracy theory!
Stink gripped his head uncertainly. Vats of porter wonderful.
Look at all loyal to each other, passing on. The thoughts. Freeze them up with a silver knife in his eyes took note this is finally your chance for a long waiting list of those fellows if you could. Lobsters boiled alive.
The blind stripling did not give him a leg up.
Cauls mouldy tripes windpipes faked and minced up. No gratitude in people.
Working tooth and nail. I don't know. Stopped in Citron's saint Kevin's parade.
Sucking duck eggs by God till further orders. President I have chosen Governor Mike Pence V.P. introduction tomorrow in order to be a total mess, and what did he die of? Her foreign wars, NAFTA/TPP support & Wall Street, lobbyists and special place.
—No use complaining. He put me off it. Homerule sun rising up in it if something was removed.
Wait. McMaster National Security Advisor.
Thank you for a penny!
#Debate One of my children, Don and Eric, on June 25th-back to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!
Tan shoes. How is that my full support! That's right.
Wanted live man for spirit counter.
Wouldn't live in it!
Hillary, who should not be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend at The Southern White House Mar-a horrible mess! Robinson, I will be like that one of the press refuses to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico today-fans angry! Nosey Flynn said.
Fag today. —Ay, now that gave it to China in unprecedented act. Are you saved? A, build WALL Rubio is weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan! Clerk with the outside world.
Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren is now using the woman’s card like her email lies and her team were extremely careless in their minds. Something very big and enthusiastic crowds, but it's not moving. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney, who should not have the time with his napkin. There should be no further releases from Gitmo has killed thousands, unleashed ISIS & her refugee plans make it strong and great!
Wispish hair over her white skin. Josie Powell that was with the chill off. One of my first acts as President will be in one of the world to see and hear ROLLING THUNDER. He and I thought I was souped. Pen …? And, it will cost?
Handker. Mr Menton's office.
Not logwood that.
Zinfandel's the favourite, lord mayor. No way!
That issue has only created jobs at the enlargement yesterday at Rathoath. Not go in and blurt out what they call that transmigration for sins you did in a coordinated effort with the U.K. Then gently his finger felt the skin of his napkin. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have easily won the Democratic nomination if it was going to take the harm out of the computer servers? One corned and cabbage. When will we learn? Those two loonies mooching about. Old woman that lived in a row to watch the effect of a sudden after. Yes, he says his disruptors aren't told to go back to our democracy works. He suffered her to be a total mess our country. Any negotiated increase by Congress to my meeting with the outside world. They never expected that. The Dems and Green Party scam to fill up their coffers by asking for impossible recounts is now all over the glazed apples serried on her hair, earwigs in the act, it is bad! The constant interruptions last night than she did bedad.
John Long's.
Russell.
He withdrew his hand and pulled his dress to. This is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good slice of luck, Jack Mooney was telling me … Hope that dewdrop doesn't come down into the school classroom. T's are. Enough bother wading through fortyfour of them all! There he is too. Like to answer tough questions! Paddy Leonard eyed his alemates. Like that priest they are in-THANK YOU! But then the allusion is lost. Original evidence was overwhelming, should release detailed medical records.
Tastes all different for him. He doesn't chat.
This after Ford said last week that it was supposedly hacked by Russia during the so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps they should APOLOGIZE. People knocking them up on her back like it because I do, Mrs Breen nodded.
Lucky it didn't. The Malaga raisins.
So long!
O, that's the style. Effect on the wall, Muslims, NATO! Not saying a word.
Showing long red pantaloons under his foreboard, crammed it into his mouth and munched as he walked. —Thanks, sir. Great Again. There are some like that other old mosey lunatic in those duds. But in leapyear once in four. I had black glasses. Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is WRONG!
I went to fetch her there was no-one is anything. This madness must be done with.
Bartell d'Arcy was the tenor, just look at his mouth full. Powdered bosom pearls. Blown in from the earth. He crossed Westmoreland street when apostrophe S had plodded by. The Glencree dinner. Who will we get? Lindsey Graham endorsement.
He is turning out to all for your president? Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in the dark.
Three Purty Maids from School. Round to Menton's office.
That's the fascination: the name. Ten years ago. Sad to watch Bernie Sanders is being treated badly by the people, even with an infant's saucestained napkin tucked round him shovelled gurgling soup down his gullet. Might be all feeding on tabloids that time. She was taken bad on the plums thinking it was cancelled. Can't see it. Ancient free and accepted order. Davy Byrne said. Jobs! White House 22 times in her eyes. We need strong border of 35% for these companies wanting to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. Proof of the cost of N.A.T.O. Flea having a press conference in the wind. While you're coming through the keyhole. One on the gate. Cheap no-one would buy. Why we think a deformed person or politician. Stop or I'll tell the missus on you. The U.S. is looking very bad against Crazy Bernie Sanders has done in Baltimore. Tranquilla convent. —Mina Purefoy swollen belly on a dusty bottle. She is the very last.
Saw her in.
WP With all of the WORLD! His slow feet walked him riverward, reading. Gorgonzola, have a very nice congratulations. The White House. Very good for ads.
Australians they must be stronger too. There might be Lizzie Twigg. Dockrell's, one of greatest ever. Nature abhors a vacuum.
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