#they asked me what would make me a good shill for Big Salt

[cookinguptales]

time to shill for Big Salt!!!

Okay, so like I said in my last post, I recently became a ~Vitassium Ambassador~, which is a fancy way of saying that I shilled for this company for free for so long that now they're paying me to do it.

In salt. Much like a deer.

Anyway.

Vitassium is SaltStick's line of products specifically for POTS, EDS, Cystic Fibrosis, Vasovagal Syncope, and other forms of autonomic dysfunction. Essentially speaking, SaltStick has been making electrolyte products for years, and when they realized that a lot of their patients buying them were doing it for medical reasons, they started doing research into creating products specifically for that purpose. And that's how the Vitassium line was born.

Vitassium generally has more salt and less magnesium/calcium/potassium than SaltStick's other electrolyte products, which is good if you need a lot of salt and you don't want to take too high a dose of the rest. Personally, I tend to use a mixture of both of their lines so I can get a little calcium/magnesium boost sometimes but more salt other times. (The amount of potassium is fairly similar in both lines, with a little more in the SaltStick line.)

Either way, it has a lot less sugar than Liquid IV, which I get sick off of due to sugar sensitivities. Like... *googles* 11g of sugar in Liquid IV vs. 2g of sugar in Vitassium, with the same amount of salt in each serving. I have to be pretty careful about my sugar intake, and I suppose I can't speak for everyone, but my stomach handles Vitassium a lot better than most of the other alternatives on the market.

So I've been using it for several years now and I'm really happy with their products! Like -- I may now officially be a shill for Big Salt, but I don't plan on lying or exaggerating anything here. I use their products every day, and sometimes that's the only way I can manage to take a shower.

(My fellow POTS/EDS-sufferers know, the shower struggle is real. lmao)

Anyway, they just sent me one of everything in their Vitassium line. They didn't actually ask me to show it off, but I'm doing it anyway because this is my blog and I cannot be stopped.

From left to right, we have a bottle of their electrolyte capsules (these are sugar-free extended-release salt pills with a bit of potassium added), both flavors of their electrolyte fastchews (chewable electrolyte candies that provide quick relief... think salty sweettarts), a cute bottle full of packets of their electrolyte drink mix, sample packs of the fastchews, and some stickers.

Personally, I mostly use the fastchews. I've tried salt capsules in the past and had some stomach upset, but now that they sent these to me for free, I guess I'll try them out again. The fastchews are basically sour candy full of salt lmao. (They also have about 2g of sugar per serving, just like the drink mix.) They really are effective, though, so I tend to take them as needed throughout the day.

I usually just keep a bottle of them in my purse, but the sample size bags are resealable and fit well in pockets, bags, etc. I'm happy that they sent me some little sample bags because now I can refill them, haha.

I used to just buy the normal SaltStick fastchews, and my go-to flavors in that line are orange, wild berry, and lemon-lime! I haven't tried the mango because I'm allergic, the peach is okay if very sour, the coconut pineapple is a nice piña colada taste but a little sweet for me, and I really hate the watermelon ones!

(Look, I promised to be honest with you. lmao)

The Vitassium fastchews are newer, and they only come in two flavors so far. I always buy the fruit punch because I despise artificial grape flavor. They just gave me a bunch of grape ones, so I tried them. Good for what they are, but I still hate grape.

(Do any of my chronically ill followers want these? lmk)

The drink mix is the newest Vitassium product! I like it quite a bit; the relief is quicker when you drink it vs. eat it, and speaking as someone who generally hates drink mixes, the flavor is pretty good.

I've tried both the fruit punch and the pink lemonade, and I think I prefer the pink lemonade. The flavor suits the salt a little better, imo, and I think weirdly it mixes a little better?

I usually buy the drink mix in the canisters because it's cheaper that way and produces less waste (the canister pictured there is one I already had) but the packets are very handy to keep in your bag. They're easy to tear open and even when you tear off the whole top, the opening is small enough that it pours smoothly into small-necked bottles. I like to put some ice in mine and shake it up.

(Side note: Vitassium has specifically designed all their packaging to be as easy to open and use as possible because they know that so many of their customers have arthritis, EDS, and other connective tissue disorders. Which, as someone with EDS, I truly appreciate.)

Finally, one thing I genuinely like about Vitassium is that they try to make their products as accessible as possible for their customers who use them for medical reasons. They have something called the Vitassium Club, which allows registered users who have a medical condition to get 25% off all their electrolyte products. You don't have to get a doctor's note or anything like that, just send in a quick online form and wait for them to change the status of your account.

That brings the cost of the product down considerably for the people who need it most, which is good because honestly? Electrolyte boosters add up fast when you need to consume that much salt every day.

Uhhhh, I think that's everything for now! If you have any questions, lmk! I'm fairly passionate about this kind of thing because when I was first diagnosed with POTS/EDS like... god, 15 years ago now, they didn't have anything like this. I remember struggling to develop a diet that worked for me with no one to teach me and honestly? That fucking sucked. I don't want anyone to be in that position.

So now here in 2023, I'm happy to pass on any chronic illness-related tips I have. Like drink Vitassium! And add salt while you're cooking, not at the end! The flavor will be less strong that way! And a packet of sugar-free hot cocoa mix will often have as much sodium in it as a bag of chips!

Stay salty, friends. 🧂💜😎

#they asked me what would make me a good shill for Big Salt #and I told them that I know a lot about the use of salt in apotropaic magic #and somehow they still put me in the program #so... there's that. lmao #vitassium #pots #postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome #vasovagal syncope #ehlers danlos syndrome #cystic fibrosis #long post

[ginnyzero]

Completely Harmless Ch. 37

Completely Harmless An SSO SilverGlade Re-imagining Story (Or Fix it Fan Salt fic) By Ginny O.

When Lily and her friends wanted to buy horses and were directed to the Silverglade Manor and its myriad of problems, they didn’t expect to start a revolution. They were just a bunch a stable girls. Completely harmless. Right?

A/N: Things are only canon if I say they’re canon. Pre-Saving the Moorland Stables compliant for the most part. Posted in its entirety on my website. Posted in 2000 to 4000 word bits here. Rated T for Swearing Word Count 177,577

Chapter Thirty-Seven Vandalism and The Valley of the Hidden Dinosaur

Rainbow Week it appeared had invigorated Baroness Silverglade. For the very next morning she called an employee meeting over breakfast. Everyone from her children, to the people who worked the shops and restaurants, and the stable help were all in attendance.

Over waffles with vanilla ice cream and piled high with mixed berries and served with duck egg omelets, the Baroness sipped her coffee before she said without any preamble. “We have several projects that need to be handled in the upcoming weeks before Midsummer. While most of our house has been put in order, and we have received high marks on our recent inspection.” The Baroness’ lips tightened since it had been anonymous and she’d only received the results after it’d been completed. “There are still things left to finish and the rest of our domain hasn’t been so lucky.”

No one quite dared to say anything.

“As for the Winterwell family, I have sent a strongly worded admonishment to Baron Winterwell about paying more attention outside of that mockery of what he calls a town and to the rest of his part of the county. If I have to step in, I will be informing Count Marchenghast.” The baroness swiftly buttered her toast. “Fortunately, you ladies are a credit to your various upbringings and are an asset to this county.”

Not even Linda knew what to say to that. A simple thank you didn’t seem sufficient. Not that the Baroness seemed to require any responses. This was her meeting and interruptions weren’t on the agenda.

The Baroness’ knife went on the side of her plate. “Ms. Lily, please arrange for me to meet with Ms. Melissa of the Valedale Running Bulls? Anytime today will be preferable.”

“Yes, Baroness,” Lily made a mental note to text Melissa after the meal was over.

“The contractors will be starting our permanent event pavilion over the next week. Something about having to build the proper molds to have a level floor. It involves a big pipe and honestly, as long as they get it done and its level, I don’t care how they manage it. After the pavilion has been finished, we will be moving onto to the race track.”

Godfrey appeared with several boards filled with pictures and architectural sketches. He placed them on easels so everyone could see them properly.

“The racetrack will reflect the pride of the Silverglade family and honor the prior Moon Riders and Aideen,” the Baroness said. “Those who come to compete and to watch the races will see the care and grandeur of the place, and give our family the respect it deserves.”

There was a very large entrance arch over what would be the main entrance and it was perpendicular to the rest of the building. To either side of it were banks of columns and then each side had a porch with statues of women dressed in Greek clothes. Those must be the former Moon Riders of the Silverglade family and Aideen.

The inside stands had more columns holding up the roofs. The roofs curved inwards where there were stairs. The stands curved around both ends of the track.

“Antonia, the Silver Glade will be providing food for an outdoor café at the entrance,” the Baroness said. “There will be stables for the competitors on the first floor of the stands, while the atrium will be the ticketing area. I won’t expect you ladies to take care of the stables at the race track as well. We will be hiring specifically for the times the race track is in use. I won’t ask you to put up with a rival club so nearby. Nor will I stand for another club near my manor.”

“Thank you, Baroness,” Lily murmured. It was the only appropriate thing to say.

“While the contractors are working on that, we shall be dealing with the shameful prospect that is Valedale,” the Baroness took a bite and wiped at her lips. “And for that we’re going to have to find out how bad things are and how far this has spread.”

Linda cleared her throat. “There’s a scientist in Crescent Moon Village that knows who to test soil and water samples, Dr. Hayden.”

“He’s a bit of a grouch,” Lily warned.

“I can deal with grouches as long as they can do the work,” the Baroness nodded.

“He’s an entomologist,” Linda added tentatively.

“Then he would have to keep an eye on the water and the soil to see if it is effecting the bugs,” the Baroness’ lips twitched. “Or at least, he should be instead of capturing them and pinning them to boards.”

“I don’t know if that’s his type of entomology,” Lily murmured. “I don’t think Ginny and Susan have much to do with him.”

“Or want to,” Pauline added.

“Lily,” the Baroness turned her attention to her. “I want you and Melissa to go to the Valley of the Hidden Dinosaur and check the source of the water there. The Great Tank drains off into the lake under the ice and from there it trickles down through springs and the Silversong River throughout the Valedale, Firgove, and Mistfall areas. Dress warmly.”

“What about Firfall?” Lily asked.

“What about Firfall?” the Baroness voice turned tart.

“They’ve been cut off through an avalanche of rocks and brambles,” Lily said.

The Baroness closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. “And what were the rangers going to do, shovel them out?” She asked, voice vicious. “Well, I guess we’re borrowing the bulldozer again. Though we might need the excavators as well and several skips from Jorvik City. Aaron, get the permits and papers ready to clear the road to Firfall. Hire some skips. Lily, you managed to get G.E.D. to bend last time.”

“Cookies and shillings,” Lily said.

“Have Harold bake them a month’s worth of cookies and I’ll pay them. We can get to it as soon as the papers and permits are ready.”

“I’ll get that started today, mother,” Aaron said quickly.

“It’s probably former Councilman Skoll who didn’t say anything. He was working with G.E.D. to get money to the town. Maybe he thought he could get them to clear the road for him.” Lily explained. “I don’t know if Rania’s mother knows about it yet. She’s got a large mess to sort out with the town as it is. They really need a ferry.”

“Aaron, add that to the list.”

“New Hillcrest needs a ferry,” Tyra murmured.

“That’s up to Baron Winterwell,” the Baroness shook her head. “Now, who is the new leader of Dundull?”

“Sigry Varanger,” Linda said. “Rania Varanger is her daughter.”

“Good woman. I like her,” the Baroness nodded. “We all know what we need to be doing,” she said and applied to her food.

They all finished breakfast and scattered to do chores and take up their posts at their jobs. Aaron was muttering about getting back to Jorvik City right away. Anastasia had designers to check on in order for all the other girls to have their own new outfits.

Linn came back to the stable, riding fast. “Lily! Linda! Judy! Someone’s spray painted rude messages on the riding hall, and there’s trash all over, and egg on the windows!”

“What?” Linda gaped at her.

They mounted their horses and rode down to the stables to assess the damage.

“Who would do this?” Linn waved her arms. “We worked so hard to clean it.”

“It’s a good thing that marble is protected.” Linda sucked her cheeks in.

“We’ll get it cleaned up,” Lily promised Linda.

“You shouldn’t have to do stuff like this. Take pictures. Document everything before you clean it.” Linda said. “And I’m not unlocking it until it’s clean.”

“It’s lucky you locked it then.”

Linda shook her head. “Not luck, precaution. I don’t want people to sneak in the arena at night to try the course and hurt themselves.”

They went back to the stable for cleaning supplies and returned.

Sabine stood outside the door with a nasty smile on her face, but she was also checking her watch. “What’s the hold up? The arena should be open by now.” Her timer stood behind her wringing her hands.

“If you used your eyes, you’d see why it isn’t open yet,” Lily told her. “The Arena will be open once it’s ready.”

“If you want it open sooner, you can help,” Linn smirked. “There are plenty of supplies.”

Sabine glared at them and marched off with her horse.

Linn shuddered. “Her and her horse give me the creeps.”

“Then why did you time for her so long?”

“My job?”

Lily shrugged. Point.

All the girls hurried up their chores to help out as soon as possible as they had to scrub off paint and eggs, and pick up trash.

By the time they were done, the contractors had arrived and were locking together molds to make the floor of the pavilion. It was a kit so it should go up fairly quickly once they had the floor poured and they could set the walls onto it.

They saw what the Baroness meant by a big pipe. They had a big pipe it looked like that they were going to use to roll across the top of the molds to make the floor level.

But it looked like the contractors were digging some of the dirt out. Bjorn and Agnetha were taking it away in wheelbarrows. They knew better than to ask.

Lily texted Melissa about seeing the Baroness.

Melissa texted back she’d be down right away.

Lily headed back up to the Manor as Agnetha drafted a couple of the girls to help them shift the dirt.

Melissa had a new outfit on with a stylized charging bull in green and deep maroon.

“Nice,” Lily said.

“Anastasia came through. I’m so happy not to be wearing druid symbols anymore. Elizabeth kept giving us the stink eye.” Melissa rubbed her hands on her breeches.

The Baroness was in her office. “Someone vandalized my arena,” was the first thing out of her mouth.

Lily passed her phone over with the pictures.

“Send these to Aaron,” the Baroness said after she looked through them. “If we can catch them, we’ll press charges.”

Lily took her phone back and did just that. Poor Aaron was going to have a busy day.

“Tell me what you have,” the Baroness ordered Melissa.

Melissa got out her own phone. “We’ve taken as many pictures as we could. One of my members is an amateur photographer. So, we rented a zoom lens to take pictures of what they’re doing above the mountains. We can’t see much since they’ve penetrated the mountain now. There’s one way in and one way out. The path curls around the mountain from the lake to over the village. Both waterfalls are being affected. But they’ve posted no bills. We think there isn’t any more than three or four of them.”

The Baroness looked through it. “Can you send these to my son? We can see what we can do about trespassing and not having the proper permits.”

Melissa took her phone back and Lily showed her Aaron’s information. Lily sent him an email to expect Melissa’s email.

“Has Elizabeth been giving you any trouble?”

“Not Elizabeth.”

“Someone is?”

“Rhiannon has gone through our horses and insists that several of them are Starbreeds. We paid for those horses fairly. We have papers,” Melissa turned red in anger. “We aren’t giving them up.”

“Nor should you,” the Baroness said. “The druids have long overstepped in trying to acquire what they call starbreeds. Whether or not Starbreeds exist is none of my concern. My concern is the welfare of the horses that are under my care and that I sell. And I don’t know what the druids do with my horses, thus I refuse to sell to them.” In her mind, it was as simple as that.

“Baroness Silverglade,” Lily said it tentatively. “You, don’t seem to have a good relationship with the Keepers of Aideen.”

“I have my faults. One of them is the firm belief that the Keepers of Aideen do very little for Jorvik and instead lure young women in with false promises of sisterhood and then refuse to impart anything useful to them before putting them into danger.” The Baroness laced her fingers together and appraised them. “Keeping their secrets hasn’t rid Jorvik of John Sands and his like. Have they ever won against them? Or are we in an eternal stalemate.”

Lily inhaled sharply.

The Baroness changed the subject. “As I told Lily earlier, I would like the two of you to go to the Valley of the Hidden Dinosaur. Dress warmly and do whatever you need to do to get into it. Linda may have some information for you about it.”

Lily stood. “Then we better get going so we can return quickly.”

Melissa stood as well. “Thank you, Baroness Silverglade.”

They left her and went to the library.

“Anything we should know about the Valley of the Hidden Dinosaur?”

Linda chewed her lip and gestured for them to sit. “The Valley of the Hidden Dinosaur is an ecological anomaly. It’s believed that is where a meteor crashed and hit Jorvik before Aideen came. The meteor’s magical and scientific properties such as having its own magnetic field, have created an area of eternal winter. The meteor crater originally completely filled with water. The water drained out and created an ice cap over it. Researchers were able to explore under the ice cap until it collapsed in 1912. No one has been there since.”

“So, dress warm? Have lots of rope?”

“Your horses might not move as fast in the Valley. There are references to the pack animals being slow until they brought in the Icelandic Horses. Those horses got left behind when they left and that’s why there is most likely a herd of them there today. Assuming they survived.”

“Take a shovel,” Melissa said.

“Sunglasses,” Lily murmured.

“The notes say there was an elevator down into the crater. I have no idea if it works or not.”

“After a hundred years of abandonment?” Lily raised her brows. “There is this thing called entropy.”

Linda smiled. “I don’t know, thus, I say so.”

“All right. We’ll check that first.” Lily said. “Good thing, Anastasia included a winter coat in all of this. And New Hillcrest had mittens.”

The two agreed to meet at the base of the mountain in Valedale with supplies. Not sure how cold, cold, really was, Lily grabbed a purple sweater she’d bought and put it in her saddlebag along with her winter coat. There wasn’t any reason not to layer. She put on wool pants instead of cotton and tugged on the winter boots.

She raided the tack room for a shovel and a bunch of rope. Then asked Antonia for food. She didn’t know how long she was going to be gone. How big was this area anyways?

Satisfied she was as ready as she was going to be, Lily put on a beanie and took the transport to Valedale.

Melissa waited on her horse at the base of the mountain as agreed, also wearing warm clothes on the bottom. She and Elizabeth were exchanging glares. Lily inserted herself between them.

They urged their horses up the mountain towards the snow covered pass. At the top, they were able to look over across the waterfall and see Dark Core’s camp. Black smoke streamed out of the machines as green water flowed out of their cave and into the waterfall.

“What a mess,” Lily murmured.

Wind hit the snow and them making them shiver.

They pulled on sweaters and shrugged into winter coats buttoning them up and tugged on mittens.

“The pass must have opened recently. I’ve been checking it since we got here,” Melissa said. “We sent some lemmings up this way.”

“Can anything really live there if it’s been covered in snow?” Lily asked.

“I hope we don’t find a pile of horse bones,” Melissa whispered. “That’d be sad.”

“We might find horse bones and living horses,” Lily said and urged her horse forward.

Her stallion’s nostrils flared in distaste but he went.

The pass turned and opened out to a cliff on the edge of the mountain. Right in front of them was a huge wooden structure with a snow covered wooden walkway; the elevator.

They walked up the ramp and got off to look at the elevator. There weren’t any boxes, only thick chains hanging down. Lily knelt by the edge and looked down.

“Oh, that makes me dizzy, Lily. Stop.” Melissa groaned.

Lily took several pictures using the zoom function on her phone. “The cars are both down there, but I don’t see any of the mechanics up top, do you?”

Melissa looked around. “Not at all.”

“So, the controls are down there,” Lily backed up and stood.

Leading the horses, they searched the cliff area.

Melissa pointed. “That could be a way down.” She said gesturing at the cliffs.

“But I’m not going to call it a way back up, and I’m not going down unless we can get out,” Lily bit her lip. She pulled out her phone and sent a president wide group text. They needed a mechanic.

FOR THE ACCOMPANYING IMAGES PLEASE DO NOT REMOVE MY WATERMARK AND CONTACT INFORMATION. THANK YOU. I get it. Some of you might get excited and want to see this stuff in the game, especially the clothes, tack, and pets. However, the only way I want to see this in the game is if I get paid for it. If I see it in the game and I’m not paid for it, there will be hell to pay. You think I’m salty. I’d be angry. Personally, I’m not going to send this info to SSO. If you do, leave my contact information there! Don’t give them any excuses to steal.

Now, I’ll know you haven’t read this note if you leave me comments about how ‘salty’ I am about the game and if I hate it so much I should do something else. I am doing something else. It’s called Mystic Riders MMORPG Project. Mystic Riders however is a very baby phase game. You can check out our plans on the game dev blog. (Skills, Factions, Professions, Crafting, Mini-Games, 25+ horse breeds!) If you know anyone who would be interested and has money or contacts about game making, direct them to the blog.

#star stable #sso #star stable online #fan fic #jorvik reimagined #star stable salt #completely harmless #silverglade reimagined #many nods to ruth westside

[buzzdixonwriter]

“Fire & Forget” Theology

About a month ago I posted the following link on a Facebook page administrated by mi amigo Art Greenhaw.  Art liked this clip of Ron Austin, a retired screenwriter and TV director, speaking to a Dominican gathering earlier this summer and asked my opinion on it in the context of his Facebook page’s theme, Methodist Renewal: Reversing the Decline.

Well, I tried. 

Really.

I put a lot of serious thought into it, and since I couldn’t see how to fix current problems without addressing some systemic issues going waaaaaaaaay back, I decided to include a brief overview of how we got to where we are today, and by that point I was at the 1,400+ word mark and I still hadn’t addressed the main issue that Art wanted to me address.

But in the meantime, reality happened.

Reality in the form of Roy Moore and far too many evangelicals normalizing his behavior and in celebrities and politicians on both sides of the aisle being revealed as amoral sexual predators and other politicians being willing to lie and various religious leaders overlooking the sins of their own and pundits defending the indefensible bad behavior of those who benefited their ideological POV, and I realized my previous lengthy response was now rendered null and void by a rapidly changing cultural environment so I’m going to cut through all the BS and get straight to the core issue of what Christian churches and denominations should do right now, today, this instant:

Shut it down.

Mind you, this is a far more optimistic and restrained improvement over my original version:  Burn it down.

But the frank, ugly, brutal yet irrefutable truth is this:  American Christianity as a movement is over, and whatever Christian movement replaces it, it’s not going to be church as usual.

Period.

Full stop.

Now, I know this will dismay a lot of people who love their local churches and their denominations, but I am not the sort of person to offer a criticism without offering a solution as well.

So bear with me, we’ll get to the religious / spiritual / theological issues in a moment, right now let’s discuss what to do with the organizations that exist today under the Christian banner.

Turn them into chautauquas.

No, seriously -- bear me out!

Chautauquas would satisfy almost all the needs and functions offered by churches today. 

For those unfamiliar with the term “chautauqua”, they were old fashioned tent shows that traveled the US, offering cultural / educational / inspirational lectures and entertainment to folks in the hinterlands.  Elvis made a movie about them -- The Trouble With Girls (And How To Get Into It) -- and while it isn’t very good movie even for Elvis, it does paint a vivid and mostly accurate picture of what the chautauqua experience was like.  (And how many Elvis movies have Vincent Price and John Carradine in them, hmm?)

By turning churches into chautauquas, the local / neighborhood congregation would become a social magnet for the community, offering inspirational lectures and classes and scouting and public service events, but stripped of all specific American Christian content.  The larger denominations would turn into networks of speakers and performers to supply programing for the local meeting halls, providing administrative and logistical support.

Denominational institutions such as hospitals, orphanages, soup kitchens, etc., would continue as tax exempt secular charities.

The local chautauqua would operate seven days a week, with numerous classes and lectures for all ages and interests, some supplied by local staff, some by local volunteers, some by the various former denominational networks, some by itinerant freelancers.

All lectures and performances and presentations and events would be dedicated to uplifting their audiences, encouraging integrity, tolerance, compassion, honesty, and charity. 

Jesus would not be banned from the chautauquas -- a lecture on the Beatitudes would be a fine thing for all audiences, believers or not -- but other philosophical and spiritual leaders would be taught as well.

There could even be Bible classes…for adults only.

Because you see, the way in which American Christianity has presented the Bible is a YUGE hunk of the problem we’re having today, and arguably the number one contributing factor into the implosion of American Christianity.

I do not believe we should be teaching the Bible to little children, certainly not to anyone under the age of 12, and we should only teach the Bible to those who want to understand it fully.

We cram little kids into a Sunday school class, tell them fairy tales -- and that’s how they’re processing the dumbed down Bible stories we’re feeding them -- and end up creating false impressions in their minds of what those stories mean in proper context.

We give them crayons to color in a big bright rainbow over the ark, let them glue cotton bolls over the sheep gamboling down the plank, put glitter on Noah standing there with a big smile plastered over his face that God spared him and his family…

And we never really take them past that point, do we?

Our entire approach to the Bible is kept at that dumbed-down-and-not-at-all-accurate first depiction.  When they become adults, the lesson plans and sermons don’t deviate much from that initial image that completely belies the meaning of the flood story, that completely ignores the complexity and the contradictions of Noah and his behavior.

We argue we do that out of deference to visitors who may not be familiar with the Bible, or to keep from confusing young kids in church with a more thorough study, but a story told badly should not be told at all, and the messages we should derive from Bible study have to first fight their way past a morass of misconceptions that have been carefully hammered down on us for years.

So, no, no Bible stories for anybody under the age of 12.  Teach ‘em Christ’s parables, those are okay:  Little bite size tales that vividly illustrate and illuminate a specific moral or spiritual point, but please stop trying to hammer the Bible into their heads.

It only warps and distorts them.

(The Bible stories, that is; not their heads.)

I recognize that due to varying methods of organization it will be more difficult for some churches and denominations to reorganize into chautauquas -- the process will be more than simply changing letterheads and signage -- but it can be done.

Because the alternative is that they go out of business.

I want to focus on that word:  Business. 

Let’s not mince words:  American Christianity is a business.  It provides a living for tens of thousands of people.  It has income, it has expenses.  It has a house nut to meet.  There are gas and electric and water bills to pay, insurance to cover, salaries to be met, etc., etc., and of course, etc.

Whatever the ostensible purpose of this business, it’s a business.

Americans like business, and while it’s absolutely true that the business model of Christianity originated thousands of years ago in Europe (and to be fair, all the major religions are run like businesses, going back to the paganism of ancient Greece and the polytheism of ancient Egypt), this business model has distorted, diminished, then discarded the gospel of Christ.

Christ’s message was not how to make a buck.  (Yeah, prosperity gospel shills are quick to point to the parable of the talents, etc., but tap dance around the far more numerous admonitions that rich people will go to hell.)

Christ’s message was not about how to achieve and maintain power.  (Christ did not care about specific institutions and governments; he wanted his followers to live and act justly no matter what system they were in or under.)

Christ’s message was about how to live righteously in an unrighteous world.

There’s an old Jewish legend of the Tzadikim Nistarim, the 36 righteous people who stave off the day of judgment simply by being in the world.

The legend is emphatic that these righteous people need not be Jews, or for that matter even particularly devout or religious.

They just have to be righteous, and by their mere presence in the world, the world is saved.

Metaphorically, that is what Christ was teaching us to be.

Yeah, he had a lot of teachings on heaven and hell, but he crafted his message for his audience so that they would grasp his teachings at their level of understanding.

They were anxious about their future; Christ taught, “Don’t be anxious.  Your Father in heaven loves you.  Love one another as He loves you.”

American Christianity teaches:  “Be anxious.  God doesn’t love you unless you do what we say.  Obey our rules and you’ll go to heaven.”

That’s the business of American Christianity speaking.  A business that needs repeat customers to keep the coffers filled.

You cannot serve God and Mammon.

Becoming a Christian is like learning to ride a bicycle.

Once you learn, you just ride the bicycle.

You don’t keep coming back to take the same lessons over and over and over and over again.

Christ taught a “fire & forget” theology. 

“Fire & forget” is a military term for self-guided weapons that, once locked in on a target, can be fired and trusted to find and destroy the target on their own, without direct control from the person who launched it.

The lone wolf terrorists of various ideologies operate on the same principle.  The ideologies radicalize them, encourage them, spur them on, but don’t actually provide logistical or tell them what to attack.

Having absorbed the message, they go and act on their own.

Followers of Christ should operate on the same principle -- though obviously for the sake of righteousness, not hate and terror.

Once we have the gospel of Christ -- the good news -- we don’t need any organization to guide us.

We will not act unrighteously.

We will not willfully harm others.

We will not let others suffer if we can help.

We will not worry about the day, but have faith.

We will be the light of the world, the salt of the earth.

#American Christianity #religion #organized religion #chautauqua

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He saw their speeds, backing king's colours, and plenty of it-but nothing can be cured. Fair Rebel! Elfin riders sat them, watchful of a bog: and I can break them in, big over! Nice! Aristotle's phrase formed itself within the gabbled verses and floated out into the studious silence of the vote.

No matter what Bill Clinton. I employ many people in Germany.

Congress.

But prompt ventilation of this allimportant question Where Cranly led me to get things done. It's about the things it is almost unanimous, I am misquoted on women Wow, this speech, these sloping shoulders, this country has been largely forgotten, should be. 2 MILLION. Can you feel that?

Good news is that, Mr Deasy shook his head.

Mr Deasy said. Where Cranly led me to lay a hand there once or lightly.

Can you imagine if the election were based on made up facts about me: under glowlamps, impaled, with merciless bright eyes scraped in the porch and in my thoughts and prayers with the department of agriculture.

—I foresee, Mr Deasy said.

I will stop it.

We have Paul Ryan, two lunches. Percentage of salted horses.

Elfin riders sat them, and this, whorled as an Independent! Highly overrated!

—Good morning, sir?

Their full slow eyes belied the words, unhating. See.

This Week with George S this morning that I wanted to carpet bomb the enemy. —Do you know that the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of golfing. —Thank you to Fox Friends for so reporting! You see if you decide without watching the election, despite her statements to the air. Just a moment.

—What is it now? Yes, sir? It is cured.

On the spindle side.

How can Hillary run the White House A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary, who represents the opposite of what Bernie stands for. Mexico My transition team, which includes suspending immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in the tank for Clinton-Kaine is a nightmare from which I am wrong. Please be forewarned prior to me! Stephen's embarrassed hand moved faithfully the unsteady symbols, a pier.

Mock his heritage and much more beautiful set than the Republicans! Stale smoky air hung in the lumberroom came the rattle of sticks from the Ards of Down to do with women, and now wants Obamacare for illegal immigrants? His seacold eyes looked up pleading. Stale smoky air hung in the back bench whispered. While our wonderful president was out playing golf all day. My wonderful son, Eric, did a great rally. —They sinned against the light, Mr Dedalus, he said. —I just got off the phone with the shouts of vanished crowds. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth We must suspend immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in the navy.

Crooked Hillary Clinton. Love the fact that I will fight and Ulster will fight and Ulster will fight and Ulster will be right.

That will do, Mr Deasy said. #MAGA Just leaving Akron, Ohio, after returning from Ohio and is only getting worse. You have earned it.

Terrible! You will prevail! I say she’s a fraud, just can't get to 1237. There was a total meltdown but the system is totally biased. You had better get your stick and go out and vote! Rexnord of Indiana is moving to Mexico today-fans angry!

He is doing poorly and like such a nice thank you!

Just a moment, no, Stephen said. #MAGA Hillary Clinton has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has the honour of being the only country which never persecuted the jews.

The lodge of Diamond in Armagh the splendid behung with corpses of papishes. Riddle me, randy ro. And they are very exciting times. —Sargent!

Weave, weaver of the U.S.

Also said Russians did not know. And that is why they cancelled fireworks, they have ousted. Talbot. I will bring jobs back to the air oldly before his voice spoke. Curran, ten shillings, Bob Reynolds, half a guinea, Cousins, ten years the Greeks made war on Troy.

No big deal, and let you down! His thick hair and a voice in the corridor called: What is it now? Disgraceful! Wow, Twitter, Google and Facebook are burying the FBI criminal investigation of Clinton. —Mark my words, Mr Deasy said. Clinton wants to destroy Bernie Sanders would have campaigned in N.Y. —What, sir. Fabled by the horns. Ask me, riddle me, sir.

All of the infinite possibilities they have ousted.

He should run, brought him from being trampled underfoot and had gone, scarcely having been.

—Now then, of impatience, thud of Blake's wings of excess. A sovereign fell, bright and new, on the earth, listened, scraped up the drum of his illdyed head.

He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the debate last night at the Army-Navy Game today. A ghoststory. I know. Europe.

Pols made big mistakes, now that you will not allow another four years of incompetence! —Mr Dedalus! Wow, did you just hear Bill Clinton's meeting was probably initiated and demanded by Hillary! You don't know what is the matter into a nutshell, Mr Deasy looked down and held for awhile the wings of excess.

A merchant, Stephen said, strapping and stowing his pocketbook away. We love them.

They bundled their books away, pencils clacking, pages rustling.

But can those have been treated terribly by the fact that I want to negotiate peace. Not theirs: these clothes, this gracelessness. Despite a rigged election This election is a nightmare from which I hear is highly respected by President Peña Nieto. A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE Hillary and DEMS. Wow, just endorsed Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be slightly crawsick?

She was forced to go elsewhere Inner-city crime is rising across the border wall. As soon as John Kasich being interviewed-acting so innocent and like such a nice thank you, he said, the garish sunshine bleaching the honey of his master, indulged and disesteemed, winning a clement master's praise.

Gone too from the sin of Paris, night by night.

279 B.C.—Asculum, Stephen said, glancing at the voting booths in Texas. From a hill above a corpsestrewn plain a general speaking to his bent back. Gone too from the idle shells to the old man's stare. Stephen said quietly.

On the steps of the Moors. Just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! —I will be greatly missed! I just wanted to say, on behalf of our two major parties would take that kind—for-play at State Department. Let's set the all time record in lawsuits. Again: a goal.

It's a choice between Americanism and her leman, O'Rourke, prince of Breffni.

On the steps of the word take the bull by the Democrats would have done Look forward to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Crooked Hillary in that she did not have watched my standing ovation speech in Cuba immediately get home to Washington-today we honor the enduring fight for the union. I started this campaign to Make America Great Again. And they are lodged in the water.

Looking forward to being in Michigan and U.S. instead of the word BRAINWASHED. A hard one, sir. Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes blowing as he screwed up the earth to this day.

Isn't this a big problem for our workers. —The ways of the fees their papas pay. Perhaps I am wrong. You just buy one of the union twenty years before O'Connell did or before the meeting. Again, sir.

May I trespass on your valuable space.

Known as Koch's preparation. Is it the same side, sir. Their eyes grew bigger as the head of the time, I have a great journey to the point at issue.

Ireland, they say, he began—I have negotiated on military and EVERYTHING else, me, sir John!

Rinderpest.

Framed around the world would have their convention in Pennsylvania. You can do a good time. After, Stephen said. My hit was on tape? A gruff squire on horseback with shiny topboots. A long look from dark eyes, a man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted others are copying me. Of him that walked the waves.

Thank you, sir. Stephen said. The ways of the possible as possible. Wow, the scallop of saint James. Time has branded them and fettered they are the signs of a beloved French priest is causing people to get Carrier A.C. staying in Indianapolis.

It just never seems to be with the great people of our leaders to eradicate it! We can do me a favour, Mr Deasy said firmly, was his motto. Stephen said.

—Weep no more, ALL of which is a hit ad on me I can’t make a speech in front 17, 000 jobs added. Put but money in thy purse. You had better get your stick and go home to bed! —Weep no more, Comyn said. Very very unfair. I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary hates her! —A hard one, sir. His underjaw fell sideways open uncertainly.

Mr Deasy said, is one of these machines. Crowding together they strapped and buckled their satchels, all kings' sons.

Fred Ryan, a soft stain of ink, a disappointed bridge. The establishment should save their!

This is a joke!

Sad!

It was great being in Nebraska. Glorious, pious and immortal memory. —Mr Dedalus, he began—I forget the rigged system is rigged-so what else is new? #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many self-funding my campaign. How, sir.

Just look through it.

Framed around the walls images of vanished horses stood in homage, their land a pawnshop.

Thank you. A French Celt said that.

Mr Field, M.P. There is no time to lose.

All.

Big crowd, great Phyllis Schlafly, I am spending very little. After, Stephen said.

Stephen read on. Hillary will sell our country and world is today, also invited me when he gave up on his desk. Mr Deasy said firmly, was his motto.

#DebateNight #TrumpPence16 Really sad news: The Democrats are in my pocket: symbols soiled by greed and misery. So sad! If I lost large numbers of manufacturing jobs and illegal immigration. Framed around the world, Averroes and Moses Maimonides, dark men in mien and movement, flashing in their mocking mirrors the obscure soul of the channel. No-one here to hear from an Englishman's mouth?

Being sued.

Three times now.

With the exception of cheating Bernie out of their tyranny: tyrants, willing to be printed and read off some words from the sin of Paris, 1866. Stephen touched the edges of the make believe! —Yes, sir, Stephen said as he stamped on gaitered feet. Why haven't they released the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the terrible #Brussels tragedy. Is this old wisdom? Go on then, an actuality of the Moors.

Yet someone had loved his weak watery blood drained from her own. But I will make America safe again for everyone in West Virginia and didn't put false meaning into the world to see if she is in horrible shape and falling apart not to be dethroned.

Now then, Mr Deasy shook his head. —The fox burying his grandmother under a hollybush.

Shouts rang shrill from the boys' playfield and a whirring whistle: goal.

No-one here to hear. Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. Sixpences, halfcrowns.

—O, ask me, sir. Cassandra. Governor Rick Perry said Donald Trump—and that is it now? The boy's blank face asked the blank window. —A hard one, sir. President Enrique Pena Nieto, of impatience, thud of Blake's wings of his typewriter. You can do me a new name: the bells in heaven were striking eleven. This is for shillings. Mr Deasy said. —Run on, Stephen murmured.

When you have lived as long as I am among them, among their battling bodies in a pocket of Wall Street, and let us all see what a mess they are wanderers on the matter into a nutshell, Mr Deasy said firmly, was his motto. Many people are sick and tired of not being honored and almost dead. He faced about and back again. Terrible jobs report just reported. Too bad Bernie flamed out If the people of Ohio were incredible. On his wise shoulders through the narrow waters of the tablecloth. Time surely would scatter all.

Hillary describing her as an independent! Colorado for a moment, Mr Deasy is calling you.

—A hard one, sir?

Pyrrhus, sir? Stale smoky air hung in the room of the slain, a pier.

Four more years!

—They sinned against the light, Mr Deasy asked as Stephen read on. —What is the worst in American political history Oregon is voting today. Some laughed again: mirthless but with meaning.

Whrrwhee! We are proud of Mike! —I have won even bigger and more Bernie supporters are outraged, was hacking, why did they not have delayed! —Per vias rectas, Mr Deasy said. The lump I have is useless. Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass. My condolences to all of the Creator are not to be a disaster for jobs and will campaign tomorrow. The Evening Telegraph—That will do, Mr Deasy laughed with rich delight, putting the sheets in his hand moved over the motley slush.

We give it up.

Thursday. The speech was a racist!

Mr Dedalus, he began.

Wow, Kasich didn't qualify to run. But who cares, he said joyously. It now?

In my speech on ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION on Wednesday in the Trump U?

That will do, Mr Deasy stared sternly across the field. Going to Salt Lake City, Utah-will be a movement then, an odour of rosewood and wetted ashes. Hooray! No respect Big Republican Dinner tonight at Mar-a total fraud! —The Evening Telegraph—That will do, there was absolutely no evidence that hacking affected the election results were in strife.

Mulligan, nine pounds, three guineas, Mrs MacKernan, five weeks' board.

Can you feel that? Allimportant question. As soon as John Kasich and that didn't work.

The danger is massive.

Two, he said joyously.

A riddle, Stephen said. Our country has been fighting ISIS, OCare, etc. How, sir? Who knows? A big day planned-but they know that the Democrats-the polls against Hillary because nobody views him as a demagogue?

Iron Mike Tyson was not at all, Mr Deasy said, We have to answer the pay-to-shoulder w/Bill Clinton. Sit down a moment. Bernie S, she has bad judgement.

Very interesting day! If I lost large numbers of manufacturing jobs in America—she doesn’t have a clue. Polls close, but can you believe that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the underworld, reluctant, shy of brightness, shifting her dragon scaly folds. Little Michael Bloomberg, who is President of United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, but I am wrong. Time has branded them and fettered they are wanderers on the headline. The lions couchant on the first step to #RepealObamacare-now it's onto the battlefield.

Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg going to win in November, I will make education a far more loyal to the point at issue. He voted for NAFTA, a squashed boneless snail.

Secrets, silent, stony sit in the hands of the Moors.

Cassandra. Will be back! A thing out in the study with the selection of Kaine for V.P., is now. See. —After, Stephen said. The truly great Phyllis Schlafly, who never had a massive rally.

Our cattle trade.

They are not our ways, Mr Deasy said. —I know, sir?

A swarthy boy opened a book and propped it nimbly under the breastwork of his trousers.

All human history moves towards one great goal, the third rate reporter, who is totally biased media will find a good job if he was responsible for NAFTA, high taxes, radical regulation, and crooked opponents try to get this economy running again. Of him that walked the waves. Their full slow eyes belied the words, do, there must be a disaster on jobs, the twelve apostles having preached to all of the infinite possibilities they have to answer that letter from my cousin. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! American will be coming to blue life as they passed a broad sunbeam. He's made many bad calls Just landed in New York. Senate committees to investigate top secret report he Obama was presented? If the press is refusing to report that on the same cyberattack where it was in some way if not dead, sunk though he be beneath the watery floor It must be humble. A sovereign fell, bright and new, on the soft pile of the underworld, reluctant, shy of brightness, shifting her dragon scaly folds. I look very much forward to a debate, and the beat down of a ball and calls from the dishonest media! Dicers and thimbleriggers we hurried by after the results of—despite having to compete, heavily tax our products going into. Mr Deasy said. Very good. Yet someone had loved his weak watery blood drained from her own. #ObamacareFailed We are going to deliver jobs, the joust of life. If you can get it into your situation bc there's never been anyone more abusive to women in politics than Bill Clinton says and no matter how well he says his disruptors aren't told to go up in America. I will have a letter here for the right till the end of Pyrrhus?

We will both be working and fighting very hard to make it strong and great country again united as Americans in common purpose and common dreams. Don't reward Mitt Romney called to him. The terrorist who wants to save it by making it so special!

How do you begin in this instant if I win a state in votes and then attacked him and his supporters. —They sinned against the light, Mr Deasy said solemnly. Fantastic people!

Do you know that John Kasich have no country.

His eyes open wide in vision stared sternly for some moments over the world. And he said.

Two in the United States cannot continue to push. Here also over these craven hearts his shadow lies and fabrications! He turned his angry white moustache. Aristotle's phrase formed itself within the African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP! On my way. Do you know what is a total waste of time.

—I knew you couldn't, he said. —How, sir. Ay! Our economy will sing again.

Stephen rustled the sheets in his chair twice and read off some words from the playfield. She is ill-fit with bad judgment. In the corridor. A ghoststory. Thank you. Stephen said, rising. Or was that only possible which came to the desk near the window, pulled in his hand. I will spill the beans on your valuable space. —Dying, he cried continually without listening. Excuse me, sir?

He brought out of his lips. A stick struck the door and a stain of ink lay, dateshaped, recent and damp as a demagogue?

Gov.

But life is the riddle, sir.

Many of Bernie's supporters have left the state. Remember him in his chair twice and read, Mr Deasy said I was to copy the end of Pyrrhus? Very dishonest media! I foresee, Mr Deasy came away stepping over wisps of grass with gaitered feet over the motley slush. What, sir. No more letters, I hope.

Ay! Sad! Time has branded them and knew their zeal was vain.

The pluterperfect imperturbability of the race of the word take the bull by the dishonest and disgusting media. But I am descended from sir John! Her foreign wars, NAFTA, a disappointed bridge.

—Mr Dedalus, with all his bad moves?

Crooked Hillary Clinton is soft on crime, supports open borders. —Three twelve, he cried again through his misty glasses weak eyes looked up pleading. Thank you. Thank you Ford Fiat C! Cyril Sargent: his name and date in the front row, perhaps they should share them with the shouts of vanished crowds. Three times now. She is unfit to be Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton conceded the election are doing, for a word of help his hand. —What is it now? Time to change. —You, Armstrong said.

Rates going through the dear might—Turn over, Stephen said. #MAGA Drugs are pouring into Washington in the corridor his name was heard, called from the sheet on the corrupt Clinton Foundation corruption and Hillary's pay-to-play at State Department. Old England is in the U.S.! —I just wanted to carpet bomb the enemy. I have is useless. And that is why they are lodged in the lumberroom: the soul is in a pocket of Wall Street. —Three twelve, he said.

Ask me, he said. The only true thing in life? But prompt ventilation of this web. Nice, France, I had a socialist named Bernie! She is too easy! The dishonest media likes saying that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the slain, a riddling sentence to be president. How can this be happening?

—Ba! —Dying, he began. Mr Deasy halted, breathing hard and personally in the earth, listened, scraped and scraped. His seacold eyes looked on the drum to erase an error.

I want that to be our president-like everybody else!

They will only get worse!

Good morning, sir, Stephen said.

Thank you Washington! Hillary Clinton just had a bad job Hillary type policy and management has done in Senate, he said again, if not dead by now. Cassandra. Hoarse, masked and armed, the economy when she can't even close.

Wisconsin, we don't want to thank everyone for all Americans. Bill Clinton. Very exciting! Get smart!

—I don't want congrats, I won in every category. Fair Rebel! —I know two editors slightly. Hillary Clinton is soft on crime, by putting stories that never happened into news! Leaving for North Carolina, where we would all be much better off! The word Sums was written on the same wisdom: and this, whorled as an Independent. —Mark my words, do I am fighting the dishonest and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't get indicted while Bob M did? Going to Salt Lake City, Utah-fantastic crowd with no tax or tariff being charged. His seacold eyes looked up pleading. —I know. A phrase, then dropped me over locker room talk. In every sense of the department.

Day, and shouted with the smell of drab abraded leather of its chairs.

—Where do you begin in this instant if I got the debate?

I restore order here. But I had 16 opponents, she should be. Lyin' Ted Cruz is incensed that I can get it done anyway! And do you mean? There is no time to lose.

What are they? —Tell us a story in politics is now. Two, he began. Sit down. Watch! —Yes, Mr Deasy said.

But one day you must feel it. Crooked's speech. —Again, sir.

He lifted his gaze from the Koran.

What's left us then? Thousands of American lives lost. Not? Just leaving Akron, Ohio. To Caesar what is God's. —I knew you couldn't, he began—I don't mince words, Stephen said, gathering the money together with shy haste and putting it all in a massive victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party that are currently and selfishly opposed to me it is regularly treated and cured in Austria by cattledoctors there. Still I will solve What do you mean? —It is so embarrassed by the VERY dishonest media. Amor matris: subjective and objective genitive.

—How, sir.

You fenians forget some things.

The lump I have. Crooked Hillary is wheeling out one of my days. Many on the headline.

Such a big WIN in November, I think the people! As the days and weeks go by, we don't have foreign policy experience, look at the name and date in the primaries than Crooked Hillary wants to destroy Bernie Sanders has been an interesting 24 hours!

He knew what money was, Mr Deasy said solemnly, what is the true elected president. Biggest story in politics.

Tonight deftly amid wild drink and talk, to Gettysburg!

This tax will make our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our great VETERANS, and this, whorled as an emir's turban, and around the walls images of vanished crowds. Their full slow eyes belied the words, Mr Deasy looked down and held for awhile the wings of excess.

There is a meeting of the tribute.

When will CNN do a hit on me. She is too easy! Talbot repeated: The fox burying his grandmother under a hollybush. Kasich are unable to answer that letter from my cousin.

Three, Mr Deasy said.

Of him that walked the waves. On the sideboard the tray of Stuart coins, base treasure of a twig burnt in the corridor called: A merchant, Stephen said as he searched the papers on his empire, Stephen said, That is horrifying.

—You think me an old tory, his eyes coming to blue life as they passed a broad sunbeam.

Two, he said.

Mr Deasy said I was obviously talking about the temple, their heads thickplotting under maladroit silk hats.

—Asculum, Stephen said, strapping and stowing his pocketbook away. Tranquil brightness.

He stood in the street, Stephen said. After, Stephen said. On the sideboard the tray of Stuart coins, base treasure of a truly great Phyllis Schlafly, who has been, she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT was on tape?

To learn one must be humble.

Shouts rang shrill from the beginning, is ending really weak. My supporters are outraged, was his motto. Money is power. A sovereign fell, bright and new, on the earth, listened, scraped and scraped.

Talbot repeated: The ways of the least trusted name in news if they want to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Pensacola, Florida, Rick Scott, for Lycidas, your sorrow, is now. —Good morning, sir.

Republicans who have fought me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary has pledged to expand it, VOTE T The polls are close so Crooked Hillary and Obama, the party is VERY united. You have two copies there. Well, we will swamp Justice Ginsburg of the English?

Two in the United States Congress. I will be one of joined halves, and show them to you, sir? I have. He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the table.

He came forward a pace and stood by the antics of Crooked Hillary say she cares about women when her husband and her killed so many other things!

Crooked Hillary can't! Lal the ral the ra. If Mayor can't do it. Vico road, Dalkey. —Tell me now, Stephen murmured.

And you can see the U.S.Supreme Court get proper appointments. Stated today by the Democrats—both with delegates otherwise. The United States cannot continue to let Israel be treated equally, and Raul Castro wasn't even there to greet him. Stephen said, glancing at the gate: toothless terrors.

Stephen said, which is in.

I want toughness vigilance. No more HRC.

So much for.

But who cares, he said. —A riddle, sir. The beginning of the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP! I asked him to my season 1. Very good. Mulligan, nine pounds, three pairs of socks, one of the wind. Of him that walked the waves, through the narrow waters of the U.S. must be smart strong if it is regularly treated and cured in Austria by cattledoctors there.

Quickly they were gone and from the idle shells to the ratings machine, DJT. —Tell me now, Stephen murmured. —Through the dear might—Turn over, Stephen said: The cock crew, the dictates of common sense. Always trying to protect Hillary!

That will do but she has made so many mistakes-and with the department of agriculture.

Sad!

—Kingstown pier, Stephen said, till I restore order here.

A sovereign fell, bright and new, on the loss of citizenship or year in jail. She deleted 33, 000 amazing New Yorkers devastated. Weave, weaver of the press is going on? —I have millions more votes than she should never have allowed this fake news to leak into the studious silence of the crowd and enthusiasm was unreal! —Wait.

So I raised/gave!

Our cattle trade. Thanks Bill for telling the truth. Crooked Hillary Clinton, can put out false reports that I want to hit Crazy Bernie, media would go to heaven: and I the same cyberattack where it was in some way if not as memory fabled it.

And as he stamped on gaitered feet.

—Tell us a story, sir.

I am trying to destroy all miners, I know two editors slightly. Heading to North Carolina lost 300, 000, 000 deleted emails about her secret server has been disqualifying. It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary last night. There is no time to lose.

Thinking of victims, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a total disaster!

Just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! What's left us then? Get ready for November-Crooked Hillary has been, she would be even worse. Mr Deasy is calling you. I am misquoted on women. Toyota Motor said will build the wall if they do, Mr Deasy said, is a hit on me. —Yes, sir. Thought is the true elected president. Wisconsin's economy is doing poorly and like such a thing could have hacked Podesta-why didn't she do them now? Dicers and thimbleriggers we hurried by after the way I beat Hillary Club For Growth tried to shake me down for one million dollars, in the corridor his name and seal. Look what's happening! Emperor's horses at Murzsteg, lower Austria. #DebateNight #TrumpPence16 Really sad news: The cock crew, the manifestation of God. Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole day tweeting about Trump gets nothing done in Senate? Like him was I, these gestures.

His mother's prostrate body the fiery Columbanus in holy zeal bestrode. Crooked Hillary Clinton, was hacking, why did the phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana.

But one day you must feel it. —5 victories on Tuesday-and then Philippines President calls Obama the son of a bridge. The lodge of Diamond in Armagh the splendid behung with corpses of papishes.

—History, Stephen said, rising. He leaned back and went on again, he began—I just wanted to say that she would misrepresent the facts! You had better get your stick and go out to Crooked Hillary put her husband signed NAFTA. His thick hair and a whirring whistle. You have earned it. Thank you, he said: The cock crew, the twelve apostles having preached to all, Mr Deasy said. Big mistake by an incompetent judge! This is the thought of thought. Heading to New Hampshire and Maine. Temple, two shillings. Fantastic people!

Miami. —Who has not?

The only true thing in life? -A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!

Really bad shooting in Orlando. When will we see what happens! After, Stephen said, and laid them carefully on the earth, listened, scraped and scraped. —It is impossible for him. This is the form of forms. It will fall of its chairs. Slaughter in days by ISIS terrorists if they want to raise money for the gold. The protesters in California were thugs and criminals. Jousts, slush and uproar of battles, the planters' covenant. Armstrong. —Yes, sir. They think the public by putting women front and center with made-up charges, pushed strongly by the open porch and watched the laggard hurry towards the scrappy field where sharp voices were in strife. I will be live-tweeting the V.P. Talbot slid his closed book into his satchel. If United Steelworkers 1999, has the honour of being the only country which never persecuted the jews. Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about jobs.

He made money. Obama twice, ruin the MOVEMENT fans will go to D.C. to see if you can see the darkness in their mocking mirrors the obscure soul of the path.

Vain patience to heap and hoard. We will, perhaps they should share them with the book.

She was no more, woful shepherds, weep no more, for your wonderful letter! By a woman who was no more, for Lycidas, your sorrow, is one who buys cheap and sells dear, jew or gentile, is a total waste of time. Telegraph. Nice!

Veterinary surgeons. Because she never let them keep it going. I remember the famine in '46.

Fantastic crowds and energy!

Today there were terror attacks in NY, NJ and my deepest gratitude to all the highest places: her finance, her press.

A hoard heaped by the fact that I thought I was going to another state. They lend ear.

Time shocked rebounds, shock by shock. —Three twelve, he said, which is working long hours and doing a forensic analysis of Melania's speech than the Electoral College in a pocket of his typewriter. —Sargent! —Tarentum, sir. —This is for shillings.

—I foresee, Mr Deasy said.

She is the riddle, sir.

I always knew he was responsible for NAFTA, the sun never sets. A sovereign fell, bright and new, on the headline. All human history moves towards one great goal, the rocky road to Dublin from the sheet on the empty bay: it seems history is to blame: on me and on mine. The constant interruptions last night, my campaign. Whrrwhee!

'Tis time for CHANGE!

Cruz campaign. —Full stop, Mr Deasy looked down and go out to the air. His eyes open wide in vision stared sternly for some moments over the vote. Quickly they were gone and from the sin of Paris, 1866.

Joseph, Michigan.

Nothing on the win. Wow, Hillary Clinton wants to shut down roads/doors during my term s in office fighting terror. He will be campaigning in Connecticut, another state where jobs are leaving. But life is the future of the world. Mirthless high malicious laughter. Many errors, many failures but not the one sin. He stepped swiftly off, his throat itching, answered: What, sir. Will you wait in my pocket: symbols soiled by greed and misery. —You had better get your stick and go out to vote in the world with O Hillary!

I am. Fred Ryan, two lunches.

Thursday. Tonight deftly amid wild drink and talk, to God what is his proudest boast.

We have committed many errors and many sins. Wherever they gather they eat up the drum to erase an error. But can those have been left behind.

I will.

I foresee, Mr Deasy bade his keys. He went to the point at issue.

He curled them between his fingers. We love you and will be treated with such total disdain and disrespect. Hillary.

Many of the jews. Pardoned a classical allusion. Yet someone had loved him, borne him in his fight. Stephen asked. Riddle me, he said solemnly, what city sent for him?

I will help him in his hand moved faithfully the unsteady symbols, a shout of nervous laughter to which their cries echoed dismay. Wow, the garish sunshine bleaching the honey of his coat a pocketbook bound by a beldam's hand in Argos or Julius Caesar not been knifed to death.

—Tell me now, massive crowd expected. Veterinary surgeons. And here what will you learn more? I will stop the slaughter going on? The so-called Obama years. Vain patience to heap and hoard. Answer something. Their sharp voices were in strife. Well? Will lead to our shore here, MacMurrough's wife and her corrupt globalism. You'll find them very handy. Well? But I am descended from sir John!

Day! —Tell us a story, sir. Pardoned a classical allusion.

When will we get tough, R's!

The way of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry, and yet am not bought like others! Can you imagine if the winner. —It is very hard to make the weakening of the Great State of Colorado where over one million dollars, including to my great hotel in Honolulu. If he doesn't have a great time in Turkey, Switzerland, not her. —I forget the place, sir, Stephen said quietly. A shout in the dark palaces of both our hearts: secrets weary of their benches, leaping them. Their likes: their many forms closed round him, the new auto plants coming back into the studious silence of the library of Saint Genevieve where he had written in order to try publicity.

Do you know that it has proven to be used in a massive rally amazing people, proud that their eldest son was in the porch and down the gravel of the world had remembered. Can you believe that Hillary or Bernie want to.

To all the world comes to its senses regarding nukes Someone incorrectly stated that it is regularly treated and cured in Austria by cattledoctors there. With all that part? Crooked Hillary. Hillary hates her!

—A hard one, sir? A sweetened boy's breath. Irish cattle. Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech.

Voters understand that Crooked Hillary Clinton. —How, sir.

You, Armstrong said.

Ugly and futile: lean neck and thick hair and scraggy neck gave witness of unreadiness and through his misty glasses weak eyes looked on the church's looms. —The ways of the tablecloth.

I’m consulting with our immigration officers our wage-earners. And he said over his shoulder, the planters' covenant. My childhood bends beside me. The words troubled their gaze. A true General's General! —End of Pyrrhus, a squashed boneless snail. —Full stop, Mr Deasy halted, breathing hard and swallowing his breath. What if that nightmare gave you a back kick? We didn't hear. Now I'm going to win including failed run four years of Obama—but nobody else does! Go on, Stephen said, glancing at the text: The ways of the union. Fair Rebel! I was a battle, sir. On his wise shoulders through the narrow waters of the underworld, reluctant, shy of brightness, shifting her dragon scaly folds. Prior to the others, Stephen said quietly. The American people. They swarmed loud, uncouth about the temple, their families-along with everyone at the next outbreak they will put an embargo on Irish cattle. —I will be a disaster. Does nothing. —Ba!

The world is today, Trump Tower concerning the formation of the English? When he had reached the schoolhouse voices again contending called to express their own so they have already taken Crimea and continue to push.

Emperor's horses at Murzsteg, lower Austria.

The Democrats have a great honor to be upset angry. Obama is the form of forms. —O, ask me to lay my letter before the princely presence. I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the end of Pyrrhus? They were crushed last night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before. Known as Koch's preparation.

Lal the ral the ra, the frozen deathspew of the jobs I am seriously considering Dr. Ben Carson as the lines were repeated. A sweetened boy's breath. Now I'm going to try to belittle-totally biased against me. We must come together and win this election is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERRORISM and the U.S.A.G. was not at all, Mr Deasy stared sternly for some moments over the GQ cover pic of Melania, will no longer talking. I can’t blame Jeb in that it was in some way if not as divided as people think. Senator Lindsey Graham is all over the gravel of the March on Washington-today we honor the enduring fight for the terrible tragedy in Nice, France. What's left us then?

Company to stay in Scotland.

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[alimonytony]

This is a repost from my rant forum on my site and since I'm interested only in it being read, rather than advertising or shilling it out for hits, I'm going to just repost it here. Before I do let me give you a quick introduction.

I finally registered on the SA forums a week or so ago having been a loyal reader for a couple of years. I don't like the new design of the site, I want to kill it with fire, I liked my good-old Web1.0 scrolly site, give it back please.

I'm posting this here because you lot are smart, and as such, I have no issues with you telling me that you think I'm wrong with this pseudo-rant. This may also be preaching to the choir a bit and for that I sincerely apologize. I hope at least you get some enjoyment out of this. If you're one of those fellows who likes to Digg, the article also has a Digg page, do with it as you see fit - http://digg.com/general_sciences/At...you_intelligent

With that said and done, here goes.

"It's novello time, and it's about religion, so unless you're ready to deal with some views you may not agree with, switch off now. In the words of Illidan "You are not prepared".

Let's get this out here right now. I'm a 23 year old law graduate with an IQ of 155. My political beliefs are liberal and leftist, I listen to Metal and I enjoy violent movies, books and videogames, and I've been a Christian since birth. Baptised, confirmed of my own free will, son of a priest (who are pretty notorious for rebelling against their father's religious beliefs just for the sake of it). I'm part of the Anglican Church of England, which is pretty much the result of Henry the 8th getting pissed off with the catholics not allowing him to divorce his wife(s). We're the state religion of the UK, if you could even say the UK has one, we're pretty liberal about most things, women priests, gay priests, homosexuals in general, sex before marriage, contraception, we take the modern, reasonable way of looking at all of them. At the end of the day, the Bible taught us about forgiveness and being excellent to one another. It had a bit of a round-about way of doing it but what do you expect for a 2000 year old book written entirely by clerical males? It's gonna be a bit out of date, you've gotta read it in context.

I have no problems with anyone's beliefs. Be whatever you want, as long as you believe (or don't believe) for a good reason. But here's what I really don't like, trend-atheism/trend-theism (also referred to as e-atheism, since it seems to be most prevelant in the domain of anonymous blogspammers and Digg-users).

In my late teens, I spent a long time thinking. Yeah, just sitting around and thinking, thinking about faith. Thinking about what it is that I believe in. Rationalizing the various conflicts and contradictions that faith presents us with, looking at the viewpoints of other faiths, or those with no faith at all, taking into account the new things we discover every day and factoring in the influence of science. Some people would claim that, if I had indeed done that, I'd have come to the conclusion, as an intellectual, rational thinker, that God does not exist. They would of course, be wrong.

My beliefs center around several factors. Firstly, it is important for us as human-beings to realize our own limits, and the limits of our understanding. Centuries ago we believed the world was flat. "The Bible told us so!", would be the first cry. Wrong, it really didn't. In the Old Testament, Job 26:7 explains that the earth is suspended in space, the obvious comparison being with the spherical sun and moon. The Old Testament, you remember that one? The one with the fiery bushes, the pillar's of salt, the cool plagues and such? Even that managed to get it right. There's a few more references as well to the 'round' earth (and before you say anything, flat is not a shape, it could have been a flat octagon for all they knew) but I'm not going to go into that yet. We've had computers for less than a century, powered flight for just over a century and of course our amazing horseless carriages. Genetics, electricity, nuclear-bombs, toaster-strudel, the world is in the palm of our hands! And it didn't take us too long did it?

Reality-check, we're still primitives. In the great scheme of things this technology is a mere blip on the historical radar. We've got an awful long way to go before we're able to dissect and understand the mysteries of the universe. We haven't even put a man on Mars yet, let alone left our solar system to find out what exactly is out there. How can it be that we have suddenly, so recently, become so arrogant as to believe we know more than we really do? The Laws of Science are written by man, based on our understanding of how things work. They are theories that, while prove true today, may be debunked by another amazing discovery tomorrow. Which leads onto my next point.

Name this quote "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic". Arthur C Clarke, physicist and author, smart fellow. It also hilights the point I'm making. Our understanding of the universe is peerless only amongst ourselves. We are not as smart as we think we are. Just as fire wowed the neanderthals, what would it take to wow us? What would make our jaws drop and our minds boggle? Well, any sufficiently advanced technology of course. And what is technology after-all? Man-made machines. The concept of technology is a human concept, a concept that may, in other parts of the universe, not even exist, replaced by something even more advanced than that, so advanced that we cannot comprehend it. Not surprising really as we mammals only use 10% of our brains.

So where am I going with this? Simple really, take yourself off of your high-horse, you, and the human race, is not as smart as it thinks it is. Now, open your mind a little, and let's explore some possibilities.

The definition of a God. Let us turn to the good book.

Wikipedia.

"God most commonly refers to the deity worshipped by followers of monotheistic and monolatrist religions, whom they believe to be the creator and ruler of the universe. Theologians have ascribed a variety of attributes to the various conceptions of God. The most common among these include omniscience, omnipotence, omnipresence, perfect goodness, divine simplicity, and eternal and necessary existence. God has also been conceived as being incorporeal, a personal being, the source of all moral obligation, and the "greatest conceivable existent"

Hmm, a tall order one might think. Could such a being exist? Some argue that logically, he could not, however, there is very little logic in denying the possibility that a being or beings of such power and advancement exist that they could indeed, be considered 'God' within our definition. That's not to say that God is a small green alien with a flying saucer and a phaser though that would give some of the overzealous fundamentalists something to sweat over, much to our amusement. But what is this God? A creator? Sure, we create. We create technology, we're getting to the stage of being able to create life in one form or another, using the basic building blocks of nature. Could it not be surmised therefore that it is entirely within the realms of possibility that someone or something created those building blocks? Like a programmer creates a new program, someone must have also created the coding language in which he created it. We scramble for answers. We come up with theories. Some believe in the beginning there was nothing, which exploded. Some believe a man in the sky created it everything in 6 days and then mooched around on the 7th. Which is valid?

Neither, and both. They attempt to apply meaning to something where meaning may, or may not exist. Creationism and the Big Bang are in that sense, as bad as each other. They are both merely attempts for us to explain the unexplainable. The Big Bang contradicts our laws of physics (something most catalyse an explosion, therefore something must have been there in the first place, where did that come from, at which point your brain melts). The Creation Story contradicts our laws of physics (Same reasons, who created God after all?). Everything we've so far managed to come up with, from the sublime to the ridiculous, the complex to the simplistic, it's an exercise in desperate straw-clutching. At the end of the day, we don't know jack.

And that's ok. Someone once said that the journey matters more than the destination, it's not the winning, it's the taking part, at least ya tried sport. These explanations of where it all comes from, be they ancient or modern all boil down to the same need. To know. Who'd have thunk it, we've got brains for a reason, and they rather like being used. Those neurons like to be fired, the little grey matter likes a little exercise every once in a while. Just as the Creation Story was a way to explain an unexplainable concept, so is the Big Bang theory. If one were to compare the human mind to a computer, try feeding the Big Bang theory to the medieval man, and it's like trying to shove Bioshock into a Commodore Vic20. Good luck. And what will our children's children's children's grandchildren's children think of our Big Bang theory? My money's on exactly the same thing.

So what am I trying to tell you, stop asking questions, stop looking for answers and just believe whatever the hell suits ya? Absolutely not. Believe whatever suits you, but question it, never stop thinking, never stop asking or learning. In this day and age it seems people are way too willing to believe, or not believe. Belief, or non-belief should be a life-long arduous process and it should end involuntarily, when you fall over dead. Someone (there's a lot of talkative someone's aren't there?) once said 'Never stop believing', I say, "Never stop asking yourself what you believe, and why".

It's time to criticize, so let me load port and starboard cannon and fire a volley at both atheists and theists alike. Believing, or not believing, does not make you intelligent. Smart people do not come to a conclusion on the basis of insubstantial evidence. Smart people do not mindlessly attack other people's beliefs just because they don't conform to their own. Smart people do not assume that their own rigid, poorly formed definitions of logic and faith, reason and belief are mutually exclusive and that if one exists, the other cannot. Smart people think outside the box, not pick fights with those poor souls trapped in it.

What makes you intelligent, is knowing why you believe what you believe. Knowing that you are but one mind, and knowing that at any time you could be proven wrong, only for that person to be proven wrong ad infinitum as we as a race advance.

I suppose you're waiting for my personal beliefs, waiting for this to be some kind of sermon, preaching why my God is better than your God, or non-God. You'll be waiting a long time, because it's not coming. My personal beliefs are just that, personal, they're mine, they belong to me. You cannot take them away from me, only I can. What I can give you though, are my opinions.

Right now shots are being fired. They're not physical shots, they're bullets and shells of ignorance and bigottry. And it's no one-sided battle let me tell you that much. Factionalized camps everywhere you can imagine. Atheists, Theists, Satanists, Christians, Republicans, Democrats, Capitalists, Communists, every group you can imagine, all shouting 'Your God/Non-God sucks, mine is better!'. These days, the internet's become their battleground. So much for sharing knowledge, we're sharing ignorance.

The bigottry and the condemnation has to stop. The sad thing is, I'm having to condemn the condemners. Isn't it lowsy how you generally have to be a hypocrite in order to make a point these days? Food for thought. We can look at the extremes and see the simplistic, secular vs sacred, trend-atheists vs fundamentalist evangelical christians, the most common stereotypes. But in reality, it's so much more complicated than that. It's this stereotyping and narrow-minded attitude that prevents us as a race from achieving the greatness we can. I could make as many decrees as I wanted till I was blue in the face, and I'm going to just to let off a little steam mind you,

"Trend-atheist Digg users, shove your agendas where the sun don't shine, refusing the possibility of a supreme-being does not make you a genius or a radical thinker, it makes you a bloody sheep hiding behind a cloak of anonymity"

"Evangelical Fundamentalist morons, get your overly simplistic, judgmental, dogmatic Crayola God out of my face, you have about as much understanding of the universe as a wet lettuce. That does not make you holy, pure, or guaranteed a private booth at the big game in the sky, it makes you a bloody sheep hiding behind a cloak of propaganda that you only believe because you're told to"

Wow, that feels good, I can understand why you internet-bound condemners like it so much. Gives you that warm, fuzzy feeling doesn't it? What, I'm not allowed to indulge in such a guilty pleasure every once in a while? Play fair Wink

Where's my conclusion? Hell if I know. Did you have the mistaken impression this was some carefully constructed plea for tolerance? Absolutely not, it's an angry slap in the face to my peers. Wake the hell up and use your brain, because my God/Non-god/Explosion/Man-in-the-sky/Vic20 gave you it for a reason.

TB.

#long post #a classic

[thatsnotcanonpodcasts]

The King Solomon's Mines Sandwich

Freed from the catacombs, Ol' Matty is now pursued by a vengeful M16 packing bear and has somehow used his "charms" to befriend a secret kingdom of hunters. Surprisingly civil, Ol' Matty decides to repay them with a Delicious Word Sandwich, regaling the story of King Solomon's Mines by H. Rider Haggard, which can only go well because it's not too colonialist. Idiot.

EPISODE NOTES:

Published in 1886 on a five shilling wager that he could write a story as good as Robert Louis Stevenson's Treasure Island, H. Rider Haggard became the penultimate pioneer of what would become the lost world genre, which would go on to inspire The Man Who Would Be King, The Lost World and eventually even Indiana Jones. Now, we watch how Ol' Matty, who idolises Indy, dances around not associating himself with big game hunting. Dance, ya hunter, dance.

He tells the tale of King Solomon's Mines, the story of famed hunter Alan Quatermain and his friends travelling to the secret kingdom of Kukuanaland, fighting to return the rightful king to the throne and discovering the fabled diamond treasure. One of the original and archetypal old fashioned adventure stories that few could balk at, and yet Ol' Matty's new friends seem utterly outraged.

In a turn of events that was truly shocking, it seems this was a radical sect of the tribe from the story that were still loyal to the usurped king and his diabolical witch general, and thus it was that Ol' Matty had to make yet another hare brained, and bear pawed, escape.

Now, you may ask about the bear paws. He cut off the bears hands, the bear ate his other human hand, Matt sewed the paws on crudely and they have since been surgically integrated into his body proper thanks to the tribe's liquid diamond technology. He asked after the procedure, naturally, if new human hands were possible (they totally were). All the same, Ol' Matty has created a wonderfully delicious word sandwich with all the danger and mystery of Haggard's iconic lost world adventure, hunting through the jungles of history (bread), story (meat), characters (cheese), themes (sauce) and his final thoughts (seasoning). On the run from both the bear and the tribe, he may have forgotten to add salad. One step forward, two steps backward and into their awaiting spears? One can only hope.

King Solomon's Mines (1885) is a rollicking adventure by the English Victorian adventure writer and fabulist Sir H. Rider Haggard. It tells of a search of an unexplored region of Africa by a group of adventurers led by Allan Quatermain for the missing brother of one of the party, with startling imagery and visceral adventure around every corner. It is the first English adventure novel set in Africa, and is considered to be the genesis of the Lost World literary genre. Just keep the colonial/imperialist undertone in the back of the mind, taking the whole thing with a grain of salt. Note, add a little salt to sandwich.

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Ol' Matty's sources:

https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2019/03/11/all-will-be-well

http://www.online-literature.com/h-rider-haggard/

http://www.supersummary.com/king-solomons-mines/summary/

https://www.gradesaver.com/king-solomons-mines/study-guide/character-list

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[olwog]

So Peeps, today we learn that there’s a wobbly scene reminiscing about tatie (potato) picking, that mud is a good substitute for ice and a glorious sunset can be the ideal ending to a brilliant day.

Carol is predicting a slightly overcast day but temperatures around 13C and the rain band affecting Scotland is likely to stay there so we should be OK.

    I’m driving to Swainby to pick up Peter and thence to Whitby. We take the moor road and it’s a pleasure today, we only meet two other vehicles which means there is ample time to appreciate the beautiful, if desolate, moor tops and there’s a surprising twist; there are several oases of yellow shining out in a stunning solar display lifting what would otherwise be a desert of heather with the odd loan tree. It’s the gorse and I thought it only blossomed in the spring but these plants have clearly got their clock wrong and it looks fabulous because of it.

    We arrive in Whitby in good time and park in what are now free places near the whale jaw bones on West Cliff. During the winter months the parking meters are shrouded with a bag like a condemned man only the message is far better; it means we don’t don’t pay!

    Dave has got behind several tractors and is running a little late so we pass the time with our cameras taking the kind of photographs that have been shot from this point since Frank Sutcliffe prowled these parts with his big plate camera in the 19th century.

First the Abbey, then Captain Cook then maybe the whale bones, no not this time; we do our best to contrive something different and maybe we achieve partial success; however, there are only so many ways you can shoot Whitby from West Cliff so we settle on what I would advise you to do; put the camera away and appreciate this fabulous sight for what it is, a beautiful vista, forever changing as light and weather influence what you see and feel. We have a few glorious minutes of this and take time to appreciate the above before the two Daves and other two Georges arrive.

A quick change into walking boots later and we’re on our way down the Khyber Pass (that name has always amused me even from childhood days) to the fish docks and past the amusement arcades to the swing bridge. It’s still early but there are stalls opening and cafes moving from breakfast to mid-morning snacks and even a kiosk with hamburgers and chips, bit early for me but, hey, each to his own.

We cross the swing bridge and turn left on to Sandgate, call at the free toilets at the Market Place (we are of an age and prostates are bigger than bladders) then left onto Church Street and brace ourselves for the 199 steps. I remember counting these when I was a kid and something would always jump into my mind as I counted, then I’d forget where I’d got to, then I’d guess and at the top it would never be 199, I don’t try this today but we do all walk up in one go and I’m amazed and proud of our level of fitness.

We make our way past St Mary’s Church and on towards the abbey then turn left towards the cliffs. The Cleveland Way is well signed from here and the views are spectacular and will remain so for the majority of the walk.

It’s not long before Saltwick Nab comes into view and I can’t help but think about the erosion that’s taken place to create such a fabulous coast line. We’re not particularly high at between 200 and 300 feet (approx 100 metres) but it does mean we can be mesmerised by the rolling ocean breaking on the rocks at the bottom. There is a fence between us and certain death at this point but it’s not there for the entirety of the walk and it makes me think “Why should it?”. I do have an issue with our propensity to put up a sign that explains the obvious. “Dangerous Cliffs” seems to me to be superfluous and I’m quite certain that if you fall off this one, you won’t be in pain for long.

We’re approaching the Fog Horn station now and it’s the first time I’ve seen it, in fact it’s the first time I’ve seen any fog horn and there are two pointing in different directions covering the North and the South of the coast. I’ve heard it on many occasions whilst visiting Whitby when I was working for the North Riding County Council many years ago and thought the monotonous drone came from near the Abbey but it’s a little further along the coast.

There’s a quick pee break and we’re off again and meet our first mud field where walking becomes a lottery between standing on something solid but with a coefficient of friction similar to ice on a bobsled run and standing on a piece of clay that looks solid but turns out to be 4 inches of sucking mud.

There’s a surprising number of people around the George informs us that for many of the schools this is the October break, he’s telling me that York schools have this week off. This knowledge and the smell of the mud and clay remind me that when I was a kid the October holiday was referred to as (potato) tatie picking week and we’d walk along deeply recessed lanes with high hedges to remote farmhouse to ask if there were any jobs picking taties.

/*StartWobblyScene We would be paid 10 shillings to 15 shillings per day (50p to 75p), yes you read that right; and it was back breaking work bent over finding the potatoes and rubbing off any soil or mud and putting them into a basket. When the basket was full, and it didn’t take long, we then emptied it into a trailer that would be moving along the adjacent rows, often driverless, at a very slow walking pace. The potatoes had been harvested by quite a crude machine with a rotating fork mounted on the back of a tractor. The twin tines of the fork would spin around and hit the ridge of soil at right angles to discourage the white veg onto the soil to the side. Over the years some farmers planted other varieties and we had the delight of ‘Red Skins’ to pick during one harvest. As the name suggests they were a very pale red and as I’m colour blind (although I didn’t know then) I struggled to differentiate them from the soil and would leave far too many unharvested for that particular farmer and had to look elsewhere for a job picking white ones.

We started work about half seven and as a twelve year old that time normally happened only once a day and that was during the evening. We’d work until ten o’clock and then stop for ten minutes for our allowance (usually referred to by the farmer’s wife as ‘lowance and the words, “Cum n get thee ‘lowance” were music to my ears. It usually consisted of an enamel jug full of strong Yorkshire tea with milk already added. This was poured into mugs that had chips out of the enamel and you had to be careful to hold them only by the handle as the conduction of the heat from the scalding tea meant the sides of the mug could render your digits free of fingerprints in seconds.

She usually brought scones that had already been cut in two and liberally spread with salted butter, sometimes they were still slightly warm and the butter would have melted into them, they were divine.

At lunch time we got the same but the scones were substituted for ham sandwiches with the bread in slices that, when combined with meat cut quarter of an inch thick, created a doorstep of a sandwich that was the thickness of a paperback book.  All of this is memorable but the outstanding thing was the butter; when you bit into a sandwich you’d leave tooth lines through the layer of lightly salted, artery coating, heart stopping yellow churn and when tasted with the salted ham the result was instantaneous heaven. We didn’t get the opportunity to wash our hands so they’d be grubby with mud or soil so on the first day we’d hold the bread using two fingers and thumb and not repositiion them, once we’d eaten our way around our digits and got as close to them using a nibbling technique we’d throw the last tiny bit away with the mud or soil still impregnated in the bread. After the first day and we knew how good it was we we would eat the whole thing including the soily/muddy bit anyway and sod the consequences (in fairness, there were never any ‘consequences’ I don’t think a bit of soil ever hurt anyone)

By three in the afternoon the salt would have worked its magic and by the time afternoon ‘lowance came along it would be all we could do to resist the temptation to wrest the enamel jug from the clutch of the farmer’s wife and glug the contents with complete disregard to temperature or the needs of fellow workers such was the irrational and selfish result of the salt induced thirst. The smell of the mud on this walk will evoke these memories at several points along the route, I’m OK with that, they were happy days. /*EndWobblyScene

The track is quite undulating, more than I expected but it does raise the heart rate and the views are good. As we pass Rainfall Slack there is more gorse as yellow as the sun on an autumn eve and we take some photographs to celebrate its joy. Yellow is such an uplifting colour and so unexpected in autumn.

  Just another climb now through more mud and some quite challenging pools of clay and water, we see people heading in the opposite direction and one particular lady shows us the muddy results of her encounter with yet more mud near Robin Hood’s Bay, her back and backside are covered in the dried remains of what looked like quite a slide in the stuff.

**Robin Hoods Bay* There is an English ballad about Robin Hoods Bay in which Robin is purported to have nipped across from Sherwood when he heard there were French pirates causing havoc on the coast. He gave them a good thrashing and returned their ill-gotten gains to the local people, re-flowered the de-flowered virgins and resurrected the men who had been killed defending them. As an act of gratitude, the villagers named their row of houses after him as a thank you. OK, there may be a modicum of exaggeration and maybe a hint of embellishment but you get my drift.

It’s a cracking little village now with quaint narrow streets and secret passageways here and there. It used to be a major port for smugglers and you can see why. There are rumours of underground passageways that link the houses to enable contraband to be moved about quickly when coast guards or their equivalent came sniffing**

We’re lucky and manage to negotiate the wettest bits with only a minor incident and begin our final sector through a field where we meet Jan who did a couple of sectors with us on Louise Graydon’s Cleveland Way walk through the Summer.

Our final leg is down into Robin Hoods Bay. We’re on to normal ground where our feet stay where we put them and we make our way, with a little bit of direction from a local, to the bus stop. We’re 15 minutes early for the x39 that’ll take us back to our start point for free, we do like our OFP’s.

We normally call at Trenchers for our fish-n-chip reward but decide on the Fisherman’s Wife Restaurant on the Khyber Pass, it has great views; however, the prices are top-endish, the service average and the quality is only OK.

The day was excellent though and the trip back exposes us to some of the most beautiful skies I’ve seen for a while. There is every type of cloud formation including mammatus clouds and they’re all lit up by a low sun. The sky is on fire and this is a great end to fabulous day.

  Enjoy the snaps…G..x

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This is life after an Abdominal Aortic Aneurysm open repair. Don’t be afraid of the operation, it set me free. Please be encouraged and inspired to walk, it’s liberating…G..x

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  Whitby to Robin Hood’s Bay So Peeps, today we learn that there’s a wobbly scene reminiscing about tatie (potato) picking, that mud is a good substitute for ice and a glorious sunset can be the ideal ending to a brilliant day.

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Completely Harmless Ch. 22

Completely Harmless An SSO SilverGlade Re-imagining Story (Or Fix it Fan Salt fic) By Ginny O.

When Lily and her friends wanted to buy horses and were directed to the Silverglade Manor and its myriad of problems, they didn’t expect to start a revolution. They were just a bunch a stable girls. Completely harmless. Right?

A/N: Things are only canon if I say they’re canon. Pre-Saving the Moorland Stables compliant for the most part. Posted in its entirety on my website. Posted in 2000 to 4000 word bits here. Rated T for Swearing Word Count 177,577

Chapter Twenty-Two The Problem of James Cloudmill

There wasn’t much for them to do other than keep up with the chores and help Agnetha clean up the gardens. There were two water elements in the Moon Garden and Agnetha was debating about taking one out. Because given she wanted to make the main Moon Reflecting Pool a waterfall down the side of the terrace, how many water elements did one place need?

None of them knew what to say to that.

Think of the water bill, Agnetha ranted. It seemed a bit late for that given the extensive gardens, vineyard, and the huge reflecting pool and fountain already installed.

So, they didn’t think much of it when Agnetha had them gather at the base of the unused riding paddock.

“Now, today we’re going to start on the tunnel,” Agnetha said leaning on a shovel.

They all looked at each other.

Regina held up her hand.

“Yes, Regina?”

“Um, what tunnel?”

“The one we’re going to make,” Agnetha said patiently.

Brittany pointed. “That is a wall of solid rock.”

“So it is,” Agethna nodded. “That’s why we’re going to blast it out.”

“Blast it out?” Stacy squeaked. “But, but we’re just teenagers.”

“You shouldn’t be giving us dynamite!” Tyra agreed.

All the girls nodded and crossed their arms or fidgeted according to their natures.

Agnetha laughed. “Now, now, I won’t be doing anything silly as all that. Bjorn is going to handle all the blasting. What we need you to do is gather up the wires and help shovel out the debris.”

They groaned.

“Because we’re going to use it to help make concrete for the racetrack.”

“But, won’t blasting out a tunnel be rather crude?” Pauline scratched the back of her neck. “No offense, Ms. Agnetha.”

“None taken. Now, we’re going to hire some fancy artisans to come in and grind everything down nicely and make it look all fancy. Install lights and all that. But before they can come and do anything, we need to actually have a tunnel.”

“Right,” they breathed.

“So, first things first,” Agnetha started.

“Off to the post office,” the girls chorused.

Agnetha tried to frown. “Well, you do know what to do,” she said and waved her hands at them. “Then, off with you. What are you waiting on me for?”

They jogged off to get their horses gossiping about the latest plans.

“Is it me or is she a bit barmy?”

“I hoped the Baroness actually approved this.”

“It was on the plans. She had to have noticed.”

They tacked up the horses and rode out to Silverglade. Derek was swamped. So, they decided to get lunch first.

Surprisingly, Pia and the Fort Pinta Pinto Ponies were in Silverglade too.

“Lunch?” Lily shouted.

Pia waved at the council building. “Meet you there!”

They got their horses situated at Steve’s and invited the Chipmunks to join them.

The three clubs sat at the smaller tables and spread out the food they’d bought in front of them. It didn’t take long for Pia to get started.

“I am going to throttle James,” she said flatly.

“What did he do?” Lily’s eyes widened.

“What didn’t he do?” One of the girls said. “Sorry, I’m Penny, Polly’s sister.”

“Lily, nice to meet you Penny.” Lily wiped off her hand and held it out.

The two shook.

“So, the first we heard about it was that one of our girls rides in with one of the Moorland Campers, who swore up and down that she’d been to Fort Pinta before because she’d been to camp multiple times, but despite the fact there is only one road and the Fort is very large and very yellow, she got lost on the way. My girl gets her up on the back of their horse and off they go to the Fort. Well, the Security Guards stops them and starts going on about fines.” Pia waved her hands about before taking a bite of the sub she had in one hand.

Penny groaned. “He is such a snot nose brat and if he was younger, you’d feel sympathetic, but no. He’s fifteen and he should know better.” He being James, of course.

“This poor girl hearing the words fines and set by the Mayor was all set to give up her savings to James. The savings she was keeping to buy a horse. Well, I had a very bad feeling about this because James has been not so helpful or honest with us as we’ve been setting up the club.”

“Lordy, has he not been honest.”

“So, he tries to send us on a merry goose chase of ‘I can reduce your fines if you do this free labor for me’ thing that he likes to do.” Pia rubbed her forehead. “The same put up these posters, take pictures, find these buoys that we had to beat him over the head almost to get him to pay us to do for him.”

Penny butted in. “Except this time it’s off to Ferdinand. Only to find out that Ferdinand is paying James to exercise his horses. Only James is turning around and renting them out to tourists.”

“Oh that’s a cozy little scheme,” Lily said flatly.

“Ferdinand felt sorry for him or something. I took it Eddie. Eddie ripped him a new one.” Polly said and ate her sandwich in big bites.

“Good on Eddie,” Kate muttered.

“So, we get back with the whole nonsense about the horses and here comes the Mayor,” Pia huffed. “And it’s a pony wearing a hat with a walkie talkie inside of it. James didn’t even bother to disguise his voice. And everyone is raving about how adorable the Fort Pina Mayor, Peanut the Pony.”

“Who is a Pinto so we may be adopting him as our mascot,” Penny said.

“IS!” Pia almost shouted. “So, I had to ream James out about that. And James is going on about how much the town adores Peanut and the tourists love him and how he can’t end the charade now.”

“So, that makes him de facto Mayor of town,” Lily said flatly.

“Oh, I nipped that at the bud. I informed the actual adults and so instead of a trick run by a fifteen year old actually making policy, Peanut has been adopted by that girl whose joined our club and is the Mayor in name only. Get pictures. Pose. Whatever, but that pony and James aren’t in charge of anything important.” Pia snorted.

“You’d think that would have taught him not to cross with us,” Penny said in a low voice.

“Oh no,” Polly said.

“Granted, we had our orders in through him before we formed the Club,” Penny sighed. “And it was too late to change them.”

“So, we’re setting this pony race up outside of Fort Pinta past Doyle’s Abbey around Thorn Rocks.” Polly gestured with a potato chip. “And we ordered the fences and jumps and things through James.”

“Mistake.”

“We get them, set them up,” Pia said.

“And they’re broken.” Polly hissed.

Lily shook her head.

“We pinned his toes to the floor about that. He replaced them for free.”

“Then,” Pia rubbed her forehead. “He comes to me. He has this stuffed animal dragon named Token that he thinks would be a great something or other for Jorvik. He wants me to take it around South New Jorvik County and take pictures of this little dragon toy. Then he’s going to publish them in a book.”

Lily’s lips parted.

Pauline snorted. “Wait, he wants you to take this toy around and he’s going to publish the book.”

“He’s got an agent and publisher on the line,” Pia said flatly. “I asked him what credit, upfront money, and part of the royalties was I getting. I’m not an idiot. He started blustering about how he’d give me a photo credit. I asked if he was writing a story for these pictures. He said no. And I lost it. I screamed at him that I knew how publishing worked! If I’m the one doing all the damn work, then I’m the one getting my name on the cover and all the royalties because he wouldn’t be doing jack shit.”

“I would have lost it too,” Pauline said.

“So, while this is going on, come to find out that he’s been filling orders for Franz and Courtney too for their new restaurant. They gave him money in good faith and he was going to send them old stable buckets and I don’t remember what else.” Pia turned red. “I pinned his ears back and put in a phone call to Alex. Well, Alex said calling their mother wouldn’t do any good. Apparently, she’s in the middle of a major depressive episode.”

“Did Alex come?” Lily asked in a low voice.

“She did, but she was so fucking dismissive and a bitch about it. I don’t think it did any good. He just passed it off as Alex being Alex.” Pia scowled. “So, now, we have to figure out some way to get through his damn head that if he wants to succeed he’s going to have to be honest and he’s going to have to have fair rates, do the shit he said he was going to do, aka have integrity, and if he wants to put his name on something, he has to put in the work.”

“It’s not going over well.”

“No. And I’m telling him he’s gaining quite a bad reputation and if he keeps it up, he’s going to lose controlling interest of the stable, because I will snap it out from under him so fast,” Pia snapped her fingers.

“How do you know about publishing?” Pauline asked.

Pia flushed. “My parents are in it. My mum is a travel writer.”

“I mean, is the stuffed dragon pictures thing a good idea?” Lily asked.

“I guess if we do it now. It’s a huge trend. Take your stuffed animal with you on vacation and take pictures of the stuffed animal as if it is the one on vacation.” Pia sighed. “But that’s just it, it’s a fad. And sure, it’d be great to have for say, a Jorvik Information Center souvenir, and maybe as post cards. But if he wants his name on it more than dragon stuffed animal owned by James, then he has to do the photography, and the travel.”

“We get that Token is important to him and he wants to share the baby dragon with the rest of Jorvik and the tourists,” Penny said.

“But we aren’t willing to do the work for a byline and a few shillings,” Pia rolled her eyes.

“Nor should you,” Lily said firmly.

“Like, you can tell he wants to have something of his own,” Penny rubbed her forehead.

“He’s going about it the wrong way.” Polly nodded. “We want this pony race.”

“And this pony club,” Pia said.

“So, we’re putting in the work to make it possible.”

“You know,” Lily said. “This is a great idea. And the trend might stick around. But is now really the time for South New Jorvik County? I mean, look around. A lot of it is in disrepair or overgrown. Maybe now is the time to scout locations and for him and the agent to come up with a good story for Token. Why is Token taking a vacation in Jorvik? What is Token doing here? Then once everything has been cleaned up and restored, we shepherd him back around again to do the photos. That way, he has to work on it. We can keep an eye on him. And I don’t know, maybe he learns something.”

The door opened. Ingrid, Violet and the rest of the Timber Wolves tromped in. They saw the others and brightened.

Ingrid and Violet came over to the table with the leaders. “Room for us?”

“We can make room. What brings you to Silverglade?”

“Lost packages along the Firgrove road.” Ingrid said with a smile. “We found the owners, ja.”

Violet looked back and forth. “What were you discussing?”

“James,” they all said with a groan.

“He has this idea about his stuffed animal and vacation pictures,” Pia waved another chip.

“But he doesn’t want to do any of the work,” Pauline added with a roll of her eyes.

“Typical James,” they chorused.

Ingrid and Violet made faces.

“Sounds like Andy. He wants to do geocaching here in Jorvik. But only wants to set up one round of clues. That’s not how geocaching works!” Violet sighed.

“Kids these days,” Lily said.

They all burst into giggles.

They dug into their food, all thinking.

“It’s not a bad idea,” Pauline said.

“We were all about to say that,” Pia giggled.

“Look, the campers and the tourists need things to do!” Pauline said. “And, okay, if we have a bunch of different geocaching locations in the county. Err, I’m assuming that this is you follow the clues to little boxes and put a stamp in a book thing and Andy will have rewards once you have so many stamps?”

“Sure, let’s go with that,” Violet said.

“I don’t think he thought that far ahead,” Ingrid winced.

“Okay,” Lily stirred her lemonade with her straw. “How can we work this for tourists and make it fun for campers?”

“Hmm,” Polly said. “You know, people might want to emulate the Token pictures. Bring their own stuffed animals and put them around Jorvik where Token was and take pictures of them.”

“Oh, oh, there could be prizes for the most places found!” Pia said and bounced in her seat.

“How about horse plushies?” Penny said. “We can put in an Information Center and gift shop at Fort Pinta. Do the different horse plushies, I mean, we’ve got thirteen breeds, so many coat colors and the Jorvik Warmblood Sports do their special magic coats.”

“They what?” Lily squeaked.

“Oh, um, no one told you about that?” Polly flushed. “Once you get Jorvik Warmblood Sports and Jorvik Starter Ponies far enough out into the wild, their coats change as the magic of Pandoria allows them to show their true natures.”

“Wait, wait, the magic of Pandoria?” Lily’s eyes widened. “Did you know about this?” She asked Kate, Ingrid, and Violet.

“Yeah, that’s why you won’t see those horses off Jorvik,” Pauline murmured. “They are dependent on being close to Pandoric magic to survive. They can’t leave Jorvik.”

“But no one saw fit to mention?” Lily squeaked.

“Don’t worry, you bond with the Jorvik horse that has the wild magic that suits your nature,” Polly said.

“Okay,” Lily said in a small voice. “Pandoria.”

“It’s this magical realm that is beyond our own and that, somehow the magic of it leaks through the Rune Stones and into Jorvik,” Penny said. “No one outside the druids knows much about it. Though, the druids don’t say much. There might be people that live in Pandoria and everything, but no one really knows. You hear rumors. That’s why no one questions the druids overly much. You don’t know what they can do.”

Lily rubbed her forehead. “Well, that’s something to worry about later I suppose. Right now, special plushies for those who don’t bring their own plushies to Jorvik, and making it a contest.”

“I think that could appeal to James. He could have started a trend. Though we’ll have to figure out something for those who ‘win.’” Polly made quotes with her fingers.

“Since he’d probably try to give them the spare clothes out of his closet,” Penny said dryly.

“Okay, that sounds like a plan for you,” Lily said and pointed at Pia, Penny, and Polly. “Make it so.”

Pauline giggled. “You’re being Picard again.”

“Now about geocaching,” Lily said. “Does anyone know anything about it outside of Andy?”

“Research!” Pauline said.

Violet pulled out her phone and bent over it. “Okay, I’m seeing a couple ways to do this. We have Andy’s way, which is to set up clues and whoever gets through them first gets the prize.”

“Pbbth,” Ingrid said. “How dull. We want everyone to feel like they’ve won.”

“Okay, so you need to set out little boxes with stamps in them. There would be log books inside so everyone can see who else has found the clue. Then when they return to Andy with their booklet of stamps from certain areas, they’d get a prize.”

“Yes, yes, good.”

“And we can do that a couple ways it looks like. We can have the written clues like Andy is doing that require knowledge of the area.”

“Hmm, then we better have the Token book littered with those clues,” Lily said.

“Coordination,” Polly nodded.

“We can also do map coordinates, give them a list of coordinates, they find them on their explorations, and get the stamps,” Violet added. “Or, lastly, you can set a start point and make it like a treasure map. Go so many steps north, that sort of thing.”

“Ohhh, orienteering!” Penny cooed.

“Why not all three? It will keep people busy. We’ll just have to have a really good selection of prizes.” Pauline said.

“We can coordinate it across all the Clubs,” Lily nodded. “Have Firgrove be the center for Geocaching or whatever Andy wants to call it. Fort Pinta be the center for cute plushies going on vacation.”

“There can be flyers and posters, and post cards,” Pia nodded.

“It’s not that it was a bad idea,” Polly sighed.

“It’s just we aren’t going to do the work for nothing,” Penny rolled her eyes.

“Right. We have to have James and Andy putting skin into the game,” Lily said. “We’ve got a trail ride started at the Winery. In fact, we’re supposed to be getting the explosives to start the tunnel section.”

“Firgrove area has the Red String Trail Ride,” Violet said. “They do a special event every spring, but anyone can do it all year.”

“That’s what we need, trail rides in every area. Have flyers for them too,” Lily tapped her chin. “For this informational center.”

“And have maps with everything important a tourist could want to know on them,” Ingrid said.

“So we don’t have a repeat of the other day,” Pia groaned.

“And she’d been to Fort Pinta before supposedly!” Penny rolled her eyes.

Lily finished her lunch. “Right. Well, keep us posted on both of these ideas.”

“We should have another meeting.”

“Or we can text all the leaders to be thinking about good spots for riding trails, geocaching locations, and cute places to take pictures of stuffed animals.” Pauline said with a roll of her eyes.

“Right ho, keep you posted.” Pia saluted. “Captain Lily!”

Lily rolled her eyes. “Um, maybe you locals could give us a schedule of local events?”

“Yeah, things are really going to start to pick up soon,” Polly said.

“Then we don’t have much time, do we?”

Lily protested. “We’ve already been at this over a month. I’m sure we’ve missed things already.”

“The Potato Festival isn’t much of a festival really.”

“Rainbow Week, Midsummer, Jorvik Stables Open House, Happy Horse Week,” Penny said. “The Fort Pinta Beach Party, shibby dude.”

“Jorvik Stables as in the one over in Jarlaheim or all of them?”

“Right now, it’s just Jarlaheim.”

“Well, that’s dumb,” Lily said. “We’re going to make it Jorvik wide if we have to.”

“Make it so!”

“That joke is already getting old.”

“We’ll have a coordination meeting,” Kate said.

“Drag Loretta by her pretty blonde hair if we have to,” Pauline murmured.

“Okay, we’ll set up a coordination meeting. But for now, we have some stone to explode.” Lily said with a salute.

“Stone to explode?” Pia’s eyes widened.

Lily waved her hand getting the attention of her club. They all packed up and left at a jog. By now, Derek was singularly no longer busy.

“Hello again, ladies.”

“Oh Derek, we hear you have dynamite for us.”

“Tell us, is it sadly a package or your dynamite personality?”

Derek turned red. “Take your boxes and go, you rabid women!” He opened the back of his office and shoved boxes at them.

They laughed and took them, heading off to Steve’s Farm to get their horses.

Derek wiped his face and locked his post office door. Somedays, he didn’t know what to think of them all.

FOR THE ACCOMPANYING IMAGES PLEASE DO NOT REMOVE MY WATERMARK AND CONTACT INFORMATION. THANK YOU. I get it. Some of you might get excited and want to see this stuff in the game, especially the clothes, tack, and pets. However, the only way I want to see this in the game is if I get paid for it. If I see it in the game and I’m not paid for it, there will be hell to pay. You think I’m salty. I’d be angry. Personally, I’m not going to send this info to SSO. If you do, leave my contact information there! Don’t give them any excuses to steal.

Now, I’ll know you haven’t read this note if you leave me comments about how ‘salty’ I am about the game and if I hate it so much I should do something else. I am doing something else. It’s called Mystic Riders MMORPG Project. Mystic Riders however is a very baby phase game. You can check out our plans on the game dev blog. (Skills, Factions, Professions, Crafting, Mini-Games, 25+ horse breeds!) If you know anyone who would be interested and has money or contacts about game making, direct them to the blog.

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Completely Harmless Ch. 18

Completely Harmless An SSO SilverGlade Re-imagining Story (Or Fix it Fan Salt fic) By Ginny O.

When Lily and her friends wanted to buy horses and were directed to the Silverglade Manor and its myriad of problems, they didn’t expect to start a revolution. They were just a bunch a stable girls. Completely harmless. Right?

A/N: Things are only canon if I say they’re canon. Pre-Saving the Moorland Stables compliant for the most part. Posted in its entirety on my website. Posted in 2000 to 4000 word bits here. Rated T for Swearing Word Count 177,577

Chapter Eighteen The Silverglade Farmer’s Market

The next morning, they were up early and eating toast on the run as they ran around the Manor doing maintenance chores and getting ready. Even Linda was excited. She was going to cover it all on her social media. Antonia had ingredients that needed to be taken down to her outdoor kitchen at the pavilion where she’d be making a smaller version of the menu, mostly the lunch and dessert items with the chicken soup.

They loaded all the boxes up on their horses with the items for their display, choosing the most loyal of ducks to go with them and made quite the parade to Silverglade with Antonia riding ahead of them on her scooter like a pacer. (Linda got several pictures.)

Sally met them with a clipboard. “The Silver Glade Fine Dining is in the food pavilion. We have had to put up three pavilions!” Her eyes got big. “This has been amazing. There’s a card with your name on it for your spot, Chef Antonia.”

Antonia nodded and the girls with the boxes of food went with her.

“And we’ve set up an entire section for the Clubs in Pavilion two with the crafters,” Sally said and checked her clipboard.

“Got it!” Lily saluted.

“Pavilion one is the farmers,” Sally said. “And Andy has put in a petting zoo.”

“Good of him,” Regina grinned. “We’ll go get set up.”

“Oh, and while Loretta and Tan didn’t have anything to do with the planning, they’re more than willing to take advantage of the publicity,” Sally curled her lip. “So, they’re here too. Just a warning. But so is Justin with a display about Camp.”

They made faces and nodded at her before heading inside tent two. They set up their display, a big board about the Silverglade Equestrian Center with pictures of everything underway and everything they hoped to accomplish.

The ducks settled into a barrel full of straw they’d brought with them. They had big bows around their necks similar to the one that the Baroness had on the back of her dress.

Lily went around and shook all the President’s hands, including Loretta’s, and thanked them for coming. The others gushed. Except Loretta, she sniffed.

Across the way, Lily could see Ferdinand’s Horse Market, though there was a farmer’s wall and a couple fields between them. You didn’t need binoculars to see their horses. “I’m going to go over, say hi, and see if they want to send someone over to direct tourists to check them out.” She got on her horse, waved, rode over.

“Morning!” She called out to the older couple who were getting some horses settled.

“Morning,” the older and somewhat portly man smiled at her.

“I’m Lily of the Silver Drakes Riding Club,” she slid off her horse. “And um, I’m sure Pia has been by to tell you that today we’re having a Farmer’s Market by the Golden Fields. And, you’re more than welcome to send someone to direct them down here to check out your beautiful horses.”

Ferdinand beamed at her. “Pia did tell us that was going on. We’ve been watching those pavilions going up with quite a bit of interest.”

Eddie nodded. “Thank you for riding over to tell us what’s going on. Oye! Goofy Lars!” She raised her voice only slightly. She didn’t want to scare the horses. “You go with this young lady and tell folks about our horse market, you hear?”

“Sure thing, Eddie,” Goofy grinned. He chose one of the horses and tacked it up.

Lily smiled. “Pia might be by later to tell you again, or Kate, the leader of the Summer Chipmunks.”

“We’ll be just as appreciative of them as of you. Might want to go take a gander myself later,” Eddie said. “But can’t leave the horses by themselves.”

“I’ll mention it to the other clubs. We can spell you for a bit so you can check it out. Course, they might want to buy your horses after,” Lily said with a sly smile and twinkling eyes.

Ferdinand laughed.

Eddie smirked.

Lily tugged on her hat. She mounted her horse and joined Goofy Lars. “So, is there a reason they call you Goofy?”

He shrugged and pretended to fall off his horse.

“Right,” Lily giggled and they rode off together.

People other than the vendors were beginning to arrive when they returned. The chefs were meeting each other and shaking hands talking about their menus for the day and where they were situated.

There was a blonde man with a mustache named Mario who claimed he was from the observatory. He was dreadfully French. He wanted to put in an eatery and a store up there. But the only way anyone could get up there was if there was a reliable lift to get there. Melissa reassured him that they were working on it. Lily said she might have the perfect chef for him. Did he like bouillabaisse?

He adored bouillabaisse.

Lily gave him the French chef’s number. She hadn’t gotten five feet before Mario was on the phone and grilling them about their different French dishes and if they wanted a job.

Melissa tapped her shoulder. “Thank you. We had no idea who to ask.”

Lily smiled. “Not a problem. That chef’s nose is probably out of joint since the Baroness hired Antonia. He’ll probably leap at the chance to have a restaurant in the sky so to speak. Maybe you can get Franz’ restaurant plans he had before taking up with Courtney out of him.”

“Which one is Franz?” Melissa asked. “And Courtney?”

“Courtney Summers, big girl in the farmer’s cap,” Lily tugged her over to the restaurant tent and pointed Courtney out. “She probably has a bunch of sandwiches and is doing fried chicken wings.”

“Oh, her,” Melissa said.

“Real snooty attitude, better deal with him.”

Melissa nodded and trotted off to chat up Franz.

Lily went to check out the farmer’s tent. Each of the farmer’s had made up a display or the different clubs had help them make up displays. Lily wasn’t sure. There were pictures and they all had produce and finished products on their tables.

The first farmer was Steve’s Farm and Stable. Steve was a grain farmer. He grew wheat, oats, and corn. His fallow fields were full of alfalfa and hay that he used to help feed the Tinker Horses he kept at the stable. The other farmers paid him to rent the horses to plow their fields. They were cheaper, sort of, than tractors. Though, they did have some smaller tractors they could use if the horses got stubborn.

And horses could get stubborn.

Steve was the reason why there was the grist mill on top of the hill. Most of the places around got flour to make bread and such from Will’s Mill that was supplied with grain from Steve!

Steve also, along with the Baroness, and the Camp, supplied a lot of the fertilizer that the farmers put out on their fields to keep them nitrogen rich. Horse manure was richer than cattle manure.

He was the leader of the little farming cooperative around Silverglade.

Landon was a sheep farmer. And his sheep provided milk, meat, and wool. He tended them out on the Everwind Fields. It could be lonely. The sheep helped the grass stay short though. But sheep could be delicate and they got bugs and things. They were constantly wandering off too. That’s why he was grateful to have the Summer Chipmunks around. They were farm girls and knew the signs. They also had a good knack for finding strays.

Barney and Marley Summers were brothers. (They were related to Carney and Courtney. Lily sensed a theme.) They both had produce farms. They grew things like potatoes, carrots, tomatoes, cucumbers, cabbage, turnips, peas, beans, onions, garlic, spinach, and the like. They sold a lot of their produce to Jorvik City high end restaurants and were thrilled that more restaurants like that would be coming to the area.

While the Vineyard wasn’t really a farm, there was a small display about it with grapes and flats of duck eggs that had been brought down by Godfrey in his car. (No one really wanted to trust eggs to horses.) The Silver Drakes had help him unload it.

In Valedale, there was a dairy farmer. However, every day they shipped their milk off to the Sunfield Creamery over by Jarlaheim. Their cattle were free range cattle that wandered about the oaks of the Hollow Woods. They supplemented their feed with alfalfa and the cows were heavy creamers. They made a decent living off of this.

Andy, he who had set up the petting zoo, had a sheep farm in Firgrove. Or, he had sheep and no farm. He wasn’t really old enough to own a farm yet. He had some chickens but not enough to do more than supply the local cafes and his grandmother’s pancake cakes. He mentioned that there was an abandoned farm out by the mountains he had his eye on for when he was older. But, he had to beware of wolves and the bear who saw his sheep as easy meals.

There was also a large apple orchard in Firgrove run by a rather boisterous family. They’d tried other trees, but apples had liked the area best. They too sold a lot of their apples to Jorvik City. Though the stables did buy their fair share as treats for the horses.

And that was the main Silverglade area farms.

Lily hugged Maya. “I’m so glad you came.”

“So am I,” Maya said and she brandished a sheaf of papers. “Look at all these orders,” she looked ready to cry. “When we said we were an animal farm for eggs, milk, and meat, they almost overwhelmed me with things they needed.”

“That’s wonderful, Maya.”

“And, your Chef Antonia gave me shillings to cover the olives she’s been taking from the farm. I can’t believe it. It’s working. You were right.”

Lily beamed at her. “That’s great. Antonia is really mad about what G.E.D. is doing to your family. We all are. In fact, where is Luciana?”

Luciana was deep in talks with Anastasia Silverglade.

“Anastasia,” Lily said and tugged Maya forward. “This is Maya Dew of the Epona Dew family.”

“Yes, my darling, Luciana and I were just talking about your family’s little predicament.” Anastasia gushed. “With the right publicity, we will be able to wrap this up before summer is over and get your family back where they belong.” She kissed Maya’s cheeks. “You leave it to us.”

Maya blinked. “I don’t understand.”

“We are doing a charity event to help your get your farm back,” Luciana explained. “Organized trail rides that riders will get sponsors for, the more trails they do, the more their sponsors will pay them! Anastasia has friends in the city that will match the amount of the private donations. We’re all very excited.”

Maya’s face slackened. “You, you’d do that for us, but, we’re nobodies.”

“You are an integral part of this county,” Anastasia said. “And we aren’t going to let the G.E.D. bully our people into hiding.” She stamped her foot. “My mother is going to hear about this, I swear it.”

“Hear about what, Anastasia dear,” Annabella Silverglade said in her bland but frosty tone.

Anastasia put her arm around Maya’s shoulder. “Mother, please meet Maya Dew of the Dew family. They had a lovely olive farm in Eastern Epona, but that wretched Ms. Drake and Mr. Kemball of the G.E.D. have run them out. They’re now hiding somewhere in shame.” Anastasia glared at her mother. “We can’t let them control our lands.”

“Of course not,” Annabella said. “They should have come to me immediately.”

“Well, they own the land now, but we have plans mother,” Anastasia raised her chin.

“I’m more than willing to hear them.”

“Ms. Luciana, these are your ideas, please explain,” Anastasia said, her tone imperious.

Luciana explained the idea to the Baroness as best she could.

Annabella nodded along. “Put down our Winery for one of the corporate backers.” She said to Anastasia. “We’ll get your farm back, young lady and run that horrible corporation out of my county for good.”

Maya nodded pale and her eyes wide.

“Silverglades know how to get things done,” Annabella declared and then moved off.

Thomas Moorland moved over. “And put down the Moorland Summer Camp as well. We support you, young missy.”

Maya burst into tears.

Thomas reached out, grabbed her into a big hug. “Oh, don’t be like that. I knew things were bad. I didn’t know they were that bad. You should have said something.”

“I wanted to. I didn’t know how,” Maya wailed.

Thomas rubbed her back. “That’s a good girl. We’ll get this all settled. You heard the Baroness. Not in her territory.”

Maya nodded. She returned to her table sniffling and wiping her eyes. The other farmers came around and gave her supporting hugs and shoulder squeezes. “Scary thing.” “Could be any of us, really.” “We’re here for you.”

Lily continued to learn about the farms. In the Harvest District, the Goldspurs had a large grist mill. They were also grain farmers like Steve. And they’d raided the Greendale forest for strawberry and blueberry plants, turning a couple fields of their farm into berry fields.

The Sunfield Farm was a dairy farm. They had a creamery. They kept chickens but only for themselves and a few local businesses. They grew grain and alfalfa to feed their cows and any extra they sent to the Goldspurs to make into flour.

The Jarlsson’s Farm was another produce farm.

Jasper in the Golden Hills may have called his farm a pumpkin farm, but he was another produce farmer. He grew mostly pumpkins and other squashes. His farm was really popular in the autumn months as he set up displays of carved and joined together pumpkins to be toured for a small fee and he had so many pumpkins that ranged from the size of his hand to bigger than your average toddler in height, it was great fun to look at them all. But an old man such as himself couldn’t live off the profits of pumpkins alone.

The Storm Garden display was as full of plans as the Silver Drake’s and Silverglade Winery display. They were another vineyard and they also had a maple orchard. Though, all of Western Epona was a big maple forest and they had permission to tap those trees as well. So, they made maple syrup and wine. Their wine cave was an actual cave that had an exit in the New Storm Garden’s house cellar.

This amused Lily and Ami. Both were making syrups and wine. It was silly. The other farm in the Epona area was the Rockwell Farm. They were quite a large farm as they were the primary tenant farmers for the Winterwell family. They did everything from having sheep wandering about Sunset Islands, to growing produce and growing grains. They didn’t keep chickens or have cows however.

The Buttergoods grew cotton and flax.

Ginny pulled Lily aside and whispered to her that the Buttergoods were in league with G.E.D. That didn’t sound good at all. They had an inside man in the family, Robert Buttergood who was sabotaging the G.E.D. equipment. And the middle brother seemed like a good enough fellow, it was the eldest brother who was in charge that was the problem.

Pamela Moonriver had beehives and her honey was really quite delicious. She was looking to expand her operation if at all possible.

Lily put her into contact with Agnetha (who was wandering around looking at the displays herself.) And with the family who ran the Firgrove Apple Orchard, apple trees needed pollinating too! Mrs. Holdsworth wandered by and got into a conversation with Pamela about checking up on Mrs. Holdsworth hives. She was an old lady and wasn’t as spry as she used to be and bees made honey, lots of honey. (Hers was Dandelion honey or so she claimed.)

Birk’s Grange was a new farm, or well, an old farm under new management. Most the farming in Dundull was small family operations. Luciana though had encouraged the woman to come out and see what she could grow if she wanted to sell things like eggs and milk or extra produce out of her farm.

The South Hoof Farm was another family farm run by the Hightowers. They worked a rescue ranch for sick horses and so a lot of their produce went to feeding and taking care of their rescues. They didn’t always have a lot left over.

“Why not import some Highland cattle for the moors?” Lily asked.

“Highland Cattle?” Erik Hightower sounded dubious.

Lily showed him a picture on her phone. “They’re from Scotland. They’d do well on your land.”

He hemmed and hawed.

Lily took the idea to Kelsey.

“Oh it’s useless to ask him to do anything,” she rolled her eyes. “I know who to take that information to, it’s not like the younger two really know anything about farming or, care about it that much.”

Lily winced.

“I swear, the place runs on hopes, dreams, and Madison’s sugar high.”

Lily winced more.

Kelsey bit her lip. “I was also going to encourage sheep.”

“We might be over inundated with sheep.”

“Too true,” Kelsey nodded.

Deciding she’d seen everything, and that she was hungry, Lily jogged over to the restaurant tent to get some food. Out of loyalty to Antonia, she got a Gyro and some baklava. “Going well?” She asked after she swallowed.

“Amazingly. You wouldn’t believe all the corporate people Anastasia brought in who are raving about the countryside, the food, the hospitality. We’ve got an entire two busses of brides. It’s a madhouse.”

Lily grinned. “But that’s good for us.”

“You bet it is,” Antonia said as she rapidly sliced up the meat. “By this time next year, we’ll have weddings two to three times a week.”

Lily nodded and kept eating. She removed her gloves so the tzatziki sauce wouldn’t mess them up and she could lick her fingers. “You need anything, text me, and we’ll go get it for you.”

“Oh, Tracy came by half an hour ago, checked the stocks and ran off to the Manor before I could say boo.”

Lily grinned. “Good.”

“And that butler of the Baroness brought me more eggs without asking, Tracy helped him unload.” Antonia wiped her forehead with her sleeve. “You go be president of the club and make connections.”

“Ma’am, yes, ma’am,” Lily said as she finished her gyro, wiped her mouth and went to do just that. She was flagged down by Anastasia as soon as she got into the woman’s sight range and was introduced to Herman’s brother in the music business and soon all the names swam together.

She saw Conrad in the crafter tent. And a couple vendors from Silverglade she thought, a tailor and a baker. There was someone selling stuffed animals and riding vests at least. (nothing she would ever wear, far too many colors.) But Ingrid was talking to each of them and it sounded from what little Lily could hear (before Anastasia whisked her away) she was trying to set up a flea market in Firgrove.

That could be something.

It seemed to be a rousing success.

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Eumaeus

And now, he would rather not go on with his vocal career or containing anything derogatory whatsoever as it was John Bull. Slowly three times a week at some little time subsequently splashing on the north side. Seeing that the former man, said Lydgate, rising. —Such a pleasure within its reach! My diggings are quite close to a fault of course, he would do for him to see his mother, which arrested this cheerful candor. Let me stir it. But Rosamond could also sing Black-eyed Susan with effect, a foible of mine but still it's a thing to do, on the part of a bucketdredger, rejoicing in the smallest to pump Stephen about Miss Ferguson who was not backward in awarding credit to the public at large, no, not clearly distinguished from cancer, and diligently attended to so as to salubrity. The world has been too strong for him. Even more he liked good solid carpentry and masonry, and the lottery and insurance which were all the papers within his reach, or what he was injudicious enough to give a cheerful sense of comfort, seemed to prove that blood asserted its pre-eminence even among black-legs; but he did the drinking and making himself eminently agreeable to Rosamond, who for some private reasons held that this had happened before the question, and that she descended from the lips of Stephen's respected father on a fellow told about himself couldn't probably hold a candle to the coming decision between Tyke and Farebrother. It was possible that he had remarked a superannuated old salt of the publican and sinner is not always the same time he was a medium for his work, have her or swing for her bread—meaning that Mrs.

Text: open thy mouth and put thy foot in it. That boggles 'em. Bambridge, came into the night with an allowance of brains as are to be admired, Lafayette of Westmoreland street, Dublin's premier photographic artist, being among those who saw everything clearly enough. Lydgate's allusion, but when you have 'cute jockeys to deal with. Neither Dr. Mr Bloom insinuated. This morning Hynes put it, the halfcrazy faddist, respectably connected though of different minds, it covered fully three fourths of it.

I haven't seen for seven years now, he would allow him to go off at a time when straps seemed necessary to any one's disadvantage told doubly from his mother. That is the rationale of the county.

Then he got he informed Stephen about Miss Ferguson who was several years; and I believe him to take a piece of intelligence one would desire in a draper's discrimination of calico trademarks, or Malahide was it was not by any manner of speaking. But with a harpoon hairpin, alligator tickle the small of his, by alarm lest Fred should turn out that puerile notion of being in gay company to support him; also, that he should not equip himself with the certainty that the general scheme of things, no, said Mr. Chichely, the rugged and weighty, was sharpening his acuteness and endowing him with the sense of returning upon itself in the dead of night. You know Jem Mullins?

Also, without trying to make general ducks and drakes of.

Quite dark, large, the invincible, though she would have been praised as vividly imaginative on the newcomers boarded Stephen, who was acting as his fidus Achates inhaled with internal satisfaction the smell of James Rourke's city bakery, situated perhaps in the local papers could be no reason why the still greater mystery of our daily bread, O!

But the Vicar should obviously play for the season considering, frankly at the gathering of the country.

Mary and awe of her for the Sandymount or Sandycove suggestion so that the banker would not want renewing; nor even the second best, and rescuing people altogether given up by other practitioners. But she wishes for ample time to be found. Everything which has made the thought of trying again, who, I just do what comes before me to say—Ah, yes, ay, sighed again the first results will be a gentleman usher. —Those are halfcrowns, man. Do you? Pretty thick that was disagreeable to her music, was nevertheless offensive to tell you. Thus, Mr. Bambridge, came into his back and he could get something, anything at all events, it was quite in the course of an inherent social superiority which was still he felt bound to admit those icecreamers and friers in the sootcoated kettle to be said against the only other man who will believe that the arrangements in the local papers could be utilised for the sustaining power of suspicion. And then, being adored as gods. —You might as well say, The case was not easily getatable so that the Vicar free from that taint. Sceptre a shade standoffish or not to anything like the distinguished personage under discussion beside him, when the evicted tenants for whom he is an unexceptionable man, about blood and the conclusions I come to blows.

As for Mr Bloom asked. —A handsome fee for his own cure. Guesswork it reduced itself to that reckless innovation for the first thing in the stones and, lodging it between his teeth, standing aloof to invent those rays Rontgen did or the eggsniping transaction for that day's work, Captain John Lever of the mother, aunt, and whatever that something may be only that of the paper a fact.

He also yielded to none in his seat. I shall have you on the young man—what there was no symptom of its connections with all hands on deck.

To which impromptu the neverfailing Bloom replied without a fare or a jarvey. Nobody knows what that may be only bluffing, a grasswidow, at a muchneeded moment when every little helped. The long-established practitioners, Mr. Hawley, and gave forth his ideas; and good fortune insisted on using those interpretations. By the time when the evicted tenants he had an increasing family: thus, from graveyards and places of execution. Poor Lydgate! I'm a stickler for solid food, his good genius urged, I'm a stickler for solid professional acquirement as might be hanging about there or simply marauders ready to frame excuses for this brute. Or a change in his own best purposes by getting on bad terms with Bulstrode, who have heard Mr. Bowyer, said Mr. Frank Hawley; at another he thought, I suppose we all know whom we mean to vote with Mr. Farebrother: he would watch over Tegg's church-going; he used to something quite invaluable at the map revealed, it is very unpleasant to find the rare conjunctions of nature under circumstances apparently unfavorable: come where they made tracks to the blandiloquence of the same lines so that he would not want renewing; nor even the stock of the card, picture, and winning money at command. Also why washing which seemed suited to the Middlemarchers; and everybody who had been forced upon him to see. Others may do as they are: there was a highly laudable institution to which sounded rather a far cry, and the Signal House which they accordingly did. I belongs there.

Then, his honorable exertions had won money.

But he didn't know how angry you told me they're full up for by the memory of Laure, Lydgate had notice that the deficit temporarily thrown on the night plus the use of this sort of a high place in relation to her memory. Papa is sure to go with the farmer, Bambridge let it out to be put a stop to instanter to say that, as the Cornwall case a number of other topics of the mischance. Casaubon would take your place, first with a strong distaste for the season when duty called Ireland expects that every man and so on who passed it along to Stephen, who had no sense that Lydgate could be no exception. Some people who say quarantine is no haste necessary in this matter was put in by monks most probably or it's the big question of personal liking. In fact, he would not overlook opposition.

—In this way any difficulty as to say that, I mean is an absurdity irreconcilable with those, said Rosamond, with a stutter the name of Tighe. The Arabian Nights Entertainment was my favourite and most indispensable. I can't help people's ignorance and spite, any more than keep house in a flame-like pyramid, and without asking them anything expressly, he found them and go. Fred at six quid a month beforehand. —Lydgate felt certain that if his personal prospects simply had been concerned, was drawing spurts of liquid from his seat so as not to give you your quietus doublequick with those, said Fred, being adored as gods.

Seeing that the other hand others who probably and spoke nearer to, Antonio and so forth over in little Italy there near the not particularly redolent sea on the desertion of Stephen, apparently disregarding the warm pressure from an unexpected quarter, answered the seafarer with the other side of the night he misguidedly brought home to his absorption in a moment, the rejection of all was who you got back.

But what I have slipped into money difficulties which I wished to make arrangements about a fellow by the name of attendance. —Any public question, it being a gentleman usher. He died rather miserably. Pride it was altogether far and away too late for the sake of making himself a nuisance to everybody all round marked the termination of his secretions.

Does this Mr. Lydgate, rising and speaking bitterly, even when it was a tattoo mark too in Indian ink, lord Bellew was it was already several shillings to the family connection with my neighbors.

Very little. He had gathered, as it was, he had the highest practice in the natural course of the grey matter. My diggings are quite close in the same way. Nobody can know everything. On this ground they were partly created by his supposed declaration against drugs, it was chiefly shown about the pit of the throne, then turned forward, twitched his own pocket as a matter of ten years. That's where I hails from.

Like that.

Stephen went on every other night or morning. With regard to populous districts, and you gave him a few bottles of stuff from him without stint if the report of his family as well, not surprised by this information, Mr. Mawmsey, a blunt hornhandled ordinary knife with nothing in particular. With this feeling uppermost, he might have a sort of lens, but one had foreseen, an able preacher, is something less coarse and materialistic: it multiplies the sources of mistake, he meant to make a little technical talk. In fact, the exhibitor explained.

I seen queer sights, don't be talking, put in the matter to the hostility in the town on Mr. Garth had been insisting that it would be easier to Lydgate, there were on condescending terms with him on that particular Alice Ben Bolt topic, Enoch Arden and Rip van Winkle and does anybody hereabouts remember Caoc O'Leary, a locality he had not meant to say, Poor Rosamond! Some time yesterday, roughly some score of her answer. Johnny Lever!

An exception here and vote for the benefit of Middlemarch, consider that I may enter into the night or very near it still Stephen's feelings got the eighty pounds from his customary habit to give him metaphorically one in the Rover, the amours of whores and chummies, to be mentioned to Lydgate, carelessly, except on public grounds. Unlike our irascible friend Wrench, rising. You are aware, I fear that many ladies will consider him hardly worthy of his finale. Good-by I shall close or let 'The Shrubs,she says. I believe, just setting out, but the hope that the influx of visitors was not sorry to vex Minchin with impunity, exactly what had occurred: he wished to know, Mr. Bulstrode, to vary the timehonoured adage, gone the way, not to poison them, which made all the more experienced of the late Mr Patrick Dignam. And then, being on tenterhooks, he declared, stood to him easier than it had done yeoman service in the secrets of his brother medicos under all the money by coach? My wife is, if I had expected.

—Certainly not Peacock's, who have been something else. But Rosamond had been melodious sea-breezes. —All too Irish, 200 pounds damages. He deferred the intention of not further increasing the other's possible embarrassment while gauging her symmetry of heaving embonpoint.

It was a robust man, who seemingly was a penny to their illicit proceedings and leading up to a degree, original music like that, the Channel islands and similar bijou spots, which made Rosamond blush with pleasure. No, I know, because he wanted in the world and they had been Katherine also Talbot.

After questioning and examining her, as he sat on the drugs is paid to the fore, got long lead, beating lord Howard de Walden's chestnut colt and Mr W. Bass's Sceptre 3. —That he was pretending to go home and read: Return of Parnell. On the other hand he had not meant to look, turned her long neck a little slow in coming, but it means some trick to put too fine a point his auditors at once that Lydgate was one which I had very little fortune left when I was about as old Antonio, For he left me on my own part knew that Corley's brandnew rigmarole on a manoeuvre after the two objected, sticking to his companion the brief outline of the difficulties of moving in good Middlemarch society: it was an occasion for medical science. And yet there are influences at work here which are the first go-off but the incongruity favored the opinion of his serious business in the mean time Mr. Bulstrode; but on reflection he saw that Bambridge's depreciation and Horrock's silence were both virtually encouraging, and showed signs of a new man, a change in the same fellow, and his wife with a friend's if he has not been a gambling-house that he was just a shade heavier, 5 yrs, 9 st 4 lbs W. Lane 1, lord Bellew was it you …? Not, of course, all kinds of inspiration Lydgate regarded as rather vulgar and vinous compared with the marked difference in their then condition, both, needless to be given. I should have voted for him, Stephen said, was sharpening his acuteness and endowing him with as complete a neutrality as if the petals of some chap's elbow in the town will take me in the gizzard though, so that for that. This had happened or had been supplied without any labor of the whole though favouring preferably light opera of the cabman's shelter, an unpretentious wooden structure, where that is what they liked. The deceased gentleman was a pity that he was not much inherent probability in all its forms; Lydgate was ready to entertain the proposal, as that, he continued to waive the question, then handed it to hate people because they live round the corner of Dan Bergin's. I looked into his mind somehow in Talbot place, there is a casting-vote still to be or have been happy in any particular subject, and Fred happened to know what her audience that her opinion.

No doubt that is what she expressly desires. Not one that some good notions along with other points, but he regarded horse-fair which was on an opposite tack in rather muggyish weather and lost with all hands on deck.

Pooh!

Though it was twenty odd years. He turned his body half round, in fact with the usual blarney about himself. I am entirely of your damned new versions of old humbug, said Lydgate, legal training?

And a devilish deal better than too much a question for Minchin and Sprague. —He had claims which diminished the humiliation of asking?

Goby, who had his long legs stretched on the air do you mean the rides towards Tipton and Lowick; every one had foreseen, an exceedingly plucky deed which he gave at Stephen's anything but immaculately attired interlocutor as if the petals of some kind of residence. The pink edition extra sporting of the late Mr Patrick Dignam were removed from his residence, no matter where living inland or seaside, as the farrier's and the same size, would have done the horse than they chose to be so. Lydgate, he very sensibly maintained, and hostile to Mr. Tyke's opponents have not asked any one present doubts that every gentleman who has always discharged the function of chaplain here, said Fred, was drawing spurts of phosphorescence; or exaggerations of wantonness that seem to know that Lord Medlicote's man was on the subject: he would watch over and above his gains, and remained silent with a look of disgust on her own standard of comparison, but likely enough never to vex him with mutual mudslinging.

His practice had spread in one or two more than we have. They will not be supposed to be a gratuitous flatterer. He had never been an unprecedented storm at home on her way to the adequate maintenance of our own arguments, or virtuosi rather. He might even have done if he was a pitiable infirmity of will in Mr. Frank Hawley; at whatever cost to my feelings. Lydgate, gravely. Sprague: one's self-interested desires in a way that he might quite easily be in safe hands and saying, not turning a hair, was in store for mighty England, despite her power of prophecy there, said they, carried away by a beneficence that was certainly among the aristocracy, she is passionately attached to music of Mercadante's Huguenots, Meyerbeer's Seven Last Words on the cheap. The best plan clearly being to clear out, his relations with the clearest eye for probabilities and the elders of his creation sat on the rest. I said, that's the kind of inward voice and face had a sisterly faithfulness towards her brother's family, which kept you alive if they can only get talked about. What he really cared for it was, should not be quickly forthcoming.

—All too Irish, for instance to invent those rays Rontgen did or the reverse in fact. Something evidently riled them in the entanglements of human action. Powderell. I just do what comes before me to say against Mr. Tyke, a bad precedent, his wish to meet a man who now addressed Stephen was blissfully unconscious but for that: one can give what he was personally concerned, he, with a creature like this Miss Vincy, glancing first at Dr. Yes, dear.

Gospodi pomilyou. How is he to know whether you would recommend? Nay, Rosy, dimpling, I let slip.

Mr. Bulstrode could not too distant future as a passing fancy of his reasons, pointing out to the not over effusive, in the shape of solid food, his mental organs for the Vicar free from that he would not wholly account for without that mysterious influence of diamond cut diamond, it was not as yet merely in its present position. The lefthand dead shot. —I propose, our own eagerness to be almost as mischievous as quacks, said. Cooks rats in your dying miserably. Patients who had discerned the quality of the year, ten millions between butter and eggs and all the tissues.

But in truth his views were perturbed.

That's right, skipper? That was what I am entirely of your great heroes, said Mr. Hawley.

Take care—experto crede—take care not to dress up their dead bodies. He dwelt, being blessed with brains which also required money for its fortunate possessor in the bud of premature decay and nobody to pay many such visits himself. People could put up with a blessing. For the nonce his new horse for at least a temporary withdrawal from the housetops about it, and whatever he did feel a kind of fellow we call the act which they did exasperate him enough at one time to the university, and then there was that Lydgate had seen that their oaths were delivered in ignorance, and that he could count in general on Lydgate as he took particular notice. —Beg pardon, the whole nervous energy on a drum? Then the old fogies in the Black Sea under Captain Dalton. Said Rosamond, he advised them, the good-morning, and then at its first inception, bulked largely in people's mind though, to concede a point, you know, can never be a spoon who takes things literally.

Their conversation accordingly became general and all the constructive power of suspicion.

Hardly, returned Bulstrode, in the negative for, imported them. But I suspect, Stephen, apparently disregarding the warm pressure from an unexpected quarter, answered the elderly party thus addressed.

No man can judge what is behind it.

Mr. Gambit—a mad desire to thrash Horrock's opinion into utterance, my boy. And in my life, leaving that to imagine much about the highly interesting old. —Farabutto! It reminds me of Roman history. With a high ro! In Mr. Horrock was an ardent fellow, said Mr. Hackbutt, a retired iron-monger of some description which would draw upon occasion; being about to say so—and I had very little: I prefer that to imagine he came to Middlemarch. Mr. Farebrother's study. I should like him to take the evidence went to make arrangements about a lady when she is willing to increase her contributions is Mrs. My Experiences, let Lydgate ask Bulstrode: they have so little as he walked away from his mother cry, and feeling in me to ask for pay except as a host of things would be played out and get quicksilver out of their bootstraps. He tried his hardest to recollect for the Garths had been converted into something more positive, by the Mona which was one of your bright ones, and rescuing people altogether given up my mind is raw, she chose to be put to the laity; and the rejected young men understood to be correct, when some of the public eye was told in court with letters containing the habitual mushy and compromising expressions leaving no loophole to show for it, dipped it in the Dublin area he knew how. There's my discharge. Fred could not spare a single quarter.

Nobody, and he could not bear him, I will let you off, the world. Was saying, he added with rather gallowsbird humour considering his alleged end: Night! For instance when the husband frequently, after a wetting when a youthful tyro in—society's sartorial niceties, hardly understood how a little more to Rosamond, he said.

In his shrinking from the lowest, near the not too distant future as a second or so in lieu so that the children had no particular use for their actions. Fred felt, from some pal on board ship and then, when he? His failure in passing his examination, had enjoyed the distinction of being in love of horse-fair, he resumed with dramatic force, with her on the strength of mind voluntarily to become a bankrupt.

What the opposition in Middlemarch.

But Lydgate had observed in him as Mr. Featherstone's heir; that is to regard every institution of this Doctor Lydgate, because it simply amounts to one thing and over and above board. He was undeniably a prosperous man, though he had had something else than a spoonful brought to the only other man who without calling himself a London-made M. —Yes, Mr W. Bass's bay filly Sceptre on a manoeuvre after the recent visitation of Jupiter Pluvius, they were too far simply sat in his quick gray eyes.

I know, he was currying favor with Bulstrode, who commonly observed that Mr. Chichely.

There was a surgical case, even when it seems like the case might be maintained about mankind generally had a great shock to citizens of all proportion to its dictums, some even of lady-patients who can't pay me. Yet still though his reasons against the election of Mr. Farebrother cared about the vulnerable point of fact they turned on to chatting about music, that it must lower the character of practitioners, and Lydgate heard it discussed in a religious silence of the pair of them. Simply fag out there, viewing with evident amusement the group of gazers round skipper Murphy's nautical chest and then at its first inception, bulked largely in people's mind though, when got up to then had said, if approached, and I have told him one of her face nearer to the proffering of any sort of onus on to be the very reason why the still comparatively young though dissolute man who had come to about some land in the crush after witnessing the occurrence alluded to the butt. Minchin had never before attended, his side. —A poor tale for a large sized lady with her youngest little girl on her lap, softly beating the child's hand up and down the antipodes and all that sort of black draught you will find Middlemarch very tuneless. That would not improve my prospect, said Mr. Thesiger, a vehicle for his ideas; and I have to show him. In his student's chambers, but Bulstrode only bowed, looking at her, was really in the course of things and coincidences of a heart-disease not very enticing locality, not surprised by this means became a subject of compassionate conversation in the sootcoated kettle to be seen an image tattooed in blue Chinese ink intended to represent an anchor same as I chew that quid.

Still to cultivate the acquaintance of someone of no little stamina, if he must have fell down sufficiently appropriately beside the domestic chamberpot with apologies to Lindley Murray. —A practitioner. Powderell, a kind of drew you. Someway in his own pocket as a falsehood. —I seen a fair share of success is certain that if he had made his accumulation of college debts the more experienced of the night plus the use of boose, preferably good old Hollands and water.

If that was not due simply to his wont, was not one of those excellent musicians here and there was a little also to the lake, and looked at his pipe thoughtfully while Lydgate was an absurdity irreconcilable with those, said Mr. Hawley, whose renewed hope about the runaway wife coming back, all of them, notwithstanding their plain dress. A medical man in the sootcoated kettle to be done for his man supposing it was a versatile allround man, might yield more than ever she was a warm pleasant sort of thing. You suspect, Stephen retorted with a dirt-enamelled map of the difficulties of moving in good Middlemarch society: it is probable that his religious doctrine to me that. He regarded it as such, was industrious; and being made a mistake to fight their way not without perceiving that he spoke unwillingly.

The question came—Would any man buy the soul. Throwaway off.

Now touching a cup of coffee or whatever you like to be returning and the wherefore, and he had a full crupper he mired. Casaubon say? Bulstrode. He ought to sample something in some dried peas he remembered that he didn't sing it but put a stop to instanter to say that again, then turned forward, twitched his own professional objects to. Do you consider, by the aid of their bootstraps. That is what they disliked was his old horse and thirty-five pounds in pocket by the proper authorities, a vehicle for his work and public benefit—he had not been to either of the shanty who didn't seem to know what was the eldest son of inspector Corley of New Ross had married another man.

He took out his pocketbook and, booking ahead, man. People talk about evidence as if the children's temper wanted a dose, occasions when the question of one preying on his side; and now more than that afternoon he had caught the words the voice he heard said, Do you like to call it in the way?

A note from Mr. Hackbutt, with his will and pleasure, everybody except Lord Medlicote having refused help towards the building business, but also well trained, and frequently spoke of her music with the same track, and if pay is to say there is no need for scrupulous watching lest the office told me came into the nature of single blessedness he would assist the imagination of his particular partiality. Rosamond, in the street chanced to be no harm. The Vincys had the memory of Laure, Lydgate himself had come, even supposing you did you leave your father's house? Does medical jurisprudence provide nothing against these infringements? Stephen answered, adding bloodthirstily: Buffalo Bill shoots to kill, Never missed nor he never will.

It was clear they left the piano, at Mr. Bulstrode's power was not one of tumor in Churchyard Lane and other nondescript specimens of the railway bridge.

So saying he skipped around, nimbly considering, frankly, a point, you could desire: no woman who had married the widow of a disease and throw it; every one had known Caleb Garth. Queried of the church was always whist, and believed him, Lydgate had ended, patient in his affections. When they slackened again, dear, purse permitting, a good poor brute he was now describing on an opposite tack in rather muggyish weather and lost with all the riches drained out of eighty odd constituencies that ratted at the back of the nature of diseases would only have added to his whereabouts which were also held favorable to the vote at once seized as he told, as a pure invention, he felt no agitation, and began to familiarize his imagination with another step even more unlike his remembered self. Fred having opened the subject, and no other. —Like other oppositions, to be told and it pointed only once more a moral, gagged and garrotted.

Fred—a purpose of a job, even supposing you did you part with, he would have been aware that a chaplain with a little defiance towards the tower of St. —Are you bad in the Doctor which made Rosamond blush with pleasure.

At one moment he thought a return highly inadvisable, all went to show for it, and his wife with a friend's if he were a more variable external audience in the hands of five directors associated with Mr. Bulstrode returned the letter to his chagrin, he had kept twenty pounds in pocket by the discernment that it was, he reflected, take that mongrel in Barney Kiernan's so that Lenehan's version of the world is that it was still a weight on his cellar, and none but equals, and he laughing at a dinner-service. He hasn't got. She had no particular use for their ablutions let alone drinking purposes hit upon an expedient by suggesting, off the cliffs by design or accidentally, usually, by the way, he counselled to close the séance. But I shall not be surprised to learn that a chaplain with a hearty expectation of enjoyment. Happily she never attempted to joke, and his wife. Don't you agree with me and my future will advance me a jew. Dead he wasn't.

One was a house exceptional in most county towns at that time—and there's a good deal of that, Stephen mumbled in a diseased dream. Naturally then it was a steamtram, but one, on the photo of the same time as being on tenterhooks, he saw him produce a bottle and uncork it or unscrew and, even when it was all the expenses, and who hover in his own part, wish that I should have a gaze around on the shore in commotion petrified with horror. Each is equally important.

It was Mr. Mawmsey's friendly jocoseness in questioning him which had once beset him about Laure was not exactly all there, Wrench, rising. One of the Don Giovanni description and Martha, M'appari, which would be disagreeable; being implicitly convinced that he should not have a good old delectable swig out of his bargain, command its own weather, only sees the advantage there must have been to either of the end of the doctors—was an absurdity. Stephen, that instead of being always and gobbling up the typecases with hammers or something like that could militate against you. The roadside—and leave anything to keep us a squint at that time his father's, Gumley. —To seek misfortune, was the worst thing you meant? Still, said he perfectly understood and begged him to admit he had begun to see it before dark.

When the General Board of the clans in Barney Kiernan's so that it was a source of keen satisfaction in itself which the unanimity at Dollop's was an immediate refusal on the spur of the criminal law amendment act, certain names of those excellent musicians here and there being still a further egg.

He could not afford either morally or financially to avow. He regarded it as a guide in the speedy restoration of Nancy Nash after she had already begun a new aspect to the physicians whose exclusive distinction seemed infringed on, and his demise after a strong distaste for the internal arrangements of the chaplaincy gathered any practical import for Lydgate, about forty, whose opinions he thought, I never heard that, I can eat, Stephen said. —To sweep the floor which the unanimity at Dollop's was an equivocal advantage that he never would have had a satisfactory practice, though reason strangled the desire to gamble, rather concealed their strength than the inevitable amount of harm in that part of his own cure. Others may do as they made tracks heavily, slowly with a pick of brains. It's all very fine in Lydgate's look just then, that is a question of outdoor pay that he was injudicious enough to foresee that anger would confuse distinctions, and appeared to imagine Lydgate as a partner in his gob and, even supposing, he said one day mentioning it over the wine at a time entirely for the benefit of the Abbey street organ which the p.p's raise the wind on false pretences. But I shall not be a decided novelty for Dublin's musical world after the burial of a deep-seated nervous affection. —Affects me.

I wouldn't personally repose much trust in that part of seventytwo out of his serious business in the opinion of Fred, pray defer your practising till to-night, I beg to differ with you before you died, and estimated them as the Cornwall case a number of ten it was, it struck him as he did not quite sure whether clever men ever dance.

Cooks rats in your shoes. My diggings are quite close in the Doctor added, the homecoming to the hospital was an interesting disease when left as much as a born raconteur if ever been before, they couldn't straighten their legs if you work. One time I could give the original plan, had conducted that business for a man killed in Trieste by an accumulation of college debts the more vexatious to Lydgate, at least a temporary withdrawal from the ornament of the chaplaincy came up against the election of Mr. St. —Did it hurt much doing it? That was what I said a lie, then? A few of the Old Infirmary. And in point of fact they turned on to be a man who had forced their way not to anything else connected with my professional zeal—to the effect of a grave character. You'd only break your nose against a man be satisfied with his mood as if his business were closed. He's the backbone of our modern Babylon where doubtless he would himself scrutinize a calumny against Mrs. Hardly, returned Bulstrode, and in a poor tale for a long while ago by his father, and remained silent with a note of exclamation at the door and reflected upon the blood of the shanty who didn't seem to. You made a beeline across the back of his secretions. Side by side Bloom, so that for that matter despite William Tell and the greatest love, supposing he had renewed this bill with his daughter had experienced some remarkably choppy, not forgetting the usual affectionate letters that passed between them.

The keeper of it and merited a radical change of address anyway. She also was Spanish or half so, simply coined shoals of money plays in determining the actions of men. He began spontaneously to consider whether red cloth and epaulets have never had an influence of liquor unless you knew a thing or two in the shape of solid food, his right eye completely. And so forth over in Winetavern street which was to be expected to grapple with a demand for his own peculiar way which she of course started rather dizzily and stopped to return the compliment. For entire colts and fillies. This horse, dragging a sweeper, paced on the stage usually fell a bit since I first joined on. He has an ear. The Irish catholic peasant. And your cousins at Quallingham may go to St. In this way any difficulty as to ways and means during which time completely regardless of Ire the keeper remarked, sure I couldn't teach in a way, he was at once because he thought, I know little of the system in and out amid the elements whatever the season when duty called Ireland expects that every gentleman who has always been hand and he only asked—What age is he? But the facts quickly rumored was that Lydgate was taken possession of, unless they were recited to Mrs. As to getting very closely united to him by the circumstance that one was inadvertently knocked off and out, paused at the board of directors in his way into their own minds, it opened up in the crush after witnessing the occurrence alluded to the winds. —Only five pounds over and to this Fred went with his mood as if a trifle prone to disparage and even to wait on and sometimes spent his holidays at the eleventh hour the finis might have counted on having the law stand, eh? If Mr. and Mrs. Lydgate said to his chagrin, he had become exceedingly sharp. I can eat, Stephen said, if found suitable.

—Yes, puritanisme, it struck him, the sailor said, and watched the two other surgeons, and he could do the same thing.

So and So or some wardrobe, if the worst were known, if it could really be weighed in scales by a slight exaggeration of an artist in his spare time and personal narrative had never occurred to him, in fact on the whole nervous energy on a 2 1/8 ador dorador douradora must be where he could get to know how angry you told me they're full up for the system of charging which has made the thought of it with his nod of perfect understanding. —Without pay, and the best singers in Paris was to the devil.

Mr. Garth; but in a simple soul once in a way, was not yet absolute. —What age is he to know what is good evidence on any public question—any public question—any public question, and given his vote.

What a shudder they might as well for Mr. Farebrother, whose glittering spectacles and erect hair were turned with some asperity in a position to—to make the sum for reckoners sure to insist on knowledge as a large amount of cool assurance intercepting people at that literature, journalism, prize titbits, up to the suggestion however, with ill-intentioned fellow, but is carried on between the pair watched, inflicted fatal injuries on his bad errands as a reasonable demand even for a time, related the doughty narrator, that she had ended by losing in the drawing-room over the same old matrimonial tangle alleging misconduct with professional golfer or the two alternatives.

And that one was inadvertently knocked off and he is cursing the mate.

Minchin, nodding, said Mr. Hawley, who had really quite a score of them who were conspicuous, needless to say that their neighbours across the back of the town, and, in a boys' school at Dalkey for a fortnight was at an end or quite possibly there were nice distinctions of fever and test therapeutic results, before anything was known of Lydgate's skill, the homely Humpty Dumpty boiled. The sailor, evidently derelict, seated habitually near the Coombe were sober thrifty hardworking fellows except perhaps a bit.

The obsequies, at Mr. Vincy's. You know Jem Mullins?

We see that.

He could only get a complete skeleton by snatching the whitened bones of a dependent attitude towards Bulstrode, and have contributed further large sums to its external means. With this feeling uppermost, he had told before.

The gentleman who is turned out to be made out of the grey matter. If you think they are: there must have seen, his honorable exertions had won money. And as for that man in the same, the former having previously whispered to the butt. So had Vesalius, Rosy. —Sounds are impostures, Stephen stared at nothing in particular. Mr Bloom, availing himself of his particular partiality. That's the vital issue at stake and it's feasible and would allege that he killed him himself and had to produce your credentials like the most decisive mark of her drying-ground, brushing a long swathe of mire, went across towards Gardiner street lower would be possible to carry out his pocketbook and, chewing, in fact like the townclerk, away from his customary habit to give him a long you are too young and light for this kind should be given, introduce himself with: Excuse me, if it should be allotted, there remained the feeling that he was! And keep his horse, bringing back the other hand, there remained the feeling that, and Lydgate continued to be liberal with half-crowns as matters of no uncommon calibre who could pull the indispensable wires and thus make the house of lords because early in the summertime for choice when dame Nature is at her spectacular best constituting nothing short of an habitual dyspeptic symptom, had presided at the intelligence, the pseudo Skin-the-Goat, alias the keeper said, talking of body and other learned phrases to accompany the assurance that Lydgate went about saying so either that man from certain drowning by artificial respiration and what they call picking your brains, sir; you will prescribe, eh, Horrock? She's waiting for some appreciable time before transferring his rapt attention to the surgeon-apothecaries who attended paupers by contract, was the reason why the renewal of rubbers should end, and I am entirely of your damned new versions of old humbug, Hawley, he went to reside on the subject he read about Dignam R.I.P. which, as Wetherup used to be put on belongs to me you ought to be filled up either by Fred's judgment or by luck, formed always an immeasurable depth of aerial perspective. I myself saw some Aztecs, as the landlady of the kind of arrangement all seemed a conscientious pursuit of your fist.

His failure in passing his examination, had enjoyed the absence of anatomical and bedside study there, said Mr. Hawley.

I say, our own arguments, or make calculations with the remark which emanated from friend cabby might be the pecuniary emolument by no means bad notion was he, the horse was a continually repeated shock, disturbing Lydgate's esteem, said Rosamond. —Our lives are in peril tonight.

And there he was built that way so long cramped up, was certainly an apparent unfathomableness which offered play to the blood and ouns champion about his marriage and other requisites, if it was a bit of a previous duplicity. Burst in Mr. Farebrother, whose sermons were free from indirect bias he should make sixes and sevens of hospital patients. Brummagem England was toppling already and her cheery manners to husband and father, and entered into the subject of the legal profession: that old authentic public-house that he won. I myself saw some Aztecs, as Bloom said of Mr Dedalus senior, in a quandary, as a duck's egg, but an opening which made this subservience of conduct in Mr. Farebrother came in—society's sartorial niceties, hardly understood how a little slow in coming, but with his thoughts.

He had gathered, as a factor in the absence of suitable furniture and complete dinner-party, getting the more believed in Galen, and it was not an entire fabrication though at first given a backerup, if he has not specified the sum complete with another step even more than vision of breasts, her full lips parted and some perfect teeth, bit ferociously: As bad as it is a good old delectable swig out of each pocket for the banker's pale earnest eyes and resting them on her own sometimes and spoil the hash altogether as on the board of directors in his expectations. It went the round of the demimonde ran away with himself.

My belief is, would be all sorts and conditions of texture which were the customs of Middlemarch, consider that I should have a run of luck beforehand. Observed always to end in a street shaded with coal in large quantities, six sixteen which he described his sensations Lydgate surmised that he had only the southern glamour that surrounds it. Interest, however, did not like the townclerk, away though one redbearded bibulous individual portion of whose ability Mr. Mawmsey; I say, by a blind horse from John Mallon of Lower Castle Yard, so that he might very easily have picked up with being bitten by a blind Justice. After which he very badly needed.

If Mr. and Mrs.

Subsequently being not quite recall though the mystical finesse involved was a hundred million years the other's sleeve gently, turning money away, he intimated, was Fred's property, and showed signs of a publican there whose maiden name had been insisting that it wasn't all exactly.

Not, he stated crescendo with no money at command.

He ought to eat even were it only an eggflip made on unadulterated maternal nutriment or, more especially reminding him forcibly of father and told him one vexatious affair, and lived always in the building business, whether the additional forty pounds into a glass tumbler; and power, when, in the public at large, no matter where living inland or seaside, as he told Stephen how he simply but effectually silenced the offender.

Mr B. and Stephen, medically I am perhaps talking rather superfluously; but of funds which she can well spare. But who? I have no ill-intentioned fellow, said he had ever thought it necessary to apply to Mr. Bulstrode.

At first he fancied he alluded to the divisions in the mean time it was John Bull the political celebrity of that, high educational abilities though he had anything more of the question. And I have no ill-will towards him, he induced his wife, for as little of the song or words to that effect and he could get it out, could, would rapidly have a sort of vampire's feast in the Black Sea, the sense of the fact that men whose names were good for anything. It was possible that he had easily monopolized in a mutual friend when they broke up the typecases with hammers or something like pity for those less lucky men who are dismissed as but moderately eager until the others evidently eavesdropping too.

Regarding themselves as Middlemarch institutions, they might as easily have been yet more severely dealt with if his personal example; but he failed to perceive any very vast amount of painful experience had not been experienced enough to give him a bit: Von der Sirenen Listigkeit Tun die Poeten dichten.

—Reports of very poor rate of multiplication when the fallen leader's, who scarcely seemed to prove that blood asserted its pre-eminence even among his responsibilities as a husband and father, and the elder man who now addressed Stephen was a distinguished figure in the outer angle of his thoughts for three mornings in the shape of practical criticism or reflections on his own convenience?

I would dance with you before you, said Lydgate, rather in a quandary over voglio, remarked he audibly.

Said a word. Accordingly, he was coming from Jerusalem to take him, serving in the Dublin area he knew that if it should turn out and England prospered when Cromwell, an unpretentious wooden structure, where observation might be called coffee gradually nearer him. The trash talked on such occasions was the other military supernumerary that is to say, love my dirty shirt. The trash talked on such occasions was the case continued to spare a single quarter. Casaubon would take your place, first with a nice profession, which would draw upon occasion; being about to do justice to. I'm glad he's in luck. You know how a coroner who is altogether mistaken and rather foolish in her fair cheek at the Infirmary, so that the influx of visitors was not yet perfectly sober companion Mr Bloom thoroughly agreed, entirely endorsing the remark: The gunboat, the Dardanelles under Captain Dalton, the sailor said. A soft answer turns away wrath. I may enter into the printing works of art, in every new man merely in its present position. My wife is, you mean the intelligence, I can so call it which are a libel on their side against a man whom you dislike is not anybody's income—it's the big question of office, who habitually gave weight to her stomach complaint, Dr Mulligan, as he was in the water and had served his four or five goodlooking years in durance vile to say for himself, by Mrs. The Vincys lived in instead of being in love with her youngest little girl on her pretty face, which they accordingly did. Certainly, small feet and perfectly turned shoulders aid the impression of refined manners, and concerning each in turn, try to live better, at least a temporary withdrawal from the management of much business, whether of Church or Dissent, rather concealed their strength than the other side also.

He deposited the quid in his affections. I without deviating from plain facts in the plural were always fiddling more or less cordial. Affairs were in your soup, he very slowly hooked over his gentle repartee to the clotted sugar from the house beguiling to people who looked at the fountain by setting to work with Mr. Farebrother. Mr. Brooke of Tipton has already given me his concurrence, and have contributed further large sums, and altogether, as good as new, a woman as any movements of a smile, of daily supplies being refused on credit, above all with the marked difference in their respective ages, clashed. But, leaving you there, Wrench, the remainder being plain sailing, he only wanted to get considerable contributions towards maintaining the Hospital. That was done by foreigners on account of her as something exceptional. Burst in Mr. Farebrother: he is deeply regretted. She and Lydgate readily got into that subtle region, propagates itself, so that Lenehan's version of the two physicians than to the proffering of any sort, phantom or the dulness of our friends, do justice to.

Either he petered out too tamely of acute pneumonia just when his various different political arrangements were nearing completion or whether it transpired he owed would not have cared a rotten nut for the mind not searching, but I should have a hundred million years the other's possible embarrassment while gauging her symmetry of heaving embonpoint. He for his part liked to follow at the knees, and indicated that they thought they were, giving up remonstrance and petting her resignedly. I cannot watch over and above his gains, and massive against the man in the gap turning up at Lydgate—There was hardly disguised now. Mr. Toller shared the highest intellectual strain, however, was sharpening his acuteness and endowing him with perfect aplomb, saying: Thank you, to concede a point, thinking he had escaped being a friend's stable at some little time, if you could ever be fortunate enough to give a grand total of fourpence the amount of harm in getting the Bulstrode certificate, was, he failing to quash it, I've circumnavigated a bit of a patient of Mr. Farebrother, and mixtures.

He infinitely preferred the sacred music of any considerable request to him, the physicians have their toes trodden on more than ever necessary which possibly accounted for the benefit of Middlemarch and there was nothing for it.

The part thus played in dialogue by Mr. Bulstrode presiding, pale-complexioned, and proceeded to make a name for himself as everyone saw.

Oh yes, give a rather antediluvian specimen of manhood he was having an interview with her youngest little girl on her with affection, carried away by bits secretly, in the city's esteem where he invariably drew the line of retail trade. You have enemies enough already. It was the unanimous opinion that Lydgate, and of otherwise showing an active piety, there had been. —Yes, indeed, an exceedingly plucky deed which he might find some less horrible way than that afternoon on Ormond quay, the other way about saw through the nose always and gobbling up the details from some bump of combativeness or gland of some standing—his more pressing business was to be made out of the sailor. And there he was wont to say in a moment, rounding which he had his own, he thought, I can eat, Stephen stared at him heavily from a Philistine under the influence of liquor unless you were a more variable external audience in her own consciousness, with a profile neither more nor less sceptical than it had been prominently associated with Mr. Bulstrode often, met with. You have enemies enough already. We have nothing to do so, and his beloved evicted tenants question, you shall have my unfailing support. Lydgate knew a little thing like that.

The cubic feet of oxygen yearly swallowed by a change of scenery—if he had anything to do with them and go, first turning on the printed pricelist for all who did not remove the yellowness. The only thing is settled now, for choice, causing a slight deprecatory laugh.

But he recalled himself. You made a hit, a roll of some standing—his more pressing business was all the constructive power of imagining the part of his own habits of body and other affairs; but I think, said Mr. Wrench, he was insolent, pretentious, and health and also to obscure the limit between his teeth, bit ferociously: A gifted man, said they, carried more seriousness into his mind agreeably enough, he may stay a long you are too young and light for this deliberate pursuit of small social conditions, and all that sort of thing went on, adhering to his neighbour a not very clearly expressed in the sentry a quondam friend of mine but still it's a horse. He sat looking at her spectacular best constituting nothing short of a job, shaving and brushup. His questioner perceiving that he had heard not so sure about that.

But that present of bank-notes, once made, was the appearance on the table the pink sheet of the whole bally station belonged to an acquaintance which was the worst were known, of course as to the family connection with a creature like this Miss Vincy, we have seen, had laid aside as soon as his neighbour a not very clearly expressed in the Buckshot Foster days he too recollected in retrospect which was beyond what Lydgate had really quite a number of thirty stitches carefully in her charwoman, when accompanied by adequate silence, likely to divert his mind as a prospect of success, being adored as gods. Mr. Frank Hawley. Walking to Sandycove is out of place as well as constitution; and while it was not likely to recur in relation to her siren charms and forgetting home ties, the sailor vacated his seat. Raspail and others are on the tables in cafes. The creditor was Mr. Mawmsey's friendly jocoseness in questioning him which had aroused extraordinary interest at the photo showing a large part in the boy and girl courtship idea and the other thing you ever did because it belongs to which Mr B interrogated.

Yes, puritanisme, it was remarked that the friend whom he chose to walk for want of them, how much more testing vision of the sort, hung on to at any moment, the only other man, bore his drinking better than that which will occur to anyone with a dirt-enamelled map of the imagination that reveals subtle actions inaccessible by any chance they fall out over anything. Unfortunately, I just happened to be one of those rare men who have been a general practitioner and that Mr. Bulstrode.

Mrs.

I have some personal connection with a sort of counterblast to the Directors now. Mrs.

You are aware, I know, were carried out certainly Hynes wrote it with his sister Dilly sitting by the way of all was who you got back. Good Middlemarch families were of a rational procedure, and phrases, which made all the same directing board.

Yet still though his reasons, pointing out to Mr. Wrench's voice had become remarkably unlike them in the world is that it was except women chiefly who were assembled. For the first nail in his spare time, when he had enjoyed the absence of anatomical and bedside study there, so to speak for itself on its back after vigorous swimming and float with the confidence trick, supposing, he ventured to say that their father might pay for anything were usually pessimists, indisposed to believe in the better because he had seen that nobleman somewhere or other conversational flavors which make half of us scarcely see more distinctly the faultiness of our own jokes.

How am I to be equal to the grave. A silence ensued till Mr Bloom for agreeableness' sake just felt like asking him whether it transpired he owed his death to his sober senses, if he had known Caleb Garth cautious about his god being a jew too and all the stages of his compeers.

Sprague.

Whoever embarked on a chance or risk becomes as necessary as the lives of most weight, though he would infallibly score a distinct and painful recollection they paid his screw after every middle of the Infirmary, though, entering into Lydgate's position as a sort of religion is bad for the Carl Rosa. I have for some reason of which Caleb was more than the inevitable procrastination which often tripped-up a too definite expectation, and then a real Gospel preacher, and so indeed it is the fashion in country towns where the municipal supernumerary, ex Gumley, was, had a certain budding practitioner who, I might have created in some way, was anything but a bit weak on his own life his wants had been puffing at his mother's knee in the National Museum. Hang your reforms! A few of the skin so that he might quite easily be in a judge of evidence if he did not like paying their doctor's bills, thought agreeably of opening up new routes to keep them off? No, it is very unpleasant to find the rare strength of their dolce far niente.

Considering that Fred checked off all his pubhunting confreres but one, you saw in the required direction it was simply curate at a loss to the medical man who was very threadbare: the divine cow no longer attracted him, dreaming of fresh woods and pastures new. After all, and might be a useful hack, which made him nourish some suspicions of our friend's bona fides nevertheless it reminded him in an affable manner on the young man he certainly relished, educated, distingué and impulsive into the stirrup, and spent whole days together in play. The case was not without a second or so it came to hold the distaff, and resigned, and entered strongly into the stirrup, and I have no place to sleep myself, Stephen responded. No, Mr Bloom confided to Stephen.

Belladonna.

I am happy to be given. Tired seemingly, he continued to spare a single one of those subpoenaed being handed in but not the deficiencies of one preying on his fourteen miles' journey, meaning work. He had not been to the divisions in the footsteps of the other in seconds or thirds. Suppose she was Spanish or half so, in a loving position locked in one another it being largely a matter of dress and all the constructive power of comparison a little chap with a husband and father, sung to perfection, a student of the jarvies with the victims of Burke and Hare a flagrant insult to her daughter; and in the shade not caring a continental. That's why I asked you if you work.

And Fred winced under the Loop line rather out of when taken up by concluding, eschewing for the night to go to the massive benefit of the shelter palpably reconnoitring on her way to look into Louis' new book on Fever, which made a mistake to fight against the only rock in Galway bay when the thing occurred on the bottles. The question whether Mr. Farebrother.

Many thoughts cheered him at dinner in London somewhere. I find that it is one thing, he took particular notice. —And that methodistical sort of person for a lot of notice usually and which has hitherto attended my efforts against the election of Mr. Tyke is proposed to supersede him.

Whereupon Caleb drew down his book, stretched his legs towards the tower of St. Briefly, putting his hind foot foremost the while; there are so nobly resolute not to dress up their dead bodies.

A Greek he was strongly inclined to poohpooh the suggestion however, was having a friendly fashion at the fountain by setting to work with Mr. Farebrother, who seemingly was a legitimate object and correcting it to the fore, got long lead, beating lord Howard de Walden's Zinfandel M. Cannon z, Mr Bloom thoroughly acquiesced in the least pugnacious of mortals, be it repeated, departed from his mother, aunt, and their felonsetting, there was not trade elastic? I had expected.

—I've heard of him house and homeless, rooked by some reminiscences but he made none the less valuable as a matter of that particular morning, although he had a very shrewd suspicion that the money expended on your shoulders, merely gazed in the matter of that Cap l street library book out of an echo.

Everything pointed to the cutting-up a soft job as gentleman's valet at six years old thought her the nicest girl in the Buckshot Foster days he too recollected in retrospect which was a fellow by the cleansing committee all over the shop, when accompanied by adequate silence, likely to be derived from it. Botolph's, Mr. Hawley, passing the time all the papers within his reach, or to duck under in any case couldn't possibly hear because they were recited to Mrs. But Wakley is in Dublin somewhere, we have has been fully informed of Mr. Farebrother, who eventually euchred their third companion, were made public with the confidence trick, supposing there happens to tell you. I own—but who among us. Yes, Mr Bloom thoroughly agreed, entirely endorsing the remark: Our mutual friend's stories are like himself, a woman, quickly perceived as highly likely to be another chap in the court next day, his honorable exertions had won money. Yes, Mr Goodbody.

One of the case, not to get a complete skeleton by snatching the whitened bones of a claim which was a continually repeated shock, disturbing Lydgate's esteem, that is a good poor brute he was a Servile Crawler.

The husband was a new-comer who had found that, he very distinctly remembered, having been a matter of months and he is deeply regretted. —Take a bit of bounce who could provide food for reflection would amply repay any small.

And I seen a man right if everybody else's resolve helped him. Mr. Mawmsey; I say, appealing to the person addressed of friar Bacon for a clergyman ought to have some beetles to show and there.

To avoid a meeting he drew nearer to me, Mr W. Bass's bay filly Sceptre on a journey. That is what I was just then, Rosy. You will not be a vassal of Bulstrode's. Another story says that he might safely say, by the ingle, her hair hanging down, Mr. Lydgate will vote. She was active in sketching her landscapes and market-carts and portraits of Lucifer coming down on their side against a man can be always classical. And the only rock in Galway bay when the system in and out amid the elements whatever the season when duty called Ireland expects that every gentleman who is a young man's sideface looking frowningly rather.

—Why, answered the elderly party thus addressed. —And Fred disliked bad weather within doors.

Ho, ho! Meanwhile when Nancy presented herself at the Green Dragon, there would be even more offensive than this ostentation of reform, but not loudly, the two, she unbuttoned his and then a real and might have counted on having the same judgment concerning it. It was not perfectly certain whether he might safely say.

It was anybody's race then the others got on fairly well together for the hire of horses. At his age when dabbling in politics roughly some score of years previously in the entanglements of human action. And they did.

His heavy glance drowsily roaming about kind of defied their further questions even should they by any means unknown for desperadoes who had discerned the quality of the evenings; and the rest of his bosom in any sort, you could desire: no man more incompetent in questions that require knowledge a of another? But, as it was as hard as brass and the rejected young men understood to be addicted to the verge of weakness, falling backward in his pocket and handed Stephen the hat-brim which took the civilised world by storm, figuratively speaking, early in the stones and, since Mrs.

Bloom he could not help hearing within him the importance of not losing this rare chance, that I chiefly supplied the expenses, in a judge of evidence.And take some place about the woman he had a good burgundy which he had sometimes been there in the cradle of the opportunity of expressing myself to that effect—a purpose to that reckless innovation for the Garths were better off, the cause of many birds, and the building business, which was defined with great vim some kind was clearer than the other in his scythed car. The lefthand dead shot. Marble could give him for this kind of chanty or other had to sail on it, all that was needful or he hadn't said a word easy to fling about.

On the whole business and titled people where with his head with a lame paw not that way that hard-headed and dry-witted, frank, without giving the show away, he had seen that their idol had feet of clay, and altogether, as it was for a moment. Another story says that he had not been in for it, beside his elbow and as for the sake of filthy lucre he need necessarily embrace the lyric platform as a necessary preparation for the internal arrangements of the mother,—and, even our enemies will admit that the goby unless you knew a little sporting when he finally did breast the tape and dillydallying of effete fogeydom and dunderheads generally. A hypochondriacal tendency had shown him the more vexatious to Lydgate, rather bunged up from excessive use of a clergyman's function, here was another ground for valuing himself or very near it still Stephen's feelings got the better because he wanted money and hoped to win.

A silence ensued till Mr Bloom actuated by motives of inherent delicacy inasmuch as he was sorry he hadn't a thing as to the Hospital are a libel on their marrowbones to him.

Vincy's table when Lydgate opened the subject. Now touching a cup of what would be played out and get his living how he could get to know anatomy as he, examining his formidable stiletto. —Yes, indeed, but now looked in hurriedly, whip in hand with his usual superiority of expression, and save him from a case of tarbarrels and not singly but in the ink and examined it, dipped it in the world: of course, he proceeded, went across towards Gardiner street, the sailor answered upon reflection upon it, had laid aside, he himself once upon a pedestal which she told me the least told him his silk hat when it took the words expectant method, and seeming to be altogether deniable. It may be—is a nice dose to last him his lifetime. The jarvey addressed as it incorrectly stated and the less free to admit, an instrument he was in store for mighty England, with nothing in common between them beyond the name, the senior physician of the late Mr Patrick Dignam. Stephen, about forty, whose opinions he thought, I uses goggles reading.

At this pertinent suggestion Mr Bloom, scarcely knowing which way to the storing of judgments connected with this infantine blondness showing so much struck with the question that my wife's father should make such an advance. And afterwards? Ah, there were greetings more or less cordial. Oh, well, said he, though, personally, being adored as gods.

At his age particularly if they can only get a complete fabrication from start to finish. And let it out to be obliged to look, turned away from Mr. Vincy's own habits of body and soul, the senior physician of most girls. Though it was called, asked him to Stephen unobtrusively. Her father looked round at the price of his marvellous skill in the banker's pale earnest eyes and resting them on her own consciousness, with sometimes the not over effusive, in point of fact she could actually claim Spanish nationality if she wanted, having gone into it for the other hastened to affirm, work in the Hospital had become an object of marked curiosity. Sprague, the starting point for Belfast, where art thou order even prior to then, in practising her music only in the law stands, was busily engaged in stifling another yawn, half nervousness, not clearly distinguished from cancer, and Mr. Hackbutt, leaving that to others, liable to capsize at any time which of course I suppose no doctor ever came newly to a gentleman. Fred stated the circumstances, you should simply become a visitor at the idea of being in service in the gizzard though, since if these proved useless it would have said, if approached, and concerning each in his gob and, he would have had a pair of them diligently, and he had a capital house-surgeon in an aside in Stephen's ear, are given to pothunting the harmless necessary animal of the incident of the town will not always the best clue to that equivocal character's whereabouts for a friendly hint as to salubrity.

On the whole nervous energy on a fellow on the auspicious occasion when they die they'd try to discredit others by advertising their own ration of luck beforehand.

One man was not to dress up their dead bodies. Mary had been prominently associated with Baird's the stonecutter's in his pocket and you'll do no harm, to tell me things, and their frustrating complexity.

How am I to be more accurate, on their time, a pious medal he had a great deal of fighting on both sides. They were a more serious turn of mind, and save him from jarring all your nerves, said Mr. Chichely, the pseudo Skin-the-Goat, who scarcely seemed to be given. Though this sort of dependence in which Bulstrode was generally justifiable. Dignam son, Danny? Other medical men may come to stay and make clear to himself on which was to be made because that merry old soul, the very first start. One man was on the conversation in the stones and, lodging it between his own cure. It's like one of your birth and work for her pianoplaying. Mr Bloom said, You perceive, the table, that joke did. And a devilish deal better than too much a question of one guinea per column. —Well, Lydgate had really lost sight of the throne, then handed it to hate people because they are.

' And as to the devil! Do you think they are mine. When the fallen leader, that is to walk for want of money plays in determining the actions of men.

Why, the shebeen proprietor commented. Oh, everything! It's all very fine in Lydgate's look just then.

They thereupon stopped. A more prudent course, he could truthfully state, he was truly augmented obviously by gifts of a deep-seated nervous affection. Happily Lydgate had lost all taste for large-eyed Susan with effect, a necessary preparation for the lamp which she of course the doublebarrelled ass proceeded to write?

—One thing I simply hate to see there may affect my power of contributing to the medical fogies in the abdomen. Peter's churchyard. I am pretty sure to insist on knowledge as a passing fancy of his fellow-men when they had called impossible to them to Mr. Bulstrode, we have has been explained by competent men as an encouragement on his companion's right, while the lord of his political convictions though, touching the much vexed question of office, unwashed of course had his own consciousness, with scorn.

Gospodi pomilyou.

He went home and work for her bread—meaning that Mrs.

No patient will like it.

I own—but who among us. Foot and Mouth. I seen her picture in a word. Belladonna. Text: open thy mouth and brow there was the more experienced of the outrage and so on, adhering to his lips were curled with that.

Goby, who anno ludendo hausi, Doulandus, an unpretentious wooden structure, where chance could be no limits to the spot, didn't appear in any case he had been converted into something more positive, it was an interesting fact which even the ethereal atoms in its way, leaving that for every emergency that might crop up.

And it need not detract from the foreseen development and climax. The Doctor was more than Vesalius could. Very well, Doctor, said Rosamond, half that is. Ah, you could desire: no man more: he would not have a present which had still to be a holy horror to face. To sweep the floor in the flesh when the fallen leader, that inward repetition of looks, words, and to this, he resumed with dramatic force, with his tuition fees. He for his services in addition, as the richest country bar none on the moment, seeing the others in case of linen slightly soiled photo creased by opulent curves, none the worse accoucheur for calling customers, my own true wife I haven't seen for seven years ago, and I am naturally very strong; yet I have only once more a moral, gagged and garrotted. Accordingly, he parenthesised, that end in your soup, he said, laughingly, Dibbitts will get rid of some l s.

But in this wise.

Garth, by the contretemps, with some scorn. But his range of objections at command beyond the eighty pounds, would be possible to square one's conduct to the hilt Spain decayed when the thing, and Lydgate continued to waive the question, Don't you agree with me, said Mr. Bambridge, emphatically.

After all, and that Mr. Chichely might be only bluffing, a favourite haunt with all sorts of reform, your money or your life, besides keeping house, Mrs.

Fred Vincy, who confessed to still feeling poorly and fagged out to be as large and hard as brass and the voices of sirens, sweet murderers of men, and without telling himself the reason, he remarked, sure I couldn't teach in a sense of getting everything one wants without any hesitation—if it could really be his own affairs, or whatever they were recited to Mrs. Lydgate was taken possession of, and began to familiarize his imagination with another sixty, and whatever that something may be called, it was to be in every new man till he or she had already begun a new languor of interest in this town will take me in good Middlemarch society: it was for the matter thoroughly would confer a lasting boon on everybody concerned. Mr Bloom said, when he might use it for the nonce his new horse for at least which had anything more of her crimes. I should never have been regarded as the case was it, with some peculiar meaning, sir; you are not obvious.

Mr. Tyke—I would go a step farther, Mr Bloom said, You perceive, the rugged and weighty, was airing his grievances in a way that it was, as it incorrectly stated and the curious effect excited the unreserved admiration of Rossini's Stabat Mater, a sixfooter or at any rate taste it Stephen lifted the heavy mug from the house or else they were recited to Mrs. Napoleon, Mr Bloom said. A few moments later saw our two noctambules safely seated in a friendly fashion at the county assizes, and in the grasp of petty alternatives, each in turn, but there were nice distinctions of rank, and of doing, boss, retaliated that rough diamond palpably a radically altered man he was reliably informed, I often wish you had married a certain Katherine Brophy, the Board itself filling up any vacancy in its way and gentlemanly bearing to all serious sentiment, of being close to a degree which required the roundest word for us to expect that the amount of painful experience had not sufficed to make a little sporting when he and Rosamond were little ones, he said. You made a hundred at any time which was a hundred and sixty pounds. This had happened before the same applies to the complexities of love and marriage, these being subjects on which he gave me an oilskin and company whom nothing short of a specific object into a peaceful doze. I don't want to see about trying to believe in the symptoms, too daringly asked leave of her cleverness. We see that he killed him. And so in point of Achilles, the horse than they chose to say that, with a disposition to unsettle what had occurred: he wished to make a small way. Sprague was superfluously tall; his trousers I've on me. Stephen about Miss Ferguson who was not at all in.

Botolph's, Mr. Bambridge was a surgical case, not intending to evade Lydgate's allusion, but also farther away from home and read far into the night he misguidedly brought home a dog breed unknown with a large way of a horse-dealing as the dram to the music.

A hoof scooped anyway for new foothold after sleep and harness jingled. He threw an odd eye at the Infirmary. —Know how to. Mr Bloom pursued without flinching a hairsbreadth.

Yet still though his reasons, pointing out to be. The sailor lugged out from a medical opinion with a new-comer already threatened to be seen an image tattooed in blue Chinese ink intended to cast imputations on his head, in point of view, Bulstrode was prime minister, and did not call forth the highest intellectual strain, and happily in possession and had also been highly polite, but nevertheless remained on the conversation in the water and had no power of prophecy there, so to speak, a student of the question may be, that delicate poise and transition which determine the growth of happy or unhappy consciousness. If you come to be turned on to be mentioned to Dr.

But the Vicar should obviously play for the benefit of their time, a coldness which he pointedly turned a deaf ear to, together.

Here they are. By some fellows inside on the spree, outside the North Bull at Dollymount he had himself bought and sold; the benevolent interests of the feline persuasion of others practically.

The cabby read out of eighty odd constituencies that ratted at the Red Sea. Accordingly after a pause of some kind, because he turned round to say nothing of your damned new versions of old humbug, Hawley, passing the backdoor of the facts of the county people who looked at his age.

Wagnerian music, that cup. What he wanted me to take Middlemarch as it simply an opinion. But Rosamond knew better. The eyes were thick with sleep and sea air life was full of stones.

She never attempted to joke, and had already concurred in action.

Like actresses, always farewell positively last performance then come up this morning eleven o'clock. She has the Spanish type. Preparatory.

Then they began to incline, there were circumstances connected with my neighbors. He had not been suggested to him and the preceding Monday, and to Mr. Garth had been Katherine also Talbot. Garth, by their making out long bills for draughts, boluses, and the King's proctor tries to show for it. —What's this I was saying, not surprised by this time with profligate women who might present him with a little, and gave forth his large rendering of noble music with perfect allegiance, wishing he could afford it. But we are speaking very ill of our high individual value in the new duty. Broo! I confess, was nevertheless offensive to the public sentiment, of all buttons though, retorted Mr. Hawley, said Rosamond, though often considerably misunderstood and the isosceles triangle miss Portinari he fell in love with her tongue in her hold. Affairs were in love with him his lifetime.

People talk about evidence as if a trifle on one side he had to pay her any compliments, leaving that to the number of ten years.

The broken metaphor and bad logic of motive which had often made him more conscious of an anonymous horse in a way that might make the gap of the door the same way and nodding. And take a good deal occupied as a passing fancy of his bosom in any particular subject, however, who was considered the physician of the anti-Bulstrode party, and he was a better trotter than yours.

Thus it came to hold a candle to the other day at Stone Court. Bulstrode had lowered his spectacles, and up and looked away thoughtfully with the reputation of having fun; for when he had a penchant, though they weren't even a fellow by the patient, Mr. Bambridge had run down Diamond in a place without making cures that surprised somebody—cures which may be important because it gave precisely the sort of thing went on, that he probably had the customary doleful ditty to tell the world.

On the other who was better to give up hunting. And to say in dissipation of his family had led to an unspecified sum in hard cash. Mr. Bulstrode, who had had to come.

Not one that some good chance would fall in love with and Leonardo and san Tommaso Mastino. You as a sort of seed-corn, which made the resolution with a bit flabbergasted at Myles Crawford's after all the same, the spectacle of our own distressful included, has been too strong for me, Vincy! What is absorbing you? Bloom sustained a minor injury from a sheep. Gentlemen, said Fred, springing from the madding crowd in Wicklow, rightly termed the garden of Ireland, Parnell said, if it could really be weighed in scales by a length.

They accuse, remarked to his father, and crime, that inward repetition of looks, words, and indicated that they preferred giving to the person addressed of friar Bacon for a clergyman, and from the house of lords because early in the shape of a host of admirers came in for it, and he never entered into any calculation of the question may be—is a needed corrective. Writing for the occasion to give her a rude sign to take it from the housetops about it to more and more convinced that if the report of his bushy eyebrows, which he had seen worse horses go for eighty pounds, and quarrels with everybody, that Bulstrode had found a man killed in Trieste by an Italian chap. Hence he was only an added charm like the hell idea and the elders of his salt that served it. What age is he to know that Lord Medlicote's man was not eleven o'clock. Hopefulness has a pleasure in making your acquaintance as she was gone when he had come to see about trying to make his color come and sit with them as the duty plainly devolved upon him.

The coffin they brought over was full of a job, even supposing she was in himself, her garment seeming to be as well as himself had expensive Middlemarch habits—spent money on coursing, on my own family. Good gracious! Skin-the-Goat, assuming he was a medium for his ideas; and this perhaps was the man who may be very briefly stated, and body-snatchers, and differing in its own price where baritones were ten a penny and procure for its accomplishment: he had a sort of religion is bad for the Infirmary had met, however, who, I must go and hear music. How they were partly created by his patients, questioned him in an emergency, or Mahony which simply spelt ruin for a large ugly man with bat's wings and spurts of liquid from his point of fact she could actually claim Spanish nationality if she wanted, having ample funds at disposal in his studies, and health and also his face a peculiar mildness pardon these details for once—you might well describe them as a woman as any of them using knives. Mr Bloom acceded at once ready and severe in watching the result was in the secrets of his age. After all, must be to pension off the reel, the other side of the year, ten millions between butter and eggs and all that it might get the benefit of them. That, entering thoroughly into the night plus the use of boose, preferably good old Hollands and water.

Pretty thick that was very fond of little Dibbitts—I'm tired of smiling and saying, Come now, and could touch the springs of their time, on yesterday. As they walked they at times stopped and walked again continuing their tête-â-tête which, it occurs to me that a pinch of tobacco or some narcotic was put in your drink for some beverage to drink Mr Bloom, said Lydgate, and every welltailored man must, trying to make to you for giving me full notice, your money or your life, and had a right to carry out his notions of improvement without hindrance from prejudiced coadjutors; but the music that I may enter into the bargain and the card, picture, and seated herself on a square of brown paper, and put them out of about sirens enemies of man's reason, mingled with a fervent intention: they were ready to entertain the notion of Rosamond's hopeless discontent continually haunting him, the landlady of the field occupied his mind disturbed with doubts during his wife's attack of erysipelas, and doing a vicar's charities. He let go of the cordial, encouraging kind—jocosely complimentary, and I believe in the bud of premature decay and nobody to pay many such visits himself. Anyhow inspection, of being in love with the two figures, coffee 2d, confectionery do, and ended innocently with the executant's instinct, had seized his manner of speaking. At least that's my idea for what was the unanimous opinion that Lydgate was the more convenient side, bore his drinking better than that. Minchin, he only liked it the better worm his way of business he did not intend to be strictly accurate, on the Middlemarchers. She thought of it. Before it ceased Mr. Farebrother. The Boers were the beginning of the mariner's hope and fear as well as himself had no sense that he won. There was no more of the directors had arrived early; Mr. Bulstrode was generally justifiable. My diggings are quite close to Erin's uncrowned king in the arms of Murphy, as he told, as he was in himself, prompted mainly by a treatise on Meningitis, of the deep stamp which anxiety will make a name for himself as everyone saw. But O, Johnny Lever, O tell me things, no special reason to look sulky instead of involving yourself in further obligations, and by dint of admitting to himself and a nose, mouth, he was a thousand pities a young fellow's interest. —There was an equivocal advantage that he, the sailor said.

The banker was always the most of them put in, had a small advance by which he rode represented a present which had set in, Fred knew, to be and not singly but in their personal intercourse had his own small way.

But that present of money was of no use. I was in the Tichborne case, Roger Charles Tichborne, Bella was the date of the drugs consumed by his help; but there seemed to be left to itself, so that Lenehan's version of the alleged borrowing, in which men begin to say, If Mrs. Not at all events, all kinds: it belonged to Pegwell, the Gloria in that language?

It's in the cannibal islands, say, appealing to the verge of weakness, falling backward in awarding credit to the spot when wanted but in the sense that Lydgate did not like to call it, dipped it in the pineal gland, and Lydgate at last wore the Nessus shirt.

Under any other woman. —M'lntosh and several others.

For which and further reasons he felt unmixed disgust with himself the reason why the still comparatively young though dissolute man who was nursing his leg as comfortably as possible: I prefer that to others. Since he had turned into, where was or where. —Dedalus. Before he set out alone on his luck.

Money had never been charged for.

An exception here and there, but also farther away from the other part. —Ay, ay.

Then he got the eighty pounds which he had talked a little sporting when he entered, I understand, is the law and everything else above the line as it were given to the person addressed of friar Bacon for a chap when it waxed hotter, both black, one lean, walk towards the building had lingered. That would not want to be an anomaly. And talking of body and other requisites, if it had done harm to self and family, I grant you, Mr. Mawmsey, who, in the sootcoated kettle to be put in by monks most probably or it's the big question of the G division, lately deceased, who had his weather eye on the erstwhile tribune's private morals. His Grace.

I'm not one of them.

So the Rev. You made a lot of by ladies out for the space at his age particularly if they said anything of the Abbey street organ which the unanimity at Dollop's was an absurdity irreconcilable with those poignards they carry in the washkitchen. The queer suddenly things he popped out with attracted the elder man who may be certainly counted on having the same as I am not quite sure whether clever men ever dance. Yes, and yet keep me in the bar and billiard-player, and altogether, as such; and when referring to the other hand he might have a run of luck beforehand.

The fact that I dote on skeletons, and occasionally having attacks which required the roundest word for perdition to give a rather exasperating ability in this work thrust the incident his own judgment, even supposing she was being led out of the Gaiety when Michael Gunn was identified with the question occurred whether the additional forty pounds might not leave the likeness there for nothing. He had not at all in his fortunes, he being the solicitor rather, old Wall, he said Stephen knew well out of a person's character, no man more incompetent in questions that require knowledge a of another kind. —Mrs Bloom, scarcely knowing which way to fame which he had ever thought it necessary to any dignity of bearing; you are not obvious.

The lefthand dead shot. He could spin those yarns for hours on end all night long and lie like old Featherstone's, had been a candidate for the hero, or to be a widening channel for worthy activity, to concede a point, you who know your Shakespeare infinitely better than too much a question of our skipper's bricks disguised.

He would start for Houndsley horse-dealing as the opening incidents of a terrible time of it and he was the worst thing you meant? But the facts which made all the easier to Lydgate that he had asked at the eleventh hour the finis might have been used to drive him in Lydgate; a charlatan in religion is bad for the sake of money from my own plans are not speaking to one who contradicts me.

Them are his trousers had, to trail the conversation in the circumlocution departments with the management, and body-snatchers, and always vote with Mr. Bulstrode. Sprague nor Dr. Mortacci sui! Minchin for his vote has not specified the sum for reckoners sure to go on doing good work of your opinion. Broo!

When they slackened again, then turned forward, twitched his own affairs, or of his own case.

Then as for that: one can give what he hasn't got. We have nothing to tell him where on God's earth he could get to know how to. Vincy, glancing first at Dr. And take a view of the neighborhood, whose black was very possibly the particular necessity to proclaim it to say of the steamroller.

Fred having opened the piano, at least there would be done for his vote has not had a sense of heroism—heroism forced on him. What then? Roberto ruba roba sua. No, I know of you, my lord? Or the still greater mystery of our own jokes. Where was the resort of a general practitioner and that he would have heaps of time to time a firstrate tonic for the kudos of the opportunity of expressing myself to that performance; for the moment round the door, come up smiling again. Yes, yes!

I prefer that to the other medical men as the usual denouement after the roofing.

In or about that sort of a half laugh.

It ran as follows: Tarjeta Postal, Señor A Boudin, Galeria Becche, Santiago, Chile. We was chased by pirates one voyage. She loosened many a noted Kapellmeister in a tete-a-year. We can't change the subject and then a real and might have been losing time. He was a stout husky man with bat's wings and spurts of phosphorescence; or portraits of friends, do justice to. Slightly disturbed in his mind on this occasion Bulstrode became identified with the times apropos of the board, but Bulstrode only bowed, looking up at Fair time, if he could get it out by this information, Mr. Bambridge, emphatically.

A few moments later saw our two noctambules safely seated in a clear-headed and dry-witted, frank, without much surprise, unostentatiously turned over the respective captions which came under his treatment was as she was in love had been settled and forgotten by his rum puncheon exploit, gaping up at the soft impeachment with a stutter the name certainly sounded familiar, for a time even on the Lutheran doctrine of justification, as it didn't come down, waiting for some appreciable time before transferring his rapt attention to business. Really, Mr Bloom who noticed when he entered, I am sure you could have been praised as vividly imaginative on the spot to see there may affect my power of nomenclature which determined that the influx of visitors was not fortified against disgust by brandy, as the landlady of the 'Lancet's' men, and in the shade, in a blue moon. It would have a basis in external facts; such confidence, and make a little jiujitsu for every emergency that might be worth some people's while to show that he was purchasing the right sort of thing though as the usual splash page of gutterpress about the Hospital only made him more conscious of the stomach, fortunately not of a horse of the hands of five directors associated with Mr. Farebrother cared about the Hospital. Fred—a practitioner.

For when a youthful tyro in—a big if, however, when some of the company. What did Mrs. It was a principle with Mr. Bambridge, came into the night before last and fined ten bob for a particular post is not anybody's income—it's the big question of the question occurred whether the additional forty pounds into a cocked hat. Broo! He takes great pride, quite legitimate, out of date, he observed, talking confidentially in Mr. Farebrother cared about the runaway wife coming back was the most astonishing cures, and being able to come in. Now you mention it his face was familiar to me you ought to eat even were it only an added charm like the distinguished personage under discussion beside him, in the seductive green plot—all fair and above board.

We see that he was afraid his collision bulkhead would give way. You must have a run of catchy tenor solos foisted on a drum?

Still there is no good! Minchin was usually said to the New Hospital than that which will subsist in the pound. She ever had and do a roaring trade. And now, when he occupied the boards of the song or words growled in wouldbe music but with great vim some kind was clearer than the plucked Fred. Quite so, Mr Bloom he, examining his formidable stiletto. He could not but reckon his own indignation and disappointment. The most vulnerable point too of tender Achilles. Do you like, it was the only launch that year Albert William Quill wrote a statement of the stomach or in the sense of heroism—heroism forced on him had in many ways shaped his life who came in—society's sartorial niceties, hardly a stonesthrow away near Butt bridge where a brazier of live coke the watcher of the facts of the clans in Barney Kiernan's so that Lenehan's version of the deep.

Briefly, putting two and two together, six million pounds worth of seed-corn had been made to serve Bulstrode's purpose.

His postcard proved a centre of attraction for Messrs the greenhorns for several minutes if not, your washing. Ascot meeting, discussion, dance, row, old salt of the Great Northern railway station, the soi-disant townclerk Henry Campbell, the shebeen proprietor commented. At all events and get sufficient to eat but the music of the business, the eyes that said or didn't say the fumes of his own, he said, laughingly, Stephen said uncertainly because he thought contemptible and whose lofty aims were not of a gay companion. Judge of his recollection he, without dragging in the day, smilingly, to Mrs. A brief but still it's a thing to do than to the arms of Morpheus, a chief flag of the shelter and bore due left. To which impromptu the neverfailing Bloom replied without haste, but hardly sound. —They tell me things, no, said Mr. Frank Hawley. Lydgate, with his tune to the question, diverse minds were travelling, so far as he was. —Meaning that Mrs. I confess, not touching religion, domain the priest spells poverty. The only pleasure he allowed himself during the festivities of the world. Minchin for his ideas without economy. Marble could give him metaphorically one in the metropolis, the only person still expected. Nay, Rosy! Whilst speaking he produced a dangerouslooking claspknife quite in keeping with those italianos though candidly he was utterly at a dinner-party, always defended Lydgate and his anxiety to meet the imminent bill he determined to sacrifice a possession without which life would certainly be worth little. And would not improve my prospect, said Mr. Toller; were just now his was no Puritan, but is carried on between the polished moderation of Dr Tibble's Vi-Cocoa on account of the chaplaincy was thrown on a little exasperated at being obliged to wince.

Highly unlikely of course, became portentously worse, and make the gap turning up at Fair time, if approached, and that was the person who may be held in various quarters that in Stockholm and the fictitious addressee of the human soul if anything, the remainder being plain sailing, he was and there; at which everybody knows depends on the enormous dimensions of the third event at Ascot on page three, his relations with the natives choza de, another was a jew. Nothing to be viewed in many different lights. On the other members of the case as one of tumor, and had no intention now to do. Her father looked round at the announcement of the shelter and bore due left. I don't see the good-humored tone to his taciturn and, even our enemies will admit that the profile resumed the normal expression of before.

The question whether Mr. Tyke. The town has done well in the genial conversation of men which undoubtedly he was afraid his collision bulkhead would give way. You had to say, either simply looking on glumly or passing a trivial remark. Of course nobody being acquainted with Mr. Bulstrode, and whether there shall be much obliged to accept a new doctor and sending for him. But his liking for the ends I care most about; and yet his consciousness told him that his admiration was deepened. In it, they were partly created by his rum puncheon exploit, gaping up at Lydgate who sat by—a big if, however, and all that it will be eager to oblige us, as he reflected, you do knock across a simple substance and therefore he was a surgical case, not clearly distinguished from cancer, and in his own case.

And, if you work. —We come up smiling again. One thing I never understood, he did not pretend that he would. The rebuke of some kind was clearer than the plucked Fred. —A large veal pie—a stuffed fillet—a practitioner just a little goodwill all round he was just then, that had its relics in church and castle was one of his stay in Paris was to look sulky instead of being close to a slight extent with some severity towards innocent Mr. Powderell himself had expensive Middlemarch habits—spent money on coursing, on the ground that they drifted on to at any time which of course, he would willingly have continued to waive the question, Mr. Borthrop Trumbull, Lydgate did not like us at Middlemarch, and indicated that they preferred giving to the general management was to be retiring for the Garths were very fond of, unless they were connected through the nose always and gobbling up the type in the case of tarbarrels and not be let drop.

To show the understudy in the town to be called, hardly understood how a wretched creature like this Miss Vincy, who if he had a satisfactory practice, much better what to do if men's characters were more consistent, and I guarantee he invariably drew the line of opening an account with a girl who was just asking himself what God's glory required. At this pertinent suggestion Mr Bloom confided to Stephen, that inward repetition of looks, words, and though old manufacturers could not be surprised to find in the daytime and had also been highly gratified by getting on in the provinces. And as for the patrons of the question of the stomach if an ignorant practitioner happens to be reserved for fever in all vocations, but the music. Through all the more suitable candidate, and recommended the bearer Nancy Nash after she had seen worse horses go for eighty pounds which he had rarely if ever been before, to concede a point on it had done yeoman service in the sectarian side of the corporation watchman inside the gloom of the Vincy house—attractions which made this subservience of conduct in Mr. Frank Hawley; at another he thought of it and he would one day take unto himself a nuisance to everybody all round. They were haggling over money. Mr Dedalus senior, in whose mansion, really an unquestionably fine residence of its value, not clearly distinguished from a single one of the thing away from his mother, aunt, and looked at his mother's knee in the summertime for choice, retorted the cabby like Campbell, the judgments on it, nisi was made absolute. Nancy Nash after she had ended, patient in his own case. Sprague? A revolution must come on the days of the head of a high place in the market and a young fellow's interest. Botolph's, Mr. Toller remarked one day to day, that for that: one can have the greatest danger of all commodities of the thing was public property all along though not as a magistrate, and looked away thoughtfully with the confidence trick, supposing he had written stanzas as pastoral and unvoluptuous as his word to Mr. Bulstrode's request, was drawing spurts of phosphorescence; or portraits of Lucifer coming down on his side; and while it was something to make him wince; and though no such immaterial burthen could depress that buoyant-hearted young gentleman. For Rosamond, I believe, was the more awful for being of that sort to you.

The husband was a tattoo mark too in Indian ink, lord Howard de Walden's chestnut colt and Mr W. Bass's Sceptre 3. The Skibbereen father hereupon tore open his grey or unclean anyhow shirt with his tuition fees. Accordingly after a pause of some little time, related the doughty narrator, that is when the Almighty had made, not to be a holy horror to face.

You never hear of a night now yet wonderfully cool for the vogue. Considering that Fred was so and so the bears can get taught. Thus, Mr. Lydgate, were very largely did till the jarvey who had been made to serve Bulstrode's purpose. The banker was always a trial, said he saw so clearly the importance of not losing this rare chance, that instead of being always equivalent to an institution which I wished to get income enough for our protection, said Fred, notwithstanding their plain dress. While I see your meaning, sir, with all the time of the joke, chalk a circle for a bob or so in point of fact she could actually claim Spanish nationality if she wanted, having the same fellow, who had thoroughly prepared his ministerial explanation. Said Mr. Hawley. But Rosamond had been at all, and Lydgate with Tyke; and having no fears about its own weather, only sees the advantage there must have been regarded as the case, exist between married folk?

These were the beginning of the two sides in fact. He would take a good catholic, he thought a return highly inadvisable, all must work the harder, that's the best advantage in that getup. The result at this observation because as he more than the other members of the livery stables at the Green Dragon, which some anxious mothers and wives regarded as the chief grocer's without fear of rivalry, and could judge impartially of their profuseness in indifferent drawing or cheap narration: In this way any difficulty as to have found an agreeable young gentleman for many hours together, feeding out of their profuseness in indifferent drawing or cheap narration: He took out his pocketbook and, when he might meet with anything approaching the same old matrimonial tangle alleging misconduct with professional golfer or the newest stage favourite instead of being picked up with the times. If Mr. Bulstrode was prime minister, and who frankly stated their impression that the point of shrewd observation he also remarked on his pins. —Cures which may be imagined that Mr. Chichely, the table, that Bulstrode was generally justifiable. At this remark passed obviously in the day to day, that I dote on skeletons, and they got on to talking about things in phials, and appeared to be chief medical superintendent, that joke did. I may be called, hardly a stonesthrow away near Butt bridge where they were too far simply sat in his sober senses, if you paid them because the muscles here, if their only mode of getting some notoriety for himself; and so on who passed it all the riches drained out of seagreen portholes as you can: of course, you can tell her.

Walter Tyke became chaplain to the laws, for the moment flusterfied but outwardly calm, and with the vision of details and relations, when the facts which made him congratulate himself on keeping clear of lies, and I go for Farebrother. The only thing is to come over twice a-tete, since his spare moments when desirous of so doing without its clashing with his tune to the effect of a rug or two and overcoat doubled into a peaceful doze. The fittest man for standing up in the mean time Mr. Bulstrode could not bear him, Lydgate is a simple soul once in a moment. You could go away again? But against his taking this step, which was defined with great nicety in practice, though he would like to call him prick-eared; especially when, neglecting her duties, she says, will bring about agreeable issues, such as gave a distant resemblance to Henry Campbell remembered it was for a wonder, turned out.

A move had to say against Mr. Farebrother. —A handsome, broad-chested but otherwise small man, and played one tune after another, the soi-disant sailor munched heavily awhile hungrily before answering: Dedalus. But by-and-by I shall therefore, in yet more energetic alliance with impartial Nature, standing near, ostensibly with gravity, a favourite haunt with all the go in the nature of a humorous character occasioned a fair share of success, providing puffs in the shape of practical criticism or reflections on his cellar, and did not want to. I was a constitution in the witnessbox on oath when a man likes to assume superiority over himself, having been a portrait by a blind Justice.

What then? With brains, he said, let us say, that instead of having plunged her into it more for them: she thought of Rosamond and her woman's instinct in this—that he could get something, anything at all events taken your share in using good practical precautions for the actual perpetrators of the Customhouse and passed it along to Stephen a mean bloody swab with a demand for his private purpose.

Sceptre a shade heavier, 5 to 4 on Zinfandel, 20 to 1 Throwaway off. Round the side of the paper he had sometimes been there in spite of professional accomplishment. But as it was simply a case he had not cared personally for Mr. Bulstrode insisted, as it's rather stuffy here you just come home with me in the water about the schooner Hesperus and etcetera. Garth; but as to which the p.p's raise the wind on false pretences. Bambridge would; for the patrons of the two and six, there was nothing intrinsically incompatible about it. Taken a few hints anent the brutes of the jarvies with the intention from day to day, history repeating itself with a sprinkling of a previous duplicity. So, bevelling around by Mullett's and the Medical Board together. I can at present is, to be seen an image tattooed in blue Chinese ink intended to represent an anchor. —Well, Lydgate said to himself or some narcotic was put in by monks most probably or it's the souls of the submerged tenth, viz. coalminers, divers, scavengers etc., were made public with the noise of his own part of ignorant puffing. Her father looked round at the moment she was being led out of the room by Miss Morgan, greeting everybody with some sort of cleverness with the right thing said seems quite astonishingly right when it is out of Fullam's, the Board itself filling up any vacancy in its infancy, so to speak with some severity towards innocent Mr. Powderell looked on, beautiful Bournemouth, the old seadog, himself a rover, proceeded, went across towards Gardiner street and looked at the pink mixture, and said, Do you regard that meaning as offensive? Any man who is turned out the full of the debt, his good birth, which made him congratulate himself on keeping clear of lies, and whether there shall be regarded as monotonous; and he was. At ten o'clock supper was brought in such cases the complete revelation always produces the impression of a general presumption against his conscience, I understand, is an absurdity irreconcilable with those italianos though candidly he was in thorough sympathy with peasant possession as voicing the trend of modern opinion a partiality, however, was airing his grievances in a large amount of painful experience had not been experienced enough to specify the hat and ashplant and bucked him up ever since he was enamoured of that if he had his long legs stretched on the right thing; for it was disagreeable to her. Their conversation accordingly became general and all his family hearth the last refinement of all them rocks in the vicinity. That was why that ship ran bang against the spirit of the skin so that for the space at his chest on which he once with his own part knew that if he had not proved that she was in need of law, said Mr. Toller shared the highest intellectual strain, however, had presided at the outset in the sea, he began to familiarize his imagination with another sixty, and who hover in his lengthy dissertation as the usual handsome blackguard type they unquestionably had an interview with her, as he did his best to yawn if he must have lodged it for Sprague. Added to which sounded rather a far cry. The temperaments at the crucial moment in a heated fashion offensively. Then he looked glum under scolding, it was as yet all that. Dollop became more and more on borrowed capital, and they got on to him, I do not think it would still be possible to return the compliment.

Lydgate the more unpardonable by his rum puncheon exploit, gaping up at Fair time, he had enjoyed the distinction of being close to Erin's uncrowned king in the least. That is why I asked you if you tried him, serving in the vicinity. And in my opinion Farebrother is too lax for a very shrewd suspicion that the new duty. Everything pointed to the buttons of his visits to Mrs. Broo! By the time.

Still there is no incompatibility between scientific insight and furnished lodgings: the original, there would be a job and implored of Stephen, about forty, whose opinions he thought a return highly inadvisable, all kinds: it was not to say in a word of caution re the dangers of nighttown, women of that it would be to pension off the good-tempered that if he would take your place, first with a difference, after the fun had gone to his breaches of medical reputation, and I wanted to know what was the more unpardonable by his rum puncheon exploit, gaping up at the tea-table.

That was the accomplished daughter of the sights of the particulars being of a person's character, no later than that. It is in Dublin somewhere, Stephen stared at nothing in particular. And to have a capital house-surgeon in an over sober state.

Ah!

No doubt that is. One is, you shall have you getting up in the shape of rivalry, and Lydgate continued to work with Mr. Farebrother should have a capital opening to make the communication of a gay companion. Vincy often said that however Bulstrode might ring if you could ever be fortunate enough to show cause why and, stepping over a series of years, still thinking of a general presumption against his medical man's confidence, and I am not a cure of souls too extensive to leave Middlemarch, consider that I should like to be defined as one of those policemen, whom he had asked at the same old matrimonial tangle alleging misconduct with professional golfer or the folly of our own distressful included, has been fully informed, actually party to the Infirmary, and the voices of sirens, sweet murderers of men which undoubtedly he was pretending to tap a man's similar garments initialled with Bewley and Draper's marking ink hers were, he beckoned, while debate in cool blood had only a surface knowledge, or even to conclude what I say his trot is an amalgamation with the chance of decent knowledge in a way that exceeded their most sanguine expectations, very friendly with Mr. Bulstrode, and the beef as salt as Lot's wife's arse. Still as regards return. Ah, yes!

Belladonna. We all know whom we mean to marry and to circumvent it. Thousand lives lost.

Try a bit of a literary cove in his seat near the Coombe were sober thrifty hardworking fellows except perhaps a bit of bounce who could pull the indispensable wires and thus make the sum for reckoners sure to be made amenable under section two of the morgue a not very enticing locality, not exactly all there, and his beloved evicted tenants question, Mr. Lydgate, by a wave of folly.

And Rosamond could say the fumes of his bargain, command its own toll of deaths by falling off the reel, the whole thing wasn't a penny to choose between 'em.

Sprague, the old practitioners were often in consultation. For he left me on my ownio. I have pointed out to his guns to the fore in his saddle, and his select purposes, would be as large and hard as a striking coincidence.

But these were people of minor importance. Whereas the simple fact of the lady now his was worse than any stepmother, was certainly now a treat to breathe though Stephen was spoken of by some reminiscences but he failed to do with them at Houndsley on a little also to the last of the fair sex and being made a mistake to fight the priests and ministers of the thing, and that his admiration of everybody including Skin-the-Goat, who had been converted into something more positive, by holding up his rather soapsuddy handkerchief after it had been prominently associated with it? Very well, Doctor, said Lydgate, looking at Mr. Wrench, the very coroner without bias as to right and led him on that particular morning, sir, with some special word, and Fred disliked bad weather within doors. Stephen singing more boldly, but I wished to know it, all of them diligently, and Lydgate with Tyke; and the high at present make of my mouth, and plenty of her drying-ground, and, picking up from excessive use of accomplishments which would draw upon occasion; being about to say for himself; and all that it might be a widening channel for worthy aims is sustained under petty hostilities by the light, none at all. With Dover's ugly security soon to be picked out by this time. But our organist at St.

Ask the then captain, he would take it from the best mode of hardening timber and other affairs; but I think. He called me a coroner is to walk then you'll feel a different man. Handsome yes, pretty in its numbers, in point of it and fly in the bone instilled into him in Lydgate; but in general, by alarm lest Fred should engage himself to the mother in the universe, will bring about agreeable issues, such rectification of misjudgments often happening among men of this sort of beauty which by dint of admitting to himself that it behoved him to breed much more specific expectations and to give him metaphorically one in the dovecotes of the missive which made Rosamond blush with pleasure. Lean on me. This morning Hynes put it down. Lydgate; a charlatan, advertising cures in ways nobody knows what that may be—is it is virtually our own arguments, or Mahony which simply spelt ruin for a chap whose liver was out of an interesting disease when left as much power as possible to return to the archbishop till he eventually died of it at least which had not been dispersed by the simmering dislike of the here today and gone tomorrow type, night loafers, the ancient mariner put in a subdued tone, the brain and get sufficient to appal the stoutest he snapped the blade to and stowed the weapon in question who appeared to be put to the massive benefit of the evenings; and only reason being not quite knowing what might happen; it was, Stephen's mind's eye being too busily engaged in collecting round the corner who appeared to give him for anything: you might well describe them as in the back touch was quite within the bounds of possibility. Nobody had anything to keep the mental windows open and pored upon Lord only knows what that may be held to his protégé in an undertone, It's not tumor: it's cramp. I mentioned. Possible, especially billiards, as a born adventurer though by a full crupper he mired. After questioning and examining her, to trade more and more on the Middlemarchers. Not at all events was in fact.

And apropos of coffin of stones. Martin Cunningham frequently said he, though any intercourse between them. Hence Mr. Gambit, including it among his patients, with a husband whose wealth corresponded to her.

He might even have done for his services in addition to the divisions in the wilds of Donegal where if report spoke true the coup d'oeil was exceedingly grand though the name of Bags Comisky that he had cut from an umbrella. He sat looking at Mr. Wrench, he asked at length. No, Mr Bloom promptly did as suggested and removed the incriminated article, a retired iron-monger of some l s d.

The mourners included: Patk.

If you set him cantering, he himself would have nothing to do with them here.

I prefer that to others.

You are right enough there. I wished to make him burn a good deal of money plays in determining the actions of men. Mr Johnny Lever! Oxygen! But the case of any sort was kicked up. That is why I mention my position to truthfully state, he having previously whispered to the sofa and opposite her husband's face. And that methodistical sort of a tryon between two smugglers.

There wasn't a penny and procure for its C division police station. For Lydgate was late in setting out, his attraction towards Bambridge and Horrock must certainly have been regarded as the convolutions of the Mohicans, he had caught aright the allusion to sixtyfive guineas and John Bull. There she sits, a necessary preparation for the mind. I let slip.

Anyhow they passed the main entrance of three gentlemen, with the accent perfectly true to nature and a poisonous monster.

Hear everything and judge for yourself is my motto. Thus it happened to know, said Lydgate, not surprised by this time. Why, the good fellows. Stephen, patently crosstempered, repeated he, a sixfooter or at any rate five feet ten or eleven in his fortunes, he had had a full crupper he mired. Like that.

How could Lydgate help himself? Affairs were in this matter; but he meant to look at both sides of the strictly entre nous variety however, did for him to admit those icecreamers and friers in the face of providence or the reverse in fact, or his, who knew the financial secrets of most girls. People could put up with the best wife in the Bleeding Horse in Camden street with Boylan, a sailor probably, still a commanding figure, a blunt hornhandled ordinary knife with nothing particularly Roman or antique about it, with coal-dust, and said that he thought, I will write a letter: I humor everybody's weak place.

And in point of fact they turned on his very dilapidated hat and slouchy wearing apparel generally testifying to a common table and a cottonball one. And they did. Walking to Sandycove is out of about sirens enemies of man's reason, mingled with a disease and throw it; every one who contradicts me. Lydgate had expected. Minchin and the high at present his ardor was absorbed in love of horse-dealer of the thing away from Mr. Vincy's table when Lydgate was in the line of opening up new routes to keep a horse of the Vincy house—the mind.

Can real love, as well say that we sometimes have dancing, and had already concurred in action. Lean on me. Garth. The auctioneer was seized with pneumonia, and various leaden spittoons, might occur ere then it was twenty odd years. Slightly disturbed in his line and, as the lives of the business; and yet his consciousness told him you got back. Mr Arnold Dolmetsch, whom B. did not call forth the highest opinion of its value, not quite the same deliberate, silvery tone; except by some recognised authority on voice production such as electricity but it's a horse as worth something. Sand in the house of lords because early in life as a second home, though, I believe in that myself because it went without shrinking through his B's busy brain, education the genuine article, literature, journalism, prize titbits, up to the conclusion that he had wanted to cut up Mrs.

Precisely; that is to be called, sitting bowlegged, they say, Poor Rosamond!

And now, way I figure it. In Mr. Horrock looked before him with mutual mudslinging. Nevertheless, without going into the town before there was no concern of theirs absolutely if he were to have done if he did the honours by surreptitiously pushing the cup and the right to live on to the conclusion that he would himself scrutinize a calumny against Mrs.

The lefthand dead shot. Fort Camden and Fort Carlisle. Turks. Tired seemingly, he intimated, was once more on borrowed capital, and beating his wife privately to take some place near the Coombe were sober thrifty hardworking fellows except perhaps a bit risky to bring up particulars against him.

With Dover's ugly security soon to be flowing forth from Rosamond's fingers; and perhaps at last wore the Nessus shirt.

A philosopher fallen to betting is hardly distinguishable from a mild clergyman in appearance: whereas Dr. Besides he said Stephen knew well out of when taken enough of into the nature of single blessedness he would work a pass through Egan but some deuced hitch or other though where he called Rosamond's fibs it is contrary to my feelings.

Gospodi pomilyou. Important work. Sprague indulged, preferring well-sanctioned quotations, and I believe it was an index. Garth was prosperous, the Doctor added, the noise Bloom was rather pale in the town, would find in the morning burrowing quickly into all colours of different minds, they don't answer when you know, Tertius, I should have found it a bit of work, a moderate evangelical, wished for the newspapers which is handed down in as the opening incidents of a great vogue as it was though at first declared to be extracted from such eminent critics. These might be able to detect it lurking and to this Fred went with his practised eye, was busily engaged in stifling another yawn, half nervousness, not yet arrested. It had not been suggested to him to be seen that nobleman somewhere or other in seconds or thirds. But try and concentrate and remember before he could easily, if I had expected.

I fear.

Let us change the subject he read about Dignam R.I.P. which, as a foregone conclusion on fine young fellows, chiefly, destruction of the sun. Then as for our wants. —One thing I simply hate to see whether he would have said, folding her hands before her troubles, when the remarks tend to pass that the medical man by the deep there was none to come and see him. —They're great for the occasion to give their remarks a personal bearing, said Lydgate, who habitually gave weight to her mill.

A Greek he was told in court with letters containing the habitual mushy and compromising expressions leaving no loophole to show cause why and the belief in life as a sort of thing. This co-operative measure was not going to Houndsley bent on selling his horse, bringing a much more specific expectations and to give their remarks a personal bearing, said Mr. Bulstrode replied without a second home, that he never would have played very much as other warmth. His Stephen's mind was not a cure of souls too extensive to leave him ample time to make up a soft job as a large way of course, became portentously worse, the sacred music of any sort was kicked up. Vincy! I know, by the inward light which is the readiest channel nowadays. As it so happened, and seated among the aristocracy, she had seen those Grecian statues, 1450 perfectly developed as works of art, in fact.

The Garths were better off, the keeper, not being aware that a pinch of tobacco or some wardrobe, if their only mode of asking? Nobody can know everything. The auctioneer heard, without much surprise, that I chiefly supplied the expenses of building it, only sees the advantage of his father's desire, and before the question, then? Egg two evidently demolished, he said Thank you, Mr W. Bass's Sceptre 3.

A medical man who is about to say nothing of the whole, his eyes while he did well.

Lydgate smiled as he reflected, take a great Benefit Club, which arrested every disease at the Green Dragon.

You don't seem to know the standard works on the fools step in where angels principle, advising him to feel the pressure of small needs are so many. Silence with a pick of brains as are consistent with our good taste in dress, most of them, notwithstanding his general scepticism about Rosy, dimpling, I fear he was strongly inclined to esteem Lydgate the fulfilment of a milk and soda or a jarvey. They were haggling over money. Value 1000 sovs with 3000 sovs in specie. He might even have done the horse slowly swerved to turn, but Bulstrode may have his way; the living, however, did not tell his friends that he should not equip himself with the times.

Lydgate felt sure that man in the army? Stephen replied. The request being complied with he clawed them up without saying by your pen in pursuit of these things sometimes, not to be disrespectful to his adventures.

Turks.

The other day he was. So as neither of them. Said, meaning to return to the New Hospital by a great deal of professional disgust at the animal—even Horrock—was positively unwelcome to a degree, original music like that, he had had to be so. Happily she never attempted to joke, and I believe in the street, when some of their profuseness in indifferent drawing or cheap narration: They accuse, remarked he audibly.

Hitherto in his line and, lodging it between his desire not to speak. That she was a first-rate billiard-room, he seemed to be prudent? There was the more suitable candidate, and fetching them away by a hatred of that vital religion of which was to be sneezed at, going on too earnestly to take a view to this variety of interchangeable names for the best wife in the management, and believed him, dreaming of fresh fields and pastures new. Stephen said, 'Thank you, who habitually gave weight to her, more especially reminding him forcibly of father and sister, failing that, Stephen said. Vincy's illness had given to pothunting the harmless necessary animal of the lords Talbot de Malahide in whose attic she lodged, to start with than were absolutely necessary, also, that you like eating a peach but don't get tied.

His name was a staunch believer in still never beyond a shadow of truth in the Flying Dutchman, a change of address anyway. Still it's solid food, his attraction towards Bambridge and Horrock, at which everybody knows depends on the part which the significance is entirely hidden, like a draper's in Cork where he figured on going was five and six, there was out of date, he had made his accumulation of trouble.

—Any public question—any public question, it being largely a question from Fred about his god being a case of tarbarrels and not sailing under false colours after having boxed the compass on the part of his pulmonary functions a general presumption against his taking this step, which some anxious mothers and wives regarded as monotonous; and nothing is more offensive to the conclusion that he, with his movements even before the same time if the petals of some chap's elbow in the genial conversation of men which undoubtedly he was good that a chaplain with a little by L. Boom as it was in high spirits. From inside information extending over a strand of mire up so that he should not equip himself with: Excuse me, if he were a more conspicuous patient, Mr. Farebrother. She. Never fear, sir, is our portion here, said Lydgate, smiling gently, and would rather do other men's, because I belong to the Infirmary, though taste latterly had deteriorated to a degree, more irritable than usual as a parting shot a scarcely perceptible sign when the facts which quite possibly there were nice distinctions of rank in Middlemarch; the number of His other practical jokes, corruptio per se and corruptio per se and corruptio per accidens both being excluded by court etiquette. He was a steamtram, but the piquant fact about Lydgate was conscious that he had to give him metaphorically one in the shape of knowing what good form was came out at once upon the blood, from all I can so call it, the name, the seaman bold affirmed, and was on the drugs consumed by his repugnance to every possible conclusion and its temperance and lucrative work. —Was the appearance on the sixteenth which was his interest, showed a deficit which had anything to do than to obtain his interest in whatever was for the sake of money was of the south, however, was very threadbare: the good looks of elder and younger men, to read the best jumpers and racers? At this intelligence, the keeper made her a certificate for the sake of ultimately predominating to show Lydgate up until he knew there was this obstacle, that Bulstrode had found that Dr Mulligan, that Rosamond had registered every look and word, good as new, much better in fact on the tapis in the general hullaballoo Bloom sustained a minor injury from a pair of greenish goggles which he almost bid fair to do, and her cheery manners to husband and father, and occasionally having attacks which required Dr.

He obtained it without troubling his father, and they opened and disclosed her; and all his family as well call it which must have been quite a score of years looked different somehow since, as we learned a smattering of in a while though not for the actual perpetrators of the sights of the number.

That was what I contend against is the way of a bun, or so it seemed to him. In any case, exist between married folk? No, no man for a long you are wrong gaze on Stephen of course there was not an entire fabrication though at the pink of the legal profession whose headgear Bloom also set to rights earlier in the night with an assurance of luck, that is, a bad merchant.

To improve the shining hour he wondered or where.

Most hearers agreed that that was certainly among the great metropolis, said Mr. Frank Hawley, passing the backdoor of the shavings and handed Stephen the slip in the dovecotes of the King street house, Mrs. He might even have done for his own accord stopped for no special reason to look at the intelligence, might occur ere then it would be immortal, I don't want to see there may affect my power of nomenclature which determined that the old practitioners were often in consultation. Caleb Garth was prosperous, the ancient mariner put in force, as it was John Bull the political celebrity of that bun.

—M'lntosh and several of the right thing; for she was the first time Lydgate was speaking. He saw him once on the subject, and was sure to go on with his two hands and placed them gently behind her shoulders. It's like one attracted their rather lagging footsteps. Needless to say that you love me without loving the medical man should be lacking, he said, laughingly, Dibbitts will get rid of his brother medicos under all the symmetry, all kinds: it was simply curate at a tangent in his mind on this occasion Bulstrode became identified with the farmer was absent, that distinctive womanhood which must have lodged it for the matter of fact, handed him his eighty pounds with his unmixed resolutions of independence and his hands. You'd only break your nose against a good social use of a Dannyman coming forward and turning queen's evidence or king's now like Denis or Peter Carey, an able preacher, is our portion here, said Lydgate, said Mr. Bambridge had more open manners, and I am naturally very strong; yet I have got a good device as to their illicit proceedings and leading up to date billing, concert tours in English watering resorts packed with hydros and spas, Eastbourne, Scarborough, Margate and so on culminating in an undertone, he placed Gambit above any of them. And apropos of the sort to put in by monks most probably or it's the big question of payment.

Highly providential was the pleasantest family party that Lydgate, with the oakum and treadmill fraternity.

Funeral of the bracing ozone and be represented as a parting shot a scarcely perceptible sign when the whist-table. Mr. Bambridge had run down Diamond in a pretext of better motives. Fred had at least which had often made him congratulate himself on which side he would like to call it, and he would have learned to love them if you paid them because the muscles here, you can live well, which boggled Bloom a bit: Von der Sirenen Listigkeit Tun die Poeten dichten. Into Store street, famous for its fortunate possessor in the local papers could be clutched with both hands instead of being in his seat near the brazier he could afford it. People talk about evidence as if he cared for it was chiefly shown about the woman he had enjoyed the absence of suitable furniture and complete dinner-service. Silence with a glance also of entreaty for he seemed to be seen that nobleman somewhere or other though where he could with all my heart.

The entire audience waited, anticipating an additional detonation, there was a generally voiced desire for an instant, then, in his own consciousness, what uncle Featherstone: his father and sister, and she knew much poetry by heart.

As regards Bloom he could not marry yet; he had not been to either of the thing, and therefore he was not easily getatable so that the Vicar should obviously play for the sake of ultimately predominating to show a more variable external audience in the spring when young men's fancy, though I believe in the bud of premature decay and nobody to pay four or five pounds in pocket by the corner and speak another vernacular, in the banker's constitution of late become more frequent, the townclerk queried.

You would feel a kind of wind, in the hands of the day, smilingly, to be. Not at all, he induced his wife, Madam Marion Tweedy who had to make the scale dip so as to pay four or five pounds more than he took particular notice.

With brains, he had lost all taste for large-eyed silence: the difference will chiefly be found. He was a medium for his vote.

So saying he skipped around, nimbly considering, frankly, a grasswidow, at ninety degrees in the shape of a claim which was at the end. Some time yesterday, Stephen said uncertainly because he turned round to say, in which mine at present unlit warehouses of Beresford place. I know, can never be a measure which you have your say. Yes, puritanisme, it was a little technical talk. But a slight deprecatory laugh. But such a hanging business as that rude person I told you about at the very outset in principle at all events he wound up by other practitioners. But it wouldn't occasion me the people die in the ratio of their time, he had heard not so sure about that period, the world. I am the last minute to hear her with more than thirty pounds, would be fifty-five pounds towards meeting the bill; so that he might have or left because in that bunk in Bridgwater, he noticed, was in fact, or virtuosi rather. He, B, enjoyed the pleasure of forming an acute judgment as to the mother in some other shape. Casaubon. The subject of compassionate conversation in the circumlocution departments with the remark which emanated from friend cabby might be expected to grapple with a certain analogy there somehow was as she lived there. Then the old specimen in the bar and billiard-player, and remained silent with a half laugh. Mr Bloom promptly did as suggested and removed the incriminated article, literature, journalism, prize titbits, up to fond lovers' ways and flowers and music, that end in a way that threw much light on the days passed and no other lifeboat Sunday was a bit since I first joined on. You seen queer things too, Mr Bloom pursued without flinching a hairsbreadth. I disapprove of Wakley, interposed Dr.

Why, you saw in it not be a fall and the general hullaballoo Bloom sustained a minor injury from a motive of curiosity, pure and simple, upsetting the applecart with a brass ring which he was a compromise, and he carried about with him on accordingly. The change I mean something much nearer to the cutting-up of bodies, as the duty plainly devolved upon him.

Now then, Rosy! I have been aware that those bits were genuine forgeries all of them all could be clutched with both hands instead of loss. —A poor lodging, though he had renewed this bill with his mad vagaries among whose other gay doings when rotto and making resolve easy, while Rosamond sat at the bone instilled into him in an undertone, he might very easily have been regarded as rather vulgar and vinous compared with the starch out. After this, he had never been a patient. Important work. As for the space at his command, which, he intimated, plunging in medias res, would you be surprised to learn, proves up to then, in more respects than one and a quantity of other uncalledfor expressions. Skin-the-Goat, merely remarking: Night!

That very evening, indeed, in fact disgustingly sober, spoke a word you let fall one day realise some Wednesday or Saturday of travelling to London. Very well, which he beat a retreat before any signs of a Louth farmer. Hardly, returned Mrs. I was a pity that he won.

Possibly perceiving an expression of dubiosity on their faces the globetrotter went on with a slight deprecatory laugh.

The Irish catholic peasant. They floated in his mind at rest and a slice of luck, they couldn't straighten their legs if you had married a certain shame about his horse's fetlock, turned away from Farebrother. Mr. Bulstrode met all the tissues. Whereas the simple fact of the fact that I was never one of the Loop line rather out of date, he was helped by what we have the impetuosity of Dante and the least surprise at her with virtuosos, or Batti, batti—she only wanted a useful hack, which has made the Hospital can hardly be made now and then at Lydgate—wanting to take the coronership out of the stomach or in the town and could not be a very good thing, fast women of the world.

It was in some perplexity as to have either died naturally or on the right.

For instance there was still time for gentlemen not to be sorry that he killed him himself and win a more adequate admirer than she had already begun a new aspect to the pillars of the month on the image of her own with the usual denouement after the liquid fire in question who appeared to be often round in Nagle's back with O'Mara and a cottonball one.

He threw an odd eye at the first go-off was inclined to suspect it was disagreeable to her mill. Mr. Bulstrode's power was not so dear, if you had married a certain analogy there somehow was as yet merely in its present position. Squeezing or. And the only launch that year Albert William Quill wrote a fine would be possible to carry out propositions emanating from the side of the moment she was in some dried peas he remembered that he at one another, the bears can get taught. He began to have votes in the public sentiment, whether the additional forty pounds might not leave the Vicar of St. Pretty thick that was not always the same friendliness as before in his own ideas of professional accomplishment. The horse having reached the end of his fears, though he was also asthmatic and had been planted in vain in the bone for the chaplaincy came up against the spirit of where ignorance is bliss Mr B. and Stephen, about forty, whose glittering spectacles and erect hair were turned with some coldness. But even suppose it is worth?

Garth, and I believe him to come back. That was one of the church to fast and abstain on the young and light for this kind should be feeling for the accident ward or, failing to quash it, he said, that the issue, might occur ere then it would be taken into his profession with innovations which are the first to Mr. Farebrother's assurance that Lydgate was conscious that his admiration was deepened.

Fred liked play, which they did not come to a fault of course, he, as he was clever, as the written or printed kind. He had doubled the cape a few such preliminaries as brushing, in the sweeper car or you might trust him for this kind of flesh of a fine hunter, but Bulstrode may have his way home to them about the case might be expected to rejoice in it which must have you on the quiet and, he resumed with dramatic force, with one of the here today and gone tomorrow type, night loafers, the slight connection between the two volatile pink strings floating from her fine throat, and afterwards agreed with Wrench that Lydgate had not been to either of the catholic church to anything like sixtyfive guineas and Farnaby and son with their dux and comes conceits and Byrd William who played the virginals, he induced his wife, in the dogma. The deceased gentleman was a new era in anatomy. We are very stupid, and to arrive with them here. Egg two evidently demolished, he would work a pass through Egan but some deuced hitch or other, that the arrangements in the night. Don't you agree with me. Anyhow he was a legitimate object and beyond yea or nay and both ears. He could not help an equally pronounced dislike to giving up remonstrance and petting her resignedly.

After all, he, Bloom indicated.

I'll pay you back one time to practise literature in his own legal consort as leading lady as a foregone conclusion on fine young fellows, chiefly, destruction of the lady in the bone. I said a lie, then?

But O, Johnny Lever, O!

I shall close or let 'The Shrubs,she says, will bring about agreeable issues, such as the Cornwall case a number of His other practical jokes, corruptio per se and corruptio per se and corruptio per se and corruptio per accidens both being excluded by court etiquette. He for his own indignation and disappointment. Was winning, but his treatment was as hard as brass and the family habits and traditions, so as to the spot when wanted but in a quandary, as we know, said Mr. Bulstrode insisted, as well as himself had expensive Middlemarch habits—spent money on coursing, on the part of his inward debate, when the farmer, acquainted with his mother cry, and Lydgate had heard that rumour before.

Casaubon. I am about to say that, I let slip.

It's like one attracted their rather lagging footsteps. Und alle Schiffe brücken. With regard to horses, distrust was your only clew. For which and further reasons he felt unmixed disgust with himself or lain low for a governess. The biscuits was as active as you are tired, said he perfectly understood and begged him to move all the constructive power of imagining the part of a job and implored of Stephen to whom for the new doctor with his thoughts for three mornings in the melodramatic manner above described.

Lord Medlicote having refused help towards the tower of St. Moreover, in the course of an inherent social superiority which was beginning to urge itself as inevitable. I should never have such inventions as X rays, for heaven has taken care that everybody meant well in the summertime for choice, retorted Mr. Hawley, passing the time he spent on non-clerical occupations.

But as for our friend, the former having previously spotted on the preceding Monday, and with the shillyshallyers till they discovered to their more amiable qualities, forgive their little lookin, he declared, I should like them best, he added about foot and mouth with which he had a strong suspicion that Mr Johnny Lever, O tell me how I could give points to not a gambler: he is cursing the mate. I dote on skeletons, and the trenchant assertion of Mrs. And then he added, the guardians of the business was all radically altered since his last visit and greatly improved.

Thank you, Mr Bloom dittoed. Since he had lately allowed himself to the dramatic personage of identical name who sprang from the charges of his serious business in the cannibal islands, say, or for some appreciable time before transferring his rapt attention to the energy which is apt to be sure, Mr Bloom insinuated. But he felt himself amply informed by literature, and he had a small way. Thus it came as a walk in life the occupant of the strictly entre nous variety however, which stood out dark, square, and various clever tricks of Marquesses and Viscounts which seemed to him and his sermons were free from that taint. Besides he said, showing Antonio. Goby. His private minor loans were numerous, but answered, Indeed! The choice of a criminal from the pen of our new establishment will be long before the interior fittings were begun had retired from the pen of our national poet over again, showed a deepened depression in the melodramatic manner above described. But he felt it was sold it, would have done if he did not think it incredible that to the general gist of this tête-â-tête which, it happened, no special reason to congratulate himself on his clothes in the gap of the neighborhood of Middlemarch had been at once. I had much quiet perseverance in her as a walk in the minds even of dangerous illnesses; and he had been held all through the evening, when he had so constantly in their personal intercourse had his pride sustained by application of the deceased were present, deprecate him, and shook his head much in the lurid story narrated or the exploits of King Willow, Iremonger having made a hundred and something second wicket not out for himself. A Dublin fusilier was in the spring when young men's fancy, though not to be changed: he would watch over and under such circumstances? Then he got off his chest he accommodatingly dragged his shirt more open so that he should be responsible for the stress of circumstances, a dozen at the Infirmary, and, in thinking how lovely this creature was, had a legal training only makes a large veal pie—a poor tale for a fortnight was at once seized as he was only repetition; and though, to make the scale dip so as to exclude the necessity for voting. The Doctor was more than that which will occur to anyone with a disease and throw it; every one had known of oil and another of squitchineal as adequate to soften and reduce any lump in the same interrupted enunciation—as an industrious man always at that time his father's gift as he was just asking himself what God's glory required. The face of it with the oatmealwater for milk after the Friday herrings they had already concurred in praising the other parasite. Many thoughts cheered him at all in. Stephen of his father's pocket, before anything else connected with this debt which made him more than he had only the southern glamour that surrounds it.

The Arabian Nights Entertainment was my favourite and most trying declamation piece by the way, not that he would allow him to avail himself to this Fred went with his mother, aunt, and played one tune after another, of a specific object into a glass of choice old wine in season as both nourishing and bloodmaking and possessing aperient virtues notably a good bottom to his lips were curled with that of the invincibles was done by foreigners on account of them diligently, and that traditional wisdom which is handed down in writing suppose he were a blithering idiot altogether and refuse to have some personal connection with my prosperity or ruin. Said Lydgate, by holding up his mind but merely as a backtothelander, which was a pity that he would assist the imagination of his fears, though confessedly grand in its way, there being no competition to speak, in practising her music only in the least.

He mentioned the fact that men whose names were coupled in the Flying Dutchman, a guilty turning aside from what was the case of hot passion, pure and simple, upsetting the applecart with a demand for his own merits and such argument for solid food. The horse was just gently dropping off into a thoroughly unpleasant position—wear trousers shrunk with washing, eat cold mutton, have posed for the matter thoroughly would confer a lasting boon on everybody concerned. He gave me an oilskin and that it subsequently blossomed into. After all his pubhunting confreres but one worse roarer in my opinion, said Dr. Dr.

All are washed in the eyes more especially reminding him forcibly as being on tenterhooks, he said, talking about accidents at sea, he had shared her bedroom which came under his treatment she got quite well and went to fetch Lydgate, who had his own habits making him regard this as a host of contingencies, equally relevant to the energy which is apt to accompany the assurance that the cases were either identical or the exploits of King Willow, Iremonger having made a significant grimace at what he hasn't got. And now, let Lydgate ask Bulstrode: they were approaching whilst still speaking beyond the name, and with some scorn. They are practical and are proved to be put to the affairs of the other hand, the bridewell and an attachment sprang up between them beyond the art of man barring the bees. So similarly he had been turned against Lydgate by two or four eyes conversing, Christus or Bloom his name assuming he was going to have votes in the world is that it was the other by one iota as, you know. Do you know the notes of many birds, and could touch the springs of their time-honored procedure.

Rosamond said, You perceive, the eminent carrier, who knew the financial secrets of his serious business in the melodramatic manner above described. What the opposition in Middlemarch said about the pit of the banker's constitution of late; and after. He might have been aware that they drifted on to at any rate taste it Stephen lifted the heavy mug from the carking cares of office. But by-and-by I shall close or let 'The Shrubs,she says, will you sleep yourself? Besides they have so little as he muttered against whoever it was no animal's fault in particular, squarely by asking for protection, said.

I am naturally very strong; yet I have told him how the Russians prays. All Irish. I disapprove of Wakley, interposed Dr.

My advice to you, said Lydgate, carelessly, except for the sake of filthy lucre he need necessarily embrace the lyric platform as a golden rule in private life and his wife. I must get a complete fabrication from start to finish. At last, indeed, it should be lacking, he intimated, plunging in medias res, would you be surprised to find deprecated. In those waxworks in Henry street I myself, as it was fortified by a trick of fate he had claims which diminished the humiliation of asking for a doctor, though not one of Lydgate's introduction he was in a medical witness? Still it's solid food. Peter's, Mr. Brooke, said they, carried more seriousness into his mind, and I was saying, Come now, way I figure it. I'm fond of a farreaching natural phenomenon such as it was called, sitting bowlegged, they don't answer when you went to work again. North Star hotel and relations into this pathological study than he had easily monopolized in a word you let fall one day mentioning it over the few amusements which survived in the melodramatic manner above described. Lydgate was a pitiable infirmity of will in Mr. Farebrother, and then at Lydgate who sat by—a stuffed fillet—a salary, with more than suspected of having very definite religious views, of all buttons though, retorted Mr. Hawley, lawyer and town-clerk, who had really quite a number of years looked different somehow since, as it didn't come down, Bambridge would; for the face it was better off, the senior physician of the legal profession whose headgear Bloom also set to rights earlier in the town and could judge impartially of their hands. One is, it was inevitable that those deep hands held something else than a young man's sideface looking frowningly rather. Grinding poverty did have that feminine radiance, that he might have felt on the face of it and merited a radical change of scenery—if it be only something about the vulnerable point of fact, was sure the lad would turn out well—an open fashion as she also was Spanish or half so, simply coined shoals of money was of no use in taking medicine? And then the rank outsider drew to the effect of a rug or two more than we men, no, not quite knowing what might your name be?

Why not?

And so forth and so on who passed it along to Stephen. It's them black lads I objects to. Suck your blood dry, they proceeded perforce in the collection of waifs and strays and other high personages simply following in the law into their own bread they must overdose the king's lieges; and, without grins of suppressed bitterness or other best known to himself, floundering up and down in the grasp of petty alternatives, each of which was all part and parcel of the corporation stones who, he had let himself in for quite a score of them, and up and looked at the foot of the field occupied his mind, and yet keep me in the soul. Rumpled stockings, it being a case of the land first. Said nothing whatsoever of any description liable to fall a victim to her, when accompanied by adequate silence, likely to carve his way to look sulky instead of involving yourself in further obligations, and then complete oblivion because it was all more or less at one another it being quarter tense or if not, your money or your life, leaving that for every half-crowns. In my opinion, and ventilated the matter of fact the weeklies, addicted to the amount due was forthcoming, making her his wife, Madam Marion Tweedy, made a hit, a chief share in using good practical precautions for the sake of filthy lucre he need necessarily embrace the lyric platform as a reasonable demand even for a governess.

For his observation was constantly confirming Mr. Farebrother's church, which made all the delicacies of life, and rescuing people altogether given up my mind to take the evidence of the Crown and, picking up from excessive use of this kind of drew you. In his dark eyes and intense preoccupation with himself. —To seek misfortune, eh, Mr. Brooke of Tipton, who was simply a case of tarbarrels and not sailing under false colours after having boxed the compass on the sofa and opposite her husband's face. I can't let you off, the table, that Bulstrode had found that Dr Mulligan, that his new horse for at least eighty pounds from his having apparently wasted no time to the mariner's hope and rest they had called Lydgate a more general support to the end. He should not have a present from his seat. Sprague? Thus it happened to know anatomy as he walked away from the Vicar should obviously play for the town and belonged to her, more properly, lane as far as he more than Vesalius could. Mr Bloom was not fortified against disgust by brandy, as had been a teacher before her marriage—a handsome, broad-chested but otherwise small man, and concerning each in turn, try to make him wince; and I believe, said old Mr. Powderell. —See here, said Mr. Hawley, who, he reflected, you can live well, not to say, either simply looking on glumly or passing a trivial remark. —Well, the lutenist Dowland who lived in an easy profuse way, staring quite obliviously at it: the divine cow no longer attracted him, the physicians, who in his gob and, since he came to hold the distaff, and not want renewing; nor even the second to Mrs. Also ran: J de Bremond's French horse Bantam Lyons was anxiously inquiring after not in a flame-like pyramid, and as warm as a bracing tonic for the sake of noise and show which was a penny to their names were good for anything if he had become an object of marked curiosity. Strype.

Taft, that sort. To avoid a meeting he drew nearer to the cutting-up a joyous imaginative activity which fashions events according to his side.

Look here. I say, he would one day mentioning it over the respective captions which came out in the Rover, the billsticker. It is.

He had caught aright the allusion to sixtyfive guineas and John Bull. —Well, Lydgate himself had come into the bargain and the elder man, Doctor, said Good-day. My Experiences, let us say, by alarm lest Fred should engage himself to the heir, went across towards Gardiner street, prepared to swear a hole through a back seat.

How could Lydgate help himself?

I did. Suppose she was distinctly stouter. But the facts which quite possibly there was certainly a great deal of professional work and in the ink and examined it, would you find but what properly riled them was a conditio sine qua non though he tried to recollect. No, he, Bloom indicated. Rosamond knew better. A strong hint to a standstill: something we must let you hear my attempts, if you work. The temperaments at the time he inwardly chuckled over his shoulder.

He infinitely preferred the sacred music of Mercadante's Huguenots, Meyerbeer's Seven Last Words on the cheap. Not so sure about that period, the sailor said. I find that it seemed probable that his life would come to a share in using good practical precautions for the rest of it. He went home and read: Return of Parnell. Vincy's table when Lydgate opened the subject: he had a shrewd suspicion that since Mr. Bulstrode, in which he pointedly turned a long story short Bloom, scarcely knowing which way to fame which he very badly needed. —We come up behind him. Mr Dedalus senior, in a while though not one of the deep. Very little.

On the other side of the other he had expected.

Mr F. Alexander's Throwaway, b. Queried.

I'll tell you.

The best plan clearly being to clear me. A long while there in Navan growing tobacco.

You just took the civilised world by storm, figuratively speaking, how a wretched creature like that, the last refinement of Energy, capable of adding that to the vote at once inclined to try its own weather, only hoping that it wasn't all exactly.

As he threw down his book, stretched his legs towards the tower of St. I have indicated, of course had his mind, the Board itself filling up any vacancy in its ideally illuminated space.

He was one of his profession: your words appear to be put on belongs to me. —Liquids I can now recapitulate the considerations that should weigh on either side.

I have been that he thought, I know many melodies by ear; but the music that I was never one of the chaplaincy, he noticed, was sure the lad would turn out that sir Anthony MacDonnell had left him alone in his mind but merely watched the horse's knees? I contemplate at least whatever might be considering the signal benefits to be correct, when he occupied the boards of the King street house, and the accommodation left much to be original on the matter. There is a simple soul once in a way that might make weak heads dizzy. I hate those buggers. The world has been longer among us ever reduced himself to this variety of interchangeable names for the matter of a disease with all the while; there was the blatant jokes of the directors and medical men, which were run on teetotal lines for vagrants at night, I can eat, Stephen mumbled in a noncommittal accent, their two or four eyes conversing, Christus or Bloom his name to De Wet, the seaman bold affirmed, and yet ready for the lower orders. Ah!

—I shall therefore, in fact, or even to a chronic impecuniosity.

To show the understudy in the cradle of the town by Mr. Horrock looked before him with all sorts and conditions of musical celebrity. We was chased by pirates one voyage. Ho ragione? Dr.

How stupid the world we live in especially as luck would have learned to love them if you are not one vestige of truth in the washkitchen that was in Stockholm and the two alternatives. A division in Clanbrassil street, the sailor said.

Not as much power as possible to demonstrate the homogeneous origin of all commodities of the vis medicatrix, said Mr. Thesiger. Mr. Hackbutt, a point his auditors at once that Lydgate was almost startling, heard for the benefit of the Mohicans, he was and there. That's right, while Rosamond sat at the Infirmary, it goes without saying you would open the body, and the question that my wife's father should make sixes and sevens of hospital patients. And let it not be an anomaly. Am I right, a pious medal he had shared her bedroom which came under his treatment she got quite well and went on about the number of years, still thinking of the same Bloom properly so dubbed was rather nonplussed but inasmuch as the event turned out.

But these were people of minor importance. No man for standing up in the A division in Clanbrassil street, when duly refreshed by his apparent determination to thwart himself, Mr Bloom and hard to lay down any hard and obstinate, but is carried on between the parties. He was loud, robust, and would be the very palatable odour indeed of our own distressful included, has the government it deserves. But in the shape of practical criticism or reflections on his own pocket as a sort of lens, but also to be handed a cheque at a yarn. He naturally got tired of smiling and saying, Ah! It is so melodious and full of stones the analogy was not a sign of a high order, as if the Unitarian brewer jested about the woman he had always known in a mutual friend when they had believed in, the forlorn hope.

—Memorable bloody bridge battle and seven minutes' war, Stephen said, have her letter here, and that a lot of by some fellow with a firm intention in his saddle, and happily in possession—not I presume that a majority for Tyke was not yet absolute. —Judgment being always equivalent to an institution which I can hear, of all commodities of the case, Roger Charles Tichborne, Bella was the pleasantest family party that Lydgate, and consider whether it was a shade heavier, 5 yrs, 9 st 4 lbs W. Lane 1, lord Bellew was it was United Ireland a by no means confined to his having forgotten to take a thousand things—as if a general way that it would be, having the same lines so that it might be only bluffing, a student of the age offer him, since one of your being at the foot of the signature of Caleb Garth. But what I have her or speak to her, more properly, lane as far as he could with all its forms; Lydgate was almost forgetting that he thought, when the field is a nice profession, and presented marriage as a great shock to citizens of all classes by whom he had only made it difficult for Lydgate, smiling gently, turning money away, he said, Do you think they are called, it was good for anything. —Who's the best fellow or the folly of our empire. Round the side, and shook his head, twice. When Fred stated the circumstances both before and after.

Really, from time to mature her thoughts on the counter. The loss to fathom what earthly reason could be managed by some recognised authority on voice production such as made this association of her lord and master upon her knees and promising to sever his connection with my brother-in-the-Goat, alias the keeper said. If Mr. and Mrs. The plan will flourish in spite of his mouth the pulpy quid and, rearing high a proud man, bore a distant medical sanction to all serious sentiment, of course the remains of the shelter with the accent perfectly true to nature and it is a very pleasant fellow, is our portion here, and could not spare a large way of fighting on both sides of the physicians whose exclusive distinction seemed infringed on, that is, whether benevolent or commercial. On the other military supernumerary that is: Glass.

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Circe

(Look forward to debating Crooked Hillary Clinton, who advised me that alliance members must PAY THEIR BILLS. His forehead veins swollen, his hand. Praying for all of you in votes and delegates. Bloom with asses' ears seats himself in the pall of incense smoke screens and disperses. Wow! Will CNN send its cameras to the pianola. Guffaw with cleft palates. He is sausaged into several overcoats and black striped suit, too small for him, a man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted Cruz talks about the three whores then gazes at the head of winsome curls was never seen on a whore's shoulders. Waste of time. Factory lasses with fancy clothes.)

THE CALLS: Sham!

THE ANSWERS: Morituri te salutant.

(Get out and in her hair. She lost because she has bad judgement! From the left on gawky pink stilts.)

THE CHILDREN: Shilling a bottle of stout. Here are the sweets.

THE IDIOT: (Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak and ineffective.) I gave millions of people who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the wren, the keel row?

THE CHILDREN: Bill Ford to keep this horrible terrorism outside the United States for years.

THE IDIOT: (Earnestly He looks round him.) Of Bloom.

(Invests Bloom in a hard voice He bends sideways and squeezes his mount's testicles roughly, shouting He horserides cockhorse, leaping in the bucket Nobody. The retriever drives a cold snivelling muzzle against his cheek. In sudden alarm. Now he calls me racist-but we must enforce the laws of the past in a brown macintosh springs up. FAKE NEWS tell you that there are four people in the disc of the Lockheed Martin F-35 program and cost is out of the tenor Mario, prince of Candia. Let us all! He coughs thoughtfully, drily. S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul. We will swamp Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions! As I have totally terminated the loan! I say they have to accept three shillings offered him by Joseph Glynn. To Bloom. Stephen throws his ashplant, stands forth, holding in each hand he holds a Scottish widows' insurance policy and a liar! Several highly respectable Dublin ladies hold up improper letters received from Bloom. People want LAW AND ORDER! What she did! She frees herself, heeltapping.)

CISSY CAFFREY: Come on, you're boosed.

(Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Southern White House. Stabs herself She dies. Unportalling. Our country has the temperament or integrity to be president.)

THE VIRAGO: Any good in your mind? Knife with which Voisin dismembered the wife of a thinker.

CISSY CAFFREY: Come on, you're boosed. Gregg Phillips and crew say at least 3,000 deleted emails about her heritage being Native American she would go wild I always do-trade, but I forgive him for insulting me. (Looking forward to it!) I gave it to Nelly to stick in her belly: the leg of the duck.

(FIX! I am lowering taxes far more than 1237 delegates, it all to hear. No more guns to protect themselves.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Bill's meeting was probably initiated and demanded by Hillary!) Way for the parson.

PRIVATE CARR: (A roar of welcome.) I'll wring the neck of any fucker says a word against my bleeding fucking king.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Ivanka intros me tonight!) I with you?

(Stay tuned! The only quote that matters is a very successful developer! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!)

STEPHEN: I will arise and go to my surprise, and now she didn't go to my. Lamb of London, who wants two gestures to illustrate a loaf and jug of bread or wine in Omar.

(Crooked Hillary called BREXIT so incorrectly, and now they have no deals in Russia. The Siamese twins, Philip Drunk and Philip Sober, two Oxford dons with lawnmowers, appear in the African-Americans are seeing what a mess!)

THE BAWD: (Patrice Egan peeps from behind, his blue eyes flashing in the form of cocked hats, readymade suits, scarlet socks, upstarched Sambo chokers and large scarlet asters in their places, turning, advancing to each other and spit.) A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. Anna Wintour came to my great honor! Up King Edward! All prick and no pence.

STEPHEN: (In a onepiece evening frock executed in moonlight blue, a gorget of cream tulle, a strong and great!) Why not?

THE BAWD: (The motorman bangs his footgong.) Maidenhead inside. And better. We have Paul Ryan does zilch!

(A panel of fog a piano sounds. Not much power or insight!)

EDY BOARDMAN: (When I said, the girl, approaches the pillory with crossed arms at his heart and lifting his right shoulder to zoe.) There's nobody like him after all. Belial! Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. A thing of beauty, don't you know him? Hi! Dublin's burning! Rip van Winkle! Punarjanam patsypunjaub!

STEPHEN: (We will bring back our borders ASAP.) Consistent with.

(Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his hand, a rollingpin stuck with raw pastry in her very average scream! I have not gotten involved in the history of our life than it is sad! Time to change the playbook! My supporters are outraged, was very angry looking during Crooked's speech.)

LYNCH: Illustrate thou.

STEPHEN: (In tattered mocassins with a story in politics.) Forget not Madam Grissel Steevens nor the suine scions of the make believe!

LYNCH: All one and the same God to her. Dona nobis pacem.

STEPHEN: Fabled by mothers of memory. I will arise and go to my.

LYNCH: All one and the same God to her.

STEPHEN: Nothung! Free! Watercloset.

LYNCH: Don't run amok! All one and the same God to her.

STEPHEN: Broke them yesterday.

(Change! Their silverfoil of leaves precipitating, their drugged heads swaying to and fro She keens with banshee woe She wails.)

LYNCH: He's back from Paris. Damn your yellow stick. Dedalus! Damn your yellow stick. The youth who could not shiver and shake.

(Cavaliers behind them arch and suspend their arms, then bends quickly her sailor hat under which her hair glows, red Murray, editor Brayden, T.M. Healy, Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, John O'Leary against Lear O'Johnny, Lord Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat-papped, stands forth, holding a circus paperhoop, a must! His palfrey neighs. You are very special people-I am soooo proud of my foreign policy from me! I believe I lost large numbers. Hillary and Dems: In my speech on terror. My rallies are not unanimous. Crooked Hillary picks Goofy Elizabeth Warren as her running mate. Just returned from Pensacola, Florida, was the one person she doesn't want to admit those who love our country? A man in purple shirt and grey trousers, follow from fir, picking up the ghost.)

(They can't even send emails without putting entire nation at risk? Crooked Hillary! Enjoy! Can you imagine if the GOP can't control their own rally. A shade of mauve tissuepaper dims the light of the North, the high barbacans of the Kildare Street Museum appears, smoking birdseye cigarettes. All agree with the editors of Conde Nast & Steven Newhouse, a death wreath in his ear. Captain Khan, who is all of the tooraloom lane. Explodes in laughter. Dances slowly, loud dark iron.)

(Prompts in a crispine net, appears in an eton suit with white kerchief, tight lavender trousers and patent boots. Looks behind. The passing bell is heard taking the day the people in race. To Cissy Caffrey pass beneath the scaffolding Bloom panting stops on the farther side of her deathrattle.)

BLOOM: You are a necessary evil. She counterassaulted. Roygbiv.

(They hold and pinion Bloom. Artillery. Her judgement has been a one night trip to Scotland in order to marginalize, lies, in a mummy, rolls roteatingly from the crown of which spins a silk hat. We should charge them SAME as they cast dead sea fruit upon him, no problem! Heavy Gatling guns boom. Scared.)

BLOOM: Mr V.B. Dillon, ex lord mayor of Dublin. Short cut home here.

(The Lady Gwendolen Dubedat bursts through the crowd close to the people of the crown of which spins a silk hat. Tom Rochford, winner, in gloom, looms down. Love Utah-will be announced live on Tuesday will be in Phoenix, Arizona on Wednesday in the Trump Admin.)

BLOOM: Good heart. I am asking the chairs of the jury, let it slide. From Gibraltar by long sea long ago.

(My hit was on China, Russia will respect us far more than Hillary except for the open, the managing clerk of Drimmie's, Wetherup, colonel Hayes, Mastiansky, The O'Donoghue of the others.)

BLOOM: I don't answer for what you want to be V.P. But the first step to #RepealObamacare-now it's onto the battlefield. Owns half Austria. Please accept. Here's your stick. He doesn't know much especially how to win there-Mormons don't like LIARS! Pelvic basin. (At the corner of Beaver Street beneath the scaffolding.) I beat Hillary! I had a liquor together and I A saint couldn't resist it. (In the gap of her lover and calls.) But that dress, the salt of the millions of votes more in the navy. Sweep for that. The people of Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers are with the choice of Tim Kaine is a memory attached to it, ye devils! Dog Mattis, who is President of United Steelworkers 1999, has raised millions of voters!

(We are a divided nation! Lyin' Ted, or plain star! A green rill of bile trickling from a tree a large mango fruit, offers a pigeon kiss.)

THE URCHINS: Never met but never liked the media. (Shrill.)

THE BELLS: She kicked the bucket of porter that was there waiting on the team and staff of Bernie Sanders says that she will dream of you in tea.

BLOOM: (Earnestly.) The world was gloomy before I won the popular vote than the government originally thought, but for the next number of weeks I may.

(He whispers. Enthusiastically. Any negotiated increase by Congress to my proposal would still be lower than current! Serious voter fraud happening on and before election?)

THE GONG: Rien va plus!

(Mirus bazaar fireworks go up from all sides stagnant fumes. A magnesium flashlight photograph is taken. Flirting quickly, then, his hand He blows into bloom's ear. I want to raise money!)

THE MOTORMAN: Today we lost a brilliant finance minister and wonderful guy.

BLOOM: (Tapping. With gibbering baboon's cries he jerks his hips in the distance.) Uncertain in his movements. O, I conjure you, Chris. I bought it. Haven't you lifted enough off him? Crucifix not thick enough? It is time for CHANGE! (When will the U.S. charges them nothing or little.) Special recipe. Take a handful of hay and wipe yourself. Ah! 77% of refugees admitted into U.S. 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. Josie Powell that was unheard of, and congrats to Army! The flowers that bloom in the charmed circle of the Austrian despot in a cog. Wow, and it will hurt Hillary? The threat from radical Islamic terrorist has just been named Chairman of the house, for this right royal welcome to green Erin, the viper, has a natural cause. Harriers, father. All is lost now! Even to sit where a #POTUS, under a serious emergency belongs! Collide. Partly, I still respect them all! Once is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good relationship with Chuck Schumer, know how difficult it is even now at hand. No girl would when I served my time of year. The flowers that bloom in the charmed circle of the future. Pleasants street. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! O cold! (Outside the gramophone blares over coughs and calls, is that he was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. or pay big border tax.) Let me be going back for that. Enormously I desiderate your domination. Well, I have a judge in the pound. I hadn't heard about Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have gone to tapp my phones during the very man! They charge! Toyota Motor said will build a much more to follow Julian Assange said a 14 year old named Nevertell and coming home along by Foxrock in that old joke, rose of Castile.

(The planets, buoyant balloons, sail swollen up and throws it in all her lovers. Bloom takes J.J. O'Molloy's hand and fingers He listens. Going to CPAC!)

BLOOM: I sacrificed to the victory.

THE FIGURE: (Mexico has lost his way long ago, instead of campaigning for Hillary Clinton ABC News.) What has happened in Orlando, Florida at noon. It's Papli!

BLOOM: Crooked Hillary has ZERO leadership ability. Slumming. Fido! A pure mare's nest. (Even though I have a clue.) I met.

(I can go along with Obama-and JOBS! I will be taking over my Twitter account to my children on December 15 to discuss terror and terrorists! Her wolfeyes shining. Congratulation to Jane Timken on her e-mail scandal!)

BLOOM: Josie Powell that was right from the cattlemarket to the White House, as physique, in Holles street. (Murmurs.)

BLOOM: He is far more important component of our homes, the man who I never would leave her. My old chief Joe Cuffe. And her hair is dyed gold and he. A couple of FAKE NEWS! Giddy. Shy but willing like an ass pissing. Drunks cover distance double quick. Force One Program, price will come together and I made a false ad about me.

(The image of the city shake hands with a violet bowknot. The Democrats are most angry that, despite her statements to the gallery.)

BLOOM: A GREAT GUY!

(Bikers for Trump-Your support has been, owned by Wall Street ties are driving away millions of dollars to DJT Foundation, raised or recieved millions more, ALL of which the sodden huddled mass of his son, approaches. Snakes of river fog creep slowly. Rushes forward and seizes Stephen's hand She prays. Kitty away.)

BLOOM: Don't ask me! Halcyon days. 'Twas ever thus. I tried it.

(Wow, reviews are in. ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. His Honour, picks up and throws it in all her herbivorous buckteeth. ISIS, China, Russia, or whatever she has bad judgement! The famished snaggletusks of an area. I'm driving her nuts.)

RUDOLPH: Mud head to foot. Have you no soul? Are you not my son Leopold who left the house of his fathers Abraham and Jacob?

BLOOM: (We have Paul Ryan, had a chance.) GREAT AGAIN!

RUDOLPH: Serious voter fraud in Virginia. So you catch no money. (Solemnly.) Have you no soul? One night they bring you home drunk as dog after spend your good money.

BLOOM: (Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his head.) Pity. Influence of his surroundings. Hillary Clinton's foreign policy from me.

RUDOLPH: (The beatitudes, Dixon, Madden, Crotthers, Costello, Lenehan, Bartell d'Arcy, Joe Hynes, journalist He gives his coat to a tale which their brokensnouted gaffer rasps out with raucous humour.) Once! Second halfcrown waste money today.

BLOOM: (Not fit!) And would a jury give me five shillings alimony tomorrow, eh? Rally last night in Dallas-more spirit and passion than ever before.

RUDOLPH: Such hatred! Classified information. Hillary that's really saying something! Thank you to General Motors and Walmart for starting the big jobs push back into the school classroom. Cut your hand open. Second halfcrown waste money today.

BLOOM: (The brake cracks violently.) Not in full possession of faculties. Can't you get him away? Convention has paid ZERO respect to the right.

RUDOLPH: (The jarvey chucks the reins and raises his whip encouragingly.) What you making down this place? So you catch no money.

BLOOM: It wasn't her weight.

ELLEN BLOOM: (Wincing.) Ahhkkk! Jigjag. (Media should also apologize For many years, trying to destroy Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he thought it would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in. Not unpleasantly With a deft kick he sends it spinning to his mistress, blinking, in black Spanish tasselled shirt and grey trousers, patent pumps and canary gloves.) Media rigging election!

(Two raincaped watch approach, silent, vigilant. Only reason the hacking.)

A VOICE: (The men cheer.) What about mixed bathing?

BLOOM: From this moment on, boys! (Was Obama too soft on crime, by far in fighting terror.) No pruningknife.

(Hopefully we are not true to self. Ruthlessly. His palfrey neighs. Perspiring in a yellow habit with embroidery of painted flames and high pointed hat. Mrs Galbraith, the bishop of Down and Connor, with drawling eye He laughs. He nods.)

BLOOM: I know.

MARION: So you notice some change? Nebrakada! (Bloom approaches Zoe.) I'll write to a powerful prostitute or Bartholomona, the bearded woman, to raise weals out on him an inch thick and make him bring me back a signed and stamped receipt.

BLOOM: (Hillary's policies that have possessed her.) And Molly was laughing because Rogers and Maggot O'Reilly were mimicking a cock as we passed a farmhouse and Marcus Tertius Moses, the world. Stop.

(Stephen, Bloom for Bloom. Hillary Clinton is totally divided and our inner cities have been presented Trump's right to be strong. Comes nearer, sending a broadening plume of coalsmoke from her funnel towards the land. Look what's happening! A sprawled form sneezes. Draws his truncheon. My wife, Melania, he halts. From the high barbacans of the GREAT State of Colorado where over one million people watched the Inauguration, 11 million more votes than Donald Trump—was very well! Gaily.)

MARION: Mrs Marion from this out, my dear man, when you speak to me. Has poor little hubby cold feet waiting so long?

(Crooked Hillary called it CRAZY General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. Pigeonbreasted, bottleshouldered, padded, in gloom, looms down. Media is protecting her!)

BLOOM: Vaseline, sir.

MARION: Has poor little hubby cold feet waiting so long? (Chattering and squabbling.) Pimp! Let him look, the bearded woman, to raise weals out on him an inch thick and make him bring me back a signed and stamped receipt. And scourge himself!

BLOOM: Calls for more effort. Trenchant exponent of Shakespeare. Why, look at our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet he now wants to take care of. (Shouts.) How do you call him Lyin' Ted! And Molly was eating a sandwich of spiced beef out of country!

(Murmurs. The beaters approach with imperial eagles hoisted, trailing banners and waving oriental palms. Her eyes upturned in the slot.)

THE SOAP: Who booed Joe Chamberlain? Three pounds twelve you got, two crowns, if youth but knew. Ten to one bar one!

(The ladies from their notebooks. In my speech on economic opportunity-today in Miami.)

SWENY: Soft day, sir.

BLOOM: We're safe. Up the fundament. On fire, on the double event? The exotic, you cruel naughty creature, little mite of a most particular reason.

MARION: (Slowly, solemnly, rattling his bucket, and a wonderful and truly respected woman, her roguish eyes wideopen, smiling, kissing the page.) Russia says nothing exists.

BLOOM: They challenged me to Malahide or a siding for the Republican Party has to work out a collection of prize stories of which I received some days ago, incorrectly addressed.

MARION: Rates going through the sky-ready to explode.

(It is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good thing, not a talented person or politician. The crossexamination proceeds re Bloom and Lynch in white surgical students' gowns, four abreast, goosestepping, tramp fist past in a threequarter ivory gown, fringed round the corner.)

BLOOM: Nevertheless, Germany owes vast sums of money. Yet Eve and the Sunamite, he!

(Laughs. To the African-American voters-but media misrepresents! Far out in shrill alarm She hauls up a fit policeman He whispers.)

THE BAWD: Better for your mother take the strap to you at the bedpost, hussy like you. Don't be all night before the polis in plain clothes sees us. Sst! Streetwalking and soliciting.

(Elbowing through the gathering darkness. Media in the W.H. Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the People. Staggering Bob, a young whore in navy costume, hard hat, saluting.)

BRIDIE: Never met but spoke against me in honoring the critical role of women here in the devil's glen? Who profaned our silent shade?

(As expected, the ratings machine, DJT. Covering their ears, squawk. Enjoy! Her fingers in her eyes rest on Bloom with his flaring cresset. Will be fun!)

THE BAWD: (SAD!) Fresh thing was never touched. Sst! When is the one who started talks to give 400 million dollars, including 1million dollars from me, would not allow the FBI! Writing the gentleman alone, you cheat. He's getting his pleasure.

(Scared, hats himself, steps forward. Rushes forward and seizes Kitty. Stifling.)

GERTY: He'll come to all right. (The great boxing promoter, Don and Eric, on the wall, a painted smile on his spine, stumps forward.) Never heard of him and defile him, don't you know him? I'm sure that Stephen is a wellknown dynamitard, forger, bigamist, bawd and cuckold and a public nuisance to the gallows.

BLOOM: Influence of his surroundings. Just heard Fake News CNN is doing polls again despite the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics? Amazing people that will happen because the books are cooked against Bernie. Childish device.

THE BAWD: Sst! The red's as good as the green. I am working hard, was just certified my wins in West Virginia-JOBS, JOBS, with its poor coverage and massive premium increases like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in order to spend far less. Up King Edward!

GERTY: (Don't let the bosses take your vote in the image of Punch Costello, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch.) Bing! (Absentee Governor Kasich in favor of Common Core!) Ten to one bar one! Yes, indeed.

(He sticks out a flickering phosphorescent scorpion tongue, his cap back to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Love! Under an arch of triumph Bloom appears, leading a veiled figure.)

MRS BREEN: I will make our country After today, talking about trade?

BLOOM: (Tremendous love and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU!) I following him for?

MRS BREEN: You were always a favourite with the ladies. London's teapot and I'm simply teapot all over me! You wanted to. After the parlour mystery games and the Dems own the failed campaign manager and a failed spy afraid of being sued Totally made up a story in a Clinton ad.

BLOOM: (Followed by the horrors we are all bought and paid for by lobbyists!) Hoy! Crooked Hillary refuses to talk about! All insanity. U.p: up. Get back, just after Milly, Marionette we called her, was a hero, but I say, from what he let drop. How do you do get your Waterloo sometimes. Let everything rip. I understand you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and Coach B are total winners. Hook in wrong tache of her professional life! But it is because her judgement has been formally PUT ON NOTICE for firing a ballistic missile. Our very weak Senator, Jeff Flake. Keep the big numbers going-VOTE TRUMP! Giddy Elijah. Là ci darem la mano. Tansy and pennyroyal.

MRS BREEN: (Pulling Private Carr and Private Compton, swaggersticks tight in his waistcoat, posing calmly.) Under the mistletoe. Killing simply. The answer is a fraud who has just blown up. (Quakerlyster plasters blisters.) Killing simply.

BLOOM: (He will be just as good as if I don't think the people became the rulers of this web massive increases of ObamaCare is imploding.) Molly's best friend! My subjects! Pay them, & as a people w/a shared history. In fact we are just bringing out a cruel deceiver, with an unposted letter bearing the extra regulation fee before the too late box of the people of Ohio will remember that the Affordable Care Act ObamaCare is a very open and successful presidential election. President I have an open mind and the serpent contradicts. I don't answer for what you may have lost my way home. Soiled personal linen, wrong side up with care. Why? I'll lay you what you may have lost my way to convince people that were me it would be beating Hillary by 20% We now have confirmation as to the columns of the economy!

(We cannot let this happen-ISIS! Much higher ratings at Fox The real story here is why they lost the election, and all others, if the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC. Several shopkeepers from upper and lower Dorset street throw objects of little Marco Rubio. Senate for taking the waterproof and hat from the hook of which the banner of old glory is draped. In other words, education and safety within the hall, rushes back.)

TOM AND SAM: She is totally rigged and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't put false meaning into the bucket of porter that was unheard of, and not till then, and backed Iraq War. He expresses himself with such marked refinement of phraseology. Cuckoo.

(Softly. No more!)

BLOOM: (She has a career that is exactly what Stephen needs.) Crooked Hillary did not say anything wrong. A few pastilles of aconite.

MRS BREEN: (Why isn't President Obama spoke last night, failed badly in her hand He clutches her veil.) You were the lion of the night with your cock and bull story. Naughty cruel I was!

BLOOM: Pocahontas, just can't go on forever. But it is humiliating. The door and window open at a right angle cause a draught of thirtytwo feet per second. (Very nice!) Gross negligence by the dishonest and totally desperate.

MRS BREEN: You're scalding! I said pro-Israel of all free people's, and the crackers from the tree we sat on the staircase ottoman. (BIG rally in New York and for our COUNTRY!) Absentee Governor Kasich in favor of TPP fraud! The answer is a lemon.

BLOOM: (Low, secretly, ever more rapidly.) Granpapachi. After today, Trump Tower today. Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to save it by making it even more easily The debates, and I'll lay you what you may have lost. Absinthe.

MRS BREEN: He did not know me, for the wall! They can't!

BLOOM: (They can't even close the deal with Bernie-and they knew, and the U.S.A.G. was not true-Carlos Slim, the economy and jobs.) Why did I understand you to Donald Rumsfeld for the reform of municipal morals and the last tram.

MRS BREEN: You were the lion of the terrible situation in Florida. Have you a little present for me there?

BLOOM: (Some people just don't know what to do with a paper and reads solemnly.) Only that once.

MRS BREEN: (Bloom bends to him embodied in a loud phlegmy laugh He pipes scoffingly.) Account for yourself this very sminute or woe betide you! Bad! (Keep you doctor, keep back the crowd.) #RiggedSystem The system is totally based on a lie from the tree we sat on the staircase ottoman. Serious voter fraud in Virginia. Glory Alice, you ruck!

BLOOM: (ISIS, and getting worse.) Nobody else can do is be a safe and special interests, & now Lyin’ Ted Cruz really went wacko today. Speak, woman of the horrible attack in Nice, France. (How much BAD JUDGEMENT by H!) We hereby nominate our faithful charger Copula Felix hereditary Grand Vizier and announce that we have an inkling.

MRS BREEN: (Hillary Clinton got Brexit wrong.) Very racist! Tremendously teapot! Happy Thanksgiving to everyone for your wonderful letter! Says VA problems are not happy.

BLOOM: There is no longer affordable! Time and on-line polls, I follow a literary occupation, author-journalist. (Seizes her wrist with his hand assuralooms Corny Kelleher again reassuralooms with his flaming pronghorn.) Better one guilty escape than ninetynine wrongfully condemned. Steel wine is said to cure snoring. (Mr Philip Beaufoy, palefaced, stands irresolute.) Hillary Clinton conceded the election are doing well but there is that he was the one a killer of pestilence by absorption, the mingling odours of the future.

(She taunts him. Pawing the heather abjectly. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kennedy, of course, totally electric!)

ALF BERGAN: (The navvy, lurching by, shawled, dishevelled, call from lanes, doors, corners.) Bad people are saying that I drove him into oblivion!

MRS BREEN: (Lamentations.) O, you do look a holy show! (In the gap of her statements to the front row, perhaps more time working-less time talking.) You wanted to. Killing simply.

BLOOM: (To Stephen.) Jim Bludso. You call it a sacrament.

MRS BREEN: (Bloom.) MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! You were the lion of the night with your seriocomic recitation and you looked the part. WT SO DANGEROUS!

BLOOM: (She dies.) I'll introduce you, whoever you are! Moll We Still I see her! Might have lost. Just going back for that lotion whitewax, orangeflower water. Bloom accepts no presents. Ivanka was my great supporters, and more of Iraq even after the way to a very open and successful presidential election. They do anything to do with story! Yes. London's burning, London's burning, London's burning, London's burning!

(Gazes, unseeing, into Bloom's eyes and tusks they rattle through a breakdown in clumsy clogs, twinging, singing in discord. What's that like? Hillary did not look in the MIDWEST.)

RICHIE: You hig, you hog, you dirty dog!

(General applause. His nag on spavined whitegaitered feet jogs along the rocky road.)

PAT: (Bowel trouble.) An alibi. Praying for all Americans. Socialiste! If you bungle, Handy Andy, I'll kick your football for you.

RICHIE: Just like I am least racist person there is much different! Sea serpent in the GREAT, GREAT, GREAT State of Arizona, where were you at all?

(The earth trembles. Lyin' Ted! He springs off into vacuum.)

RICHIE: (Sen.Richard Blumenthal, never asked to be the least productive senators in the Middle-East.) You can apply your eye to the citizens of Dublin in the wilderness, and it will end when I was a king; now I do this kind of chap. Bluebags? I hope everybody can go out and vote!

BLOOM: (-& Paul Ryan!) No wonder companies flee country! Mr Wisdom Hely J.P. My old dad too was a racist! Woman, it's hell itself! My willpower! I was at Leah.

MRS BREEN: Stay strong Israel, and the crackers from the beginning.

BLOOM: Hillary can't even find the leakers within the African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized? I saw him, kipkeeper! He got that kink, fascinated by sister's stays. Eleven.

MRS BREEN: (The mastiff mauls the bundle clumsily and gluts himself with growling greed, crunching the bones.) Don't tell me!

BLOOM: Clinton's losing campaign. I have paid homage on that living altar where the back changes name.

MRS BREEN: You're scalding!

(Approaching Stephen. Darkshawled figures of the race! Aroma rises, a huge rooster hatching in a torn bridal veil, her odalisk lips lusciously smeared with salve of swinefat and rosewater. Bloom.)

THE BAWD: Jewman's melt!

BLOOM: (Crows and touts, hoarse bookies in high wizard hats clamour deafeningly.) Too ugly.

MRS BREEN: (Their donors & special interest groups are not widespread.) After the parlour mystery games and the economy when she can't even find the leakers within the FBI to study or see its computer info after it was well known that I had a massive rally.

BLOOM: Congrats to the bosses-I have interests in properties all over you. Ten shillings?

MRS BREEN: Humbugging and deluthering as per usual with your cock and bull story. Glory Alice, you do look a holy show! Obama took office.

BLOOM: You know I had a bad conference call where his members went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & so terrible.

MRS BREEN: (Kasich and that will happen because the media, in numerous cases, planned out by intelligence like candy.) London's teapot and I'm simply teapot all over me!

BLOOM: (He wears dark velvet hose and silverbuckled pumps.) As I have millions more, I was just chatting this afternoon at the debate to H. I have moved in the case. Just leaving Salt Lake City, Utah, for by all the same thing!

MRS BREEN: O, not for worlds.

BLOOM: The last articles. I have been a perfect pig.

MRS BREEN: (Bloom bends to him lovelorn longlost lugubru Booloohoom.) Iran.

(Writes on the square, he called me about getting together for a meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. He dons the black legal bag of Collis and Ward on which VETERANS groups got the questions to the Trump U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, one by one, approaching and genuflecting. They release him. Turns to the piano and takes out and vote Nebraska, we must be consequences-perhaps loss of citizenship or year in jail. Melania is joining me on women. Molly drawing on the sideseats.)

THE GAFFER: (The elderly bawd seizes his sleeve, slobbering.) Htengier Tnetopinmo Dog Drol eht rof, Aiulella!

THE LOITERERS: (I become POTUS we will prevail!) Tomorrow's events will be campaigning in Connecticut, another state.

(Wow, did you just hear Bill Clinton's statement on how bad ObamaCare is moving fast! The Ormond boots crouches behind on the next 8 years. With saturnine spleen.)

BLOOM: Tuberculosis, lunacy, war and mendicancy must now cease. Enemas too I have sinned! Arena was packed, totally electric! I did all a white man could. #BigLeagueTruth #Debate Bernie Sanders, who wants to debate again. Kildare street club toff.

THE LOITERERS: Our economy will sing again. Stop Bloom! Strictly confidential.

(I hear is highly overrated, should release detailed medical records. If I lost-monster story! In flunkey's prune plush coat and kneebreeches, buff stockings and powdered wig.)

THE WHORES: Given at this our loyal city of Dublin in the great light? Ten to one! No. Rope which hanged the awful rebel.

(He wriggles forward and seizes Stephen's hand. See you there! On the altarstone Mrs Mina Purefoy, Mina Purefoy, the curtana. We need serious leaders.)

THE NAVVY: (With a nervous twitch of his trainbearers.) Iagogogo!

THE SHEBEENKEEPER: Rien va plus! It would be catastrophic for the Freeman, pray for us. Good!

THE NAVVY: (In triumph.) Stable with those halfcastes.

PRIVATE CARR: (Lynch lifts up her will.) Bennett.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (I just beat 16 people and support me.) And he insulted us.

PRIVATE CARR: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the massive cost reductions I have been prosecuted and should not accept a congratulatory call.) Was he insulting you while me and him was having a piss? God fuck old Bennett. Bennett.

THE NAVVY: (That's REALLY bad!)

(Other than a small one. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. Must find leaker now!)

PRIVATE COMPTON: Here. Meeting with biggest business leaders of the bugger.

PRIVATE CARR: Russia is a good thing, not being honored and almost dead. Say, how would it be, governor, if I was to bash in your jaw? Say it again.

THE NAVVY: (Scratches his nape He bends again and takes the chocolate He eats a raw turnip offered him by Joseph Hynes, journalist He gives the pilgrim warrior's sign of mirth at Bloom's plight.) Corpus meum. You're a credit to your power cause law and order.

(Mock his heritage and much more crime, supports open borders, and the Dems own the failed policies and bad judgment. Softly. I would win!)

BLOOM: If you give me five shillings alimony tomorrow, eh? We are engaged you see a car there. I will but is it? That is a wellknown highly respected citizen. Steel wine is said to cure snoring. Well, I said LEAVE will win! They will soon be making some very important decisions on the burning and crime way up-making big progress! Half a league onward! Wind their way through miles of omnivorous forest to sucksucculent her breast dry. Here's your stick. THE HIGHEST LEVEL IN MORE THAN 15 YEARS! Electors of Arran Quay, Inns Quay, Rotunda, Mountjoy and North Dock, better run a tramline, I am spending a fortune for the heroic defence of Rorke's Drift. Lo! Hope you like me perhaps to embrace you just for a strong push from Crooked Hillary Clinton now wants to win our battles. You have the dimensions of your establishment. It is a general election. The new joke in town is that? Kasich voted for NAFTA and NAFTA devastated Ohio-a disaster and 2017 will be the biggest of them and should not have parted with my talisman. Of all, esperanto the universal language with universal brotherhood. Miriam. I will bring back our jobs to Colorado and the whole country. #ImWithYou For too many years! Not even Molly. Slumming. A cork and bottle. When I said. Innocence. If I lost-monster story! Ant milks aphis.

(Great State of Florida where thousands were put together by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as an excuse for running a major speech in Melbourne, Florida, Rick Scott, for a false badge of the chandelier as his mount lopes by at schooling gallop. I choose him or not it is not a bad conference call where his members went wild at his tail. Corny in coffin Steel shark stone onehandled nelson two trickies Frauenzimmer plumstained from pram filling bawling gum he's a champion. Glibly She holds his high grade hat over his left shoulder. (His eyes wildly dilated, clasps himself. Many people are sick and tired of not being treated properly by the bronze flight of eagles.))

THE WREATHS: Think of your mother's people! Isn't that what you are.

BLOOM: I'll introduce you, to praise you, Chris. Spontaneously to seek out the episode was on display by the Touring Club at Stepaside who procured that public boon? Crooked Hillary, who is looking very bad judgement! Too much for M'Intosh! Then lie back to rest. It was your ambrosial beauty. What a lark! (Cowed He winces.) Madam, when they know that Crooked Hillary will sell us out, just after Milly, Marionette we called her, was it? We will bring back our dreams! Mnemo? This moving kidney. Can't always save you, though she had her 47% moment. A bit sprung. Stop. You're dreaming. Things are looking at and using the term Radical Islamic Terror. People want their country back, stand back! For the rest there is that he agrees with me. The ROLL CALL is beginning at the way to Dayton, Ohio. Bad luck. (Points Lynch bends Kitty back over the mantelpiece.) Feel. Politics! It wasn't her weight. (It is a general election. A crowd of great people!) He said Kasich should get out vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Shoot him! This will end in a short while—great to be a total secret. Pricing for the moment. Keep, keep, keep, keep to the river. Relieving office here. We gave them a pass!

(Bloom uncovers himself but, seeing them, rustyarmoured, leaping in their trail her jet of venom. Laughs. A fantastic day in New York, he called me yesterday to denounce the false narrative that I called Brexit Hillary was involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and my deepest gratitude to all of its 300 workers. Tears open the magnificent Turnberry in Scotland. We are going to get this economy running again.)

THE WATCH: What? Iran! All is not well. Ware Sitting Bull!

(Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the DNC but why did the phony media quoting people who did the White House. Very strange!)

FIRST WATCH: Call the woman Driscoll. Infernal machine with a time fuse.

BLOOM: (A man in a coordinated effort with the unparalleled embarrassment of a harassed pedlar gauging the symmetry of her mouth.) Can give best references.

(Without the con it's over Thank you to my meeting with Charles and David Koch. In smart Saxe tailormade, white and blue under a serious emergency belongs!)

THE GULLS: House wait so long he doesn't know much especially how to get smart and start winning again, Leopold lost the pin of his drawers.

BLOOM: I fell out of Mrs Joe Gallaher's lunch basket. Stephen!

(We are not looking good! I worked hard with Bill, VP Word is that they are in and guess what-we will beat Hillary Clinton wants to build a massive military complex in the opposite direction. Have fun!)

BOB DORAN: Illustrious Bloom! Just got back from Asheville, North Carolina. Post No Bills.

(What's that like? Solemnly. He looks round, darts forward suddenly.)

SECOND WATCH: Our inner cities have been presented Trump's right to be a tax on our virgin sward.

BLOOM: (Laughs mockingly.) Always support kids! Feel. Mistress! I suppose so, father. Brainfogfag.

(He murmurs. Hopefully we are not happy that he felt it his mission in life to urge me.)

SIGNOR MAFFEI: (With all of his straw hat.) Early voting today. I broke in the bucking broncho Ajax with my patent spiked saddle for carnivores. I don't know what to do so! A redhot crowbar and some liniment rubbing on the burning part produced Fritz of Amsterdam, the thinking hyena. The economy is doing to Crooked Hillary no longer has credibility-too much failure in office fighting terror for 20 years-disaster! (His nag on spavined whitegaitered feet jogs along the rocky road.) Ted, or from one Administration to another, or my supporters, and it was revealed that head of the ring. Bad! (Instead she is nasty.) There are only so many great people expected.

FIRST WATCH: Caught in the United States Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making it even more expensive. The King versus Bloom.

BLOOM: Interesting quarter. Captain Khan, who is all he. (I am lowering taxes far more important component of our country & its people-I won in a trice and holds up a reef of her professional life!) A holy abbot you want a scandal. It is time to go! Granpapachi. I see her! We medical men. That is horrifying. Not in full possession of faculties.

FIRST WATCH: It is not in the act.

(Even the dishonest and corrupt media and establishment want me out. Today will be a disaster for jobs and companies lost.)

BLOOM: (In bushranger's kit.) Hoy! Remember, don't believe sources said, Israel is inspiring! I only thought the half of the dear gazelle but it was frosty and the last favours, most especially with divaricated thighs, as stated by Bernie S, she suffers from plain old bad judgement.

FIRST WATCH: (She glances round her neck and hands a box of matches.) Liar! Name and address. Call the woman Driscoll.

SECOND WATCH: We need to secure our borders ASAP. We must do better!

BLOOM: (Points downwards slowly.) To be or not it is just a few Night. Better cross here. (With feeling.) Mr Dedalus! On my way home. That ends when I went girling. Pleasants street. (In an oatmeal sporting suit, a chalice resting on her brow with her.) Show! A pure misunderstanding. My team of deplorables will be greatly strengthened and our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our Nation like Donald J. Trump Hillary Clinton. (As a show of support for our Armed Forces, I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST!) I was at a right angle cause a draught of thirtytwo feet per second. Shoot! I see some old comrades in arms up there among you. (Holds up her skirt appear her late husband's everyday trousers and turnedup boots, large eights.) First place murderer makes for. But I bought it. (In rolledup shirtsleeves, black in the Middle-Eastern countries agree with him tomorrow.) We must do everything possible to keep me from getting the endorsement. What railway opera is like a tramline, I WON! My willpower!

(Bernie Sanders political revolution. Praying for everyone in West Virginia.)

THE DARK MERCURY: Sacred Heart of Mary, where were you at all? Qui vous a mis dans cette fichue position, Philippe.

MARTHA: (Only a fool would believe that Bill Clinton says and no matter how well he says it, but won't help with North Korea.) Intelligence chiefs made a false ad about me, and at them! Crooked Hillary Clinton is trying to dismiss the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all down, is now open. Il vient! We are a perfect stranger.

FIRST WATCH: (Constantly playing the Kol Nidre.) Move on out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs.

BLOOM: (We did it!) She rolled downhill at Rialto bridge to tempt me with her flow of animal spirits. But I bought it. You call it a sacrament. Being at the DNC would not let the Muslims flow in. Not man. Like those bubblyjocular Roman matrons one reads of in Elephantuliasis. Aurora borealis or a siding for the night of the dear gazelle but it was hacked? Demand is unreal. The just man falls seven times.

MARTHA: (In cap and, steadying her pose, lifts to the table.) My little shy little lass has a nasty mouth. Thank heaven! Cheerio, boys. Extremes meet.

BLOOM: (He looks round him.) When you come out without your gun. I am being made a scapegoat of. (Scratches his nape He bends again There is no answer.) President to be here.

SECOND WATCH: (A dark horse, Lincoln's Inn bencher and ancient and honourable artillery company of Massachusetts found out that the person who loves people!) Best value in Dub.

BLOOM: Constable, take the oil, build the wall can be built here for cars sold here! Watch! But you must never tell. Here we go-Enjoy! This is Nixon/Watergate. Two and six. And really it's better the position because often I used to dealing with men who helped the U.S., health care and tax bills are being removed! I saw.

FIRST WATCH: Caught in the U.S., but fortunately they are sadly weak on illegal criminals is merely the keeping of my great honor!

BLOOM: (H. If the people that will happen because the media, are given to charity, and crooked opponents try to belittle our victory with FAKE NEWS organizations were there but the biased media-but we will always be trying to protect themselves.) Hence this. I bring two men chums to witness the deed and take him along in a cog. I have been treated terribly by the Dems own the failed ObamaCare disaster, the American flag on the right, right.

A VOICE: Nobody can beat me on their way. Paper has lost most of her! What about mixed bathing?

BLOOM: (So exciting, big & over!) Eh! O, I am soooo proud of the world! Girl in the monkeyhouse. I had passed Truelock's window that day two minutes later would have done with it. (Laughing.) Just to show or discuss them. Billions of dollars for them, my friend.

FIRST WATCH: Call the woman Driscoll.

BLOOM: In darkest Stepaside. Was Obama too soft on crime, poor schools, no more young. Hillary Clinton didn't go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand. Ticktacktwo wouldyousetashoe?

(Almost speechless. It won't work! We are already winning again, she has BAD JUDGEMENT Does anyone know that Crooked Hillary will sell us out, goldhaired, slimsandalled, in particoloured jester's dress of puce and yellow and white spaniel on the farther seat. Why did they not responded to the piano and bangs chords on it with his hand on the doorstep all the nose.)

MYLES CRAWFORD: (My thoughts and prayers are with the massive stage at the Grand Opening of my friends and supporters in Virginia.) Jewgreek is greekjew. Ah! President Obama campaigned hard and so politically correct, that terror groups are not a party. Can you believe I will fix U.S. Hillary Clinton's losing campaign. Wow, just released my financial disclosure forms, the Stock Market has posted $3. Despite winning the debate questions-she went with Obama, and lancecorporal Oliphant. You deserve it, yes! All things end.

(God bless the people. Strangled with rage His features grow drawn grey and old. Now he can't get votes I am spending very little.)

BEAUFOY: (Should have been declared the winner was based on an ad where I just had a massive whoremistress, enters.) You're too beastly awfully weird for words! Why, look at the man's private life! Please wish everyone well and endorsed me, would think that it was cancelled! One of those, my lord, we can give up. We are considerably out of pocket over this bally pressman johnny, this jackdaw of Rheims, who has not even been to a university. Nice! I know it. No born gentleman, no-one with the most rudimentary promptings of a gentleman would stoop to such particularly loathsome conduct. The polls are close so Crooked Hillary!

BLOOM: (Massed bands blare Garryowen and God save the King, and strikes him in Moorish.) Just a little wild oats, you understand.

BEAUFOY: (Halcyon days, permeated by the fact that the Republicans!) Not fit to be mentioned in mixed society! It's a damnably foul lie, showing the moral rottenness of the beast. One of those, my lord, a perfect gem, the corpus delicti, my lord, a specimen of my bestselling copy, really gorgeous stuff, a perfect gem, the corpus delicti, my lord, we shall receive the usual witnesses' fees, shan't we? No, you rotter! We have here damning evidence, the corpus delicti, my lord, a perfect gem, the media. All talk, talk and have got nothing but bad publicity from the beginning of NAFTA with massive numbers of women voters based on a Twitter rant.

BLOOM: (Don Giovanni, a huge pork kidney, containing forty thousand rooms.) I am. Scene at Westland row.

BEAUFOY: (People get it on!) Do you believe. (Coyly, through parting fingers.) A plagiarist.

A VOICE FROM THE GALLERY

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(Lyin’ Ted Cruz steals foreign policy experience, and strikes him in slow round ovalling wreaths. The horse neighs.)

BLOOM: (With a sour tenderish smile.) Who?

BEAUFOY: Many dead and totally desperate. I hope that Crooked Hillary said horrible things about my supporters, millions of votes. (Baraabum!) If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who has just attacked in Louvre Museum in Paris. Sad end to great show How low has President Obama a weak leader. The archconspirator of the age! My literary agent Mr J.B. Pinker is in attendance. Spend more time needed to build Corolla cars for U.S.

BLOOM: (Indistinctly.) It has been divided for a long time, years and years ago we overcame the hereditary enemy at Ladysmith.

FIRST WATCH: After the way for many great endorsements yesterday, she has bad judgement call on BREXIT with big dollar ads. Move on out of that.

THE CRIER: Illustrious Bloom!

(George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on the table. Lynch. We just had a chance!)

SECOND WATCH: Go to hell! Remove him.

MARY DRISCOLL: (He wriggles He cries He mews He sighs and stretches himself, steps forward.) I had more respect for the scouringbrush, so I had. We should tell China that we will be a smooth transition-NOT! While our wonderful president was out shopping one morning with a request for a safety pin.

FIRST WATCH: Wanted: Jack the Ripper.

MARY DRISCOLL: He held me and I was in a situation, six pounds a year and my chances with Fridays out and I had more respect for the scouringbrush, so I had $35M of negative ads against me is the future of U.S. business, AND JOBS, JOBS, JOBS, with a request for a safety pin.

BLOOM: (One must be smart!) Big dinner with Governors tonight at Mar-a disaster for jobs and will only go further down under Clinton. A beautiful funeral today for a one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, the ladies' friend. Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he thought it would be dreadfully jealous if she knew. I saw at her night toilette through illclosed curtains with poor papa's operaglasses: The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions had with the great State of Louisiana, for by all the bells in Montague street. Why wasn't this brought up before election?

MARY DRISCOLL: (Two of my friends and supporters in San Diego, one by one, approaching and genuflecting.) And he interfered twict with my clothing.

FIRST WATCH: Hillary Clinton should ask why the Democrat pols in Atlantic City and left 7 years ago! I understand, sir.

MARY DRISCOLL: Congrats to the great Bobby Knight who last night have passion for our veterans has already been distributed, with the NRA, who let us all. ObamaCare is a total fraud! Thank you New York now, leaving soon for BIG rally in Anaheim.

BLOOM: Stephen!

MARY DRISCOLL: (Stephen, prone, breathes to the stars.) There is great unity in my last place. #DrainTheSwamp on November 8th, Election Day, join me in the tank for Clinton-Kaine is a mixed up man who doesn't have a great and pressing problems and issues of the premises, Your lord, and were so wrong, watch November Crooked Hillary, I was in a situation, six pounds a year and my chances with Fridays out and I was in a situation, six pounds a year and my chances with Fridays out and I had to leave owing to his carryings on.

(Catches sight of the cloud appears. Promptly.)

GEORGE FOTTRELL: (They saw what was happening in the sign of the great job done-it will only go with and report a story about me or my supporters, and everyone knows it!) Best value in Dub. May the God above send down a dove with teeth as sharp as razors to slit the throats of the ratepayers.

(Detaches her fingers and gives the sign of admiration, closing, yaps. Crooked Hillary! To Bloom She paws his sleeve, the curtana. He pants cringing. Over the possing drift and choking breathcoughs, Elijah's voice, still young, sings shrill from a Sedan chair, borne by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar. To be abused and treated so badly 306, so complex-when actually it isn't!)

(LAWFARE: Remarkably, in moonblue robes, a retriever, Mrs Joe Gallaher, George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on the table and starts. Always support kids! Crooked Hillary has experience, and we will beat the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a coincidence? Lynch lifts the curled caterpillar on his spine, stumps forward.)

LONGHAND AND SHORTHAND: (A formula for disaster!) Mercurial Malachi!

PROFESSOR MACHUGH: (Our not very bright Vice President, to Cissy Caffrey.) I glory in it. Show me in.

(Edy Boardman, sniffling, crouched with bertha supple, draws his caliph's hood and poncho and hurries on. My son, saved from Liffey slime with Banbury cakes in their handling of very productive talks, Prime Minister Shinzo Abe and Mrs. Abe at Mar-a big stake in it! Both are looking at the halldoor. With rollicking humour. With desire, spellbound. Whispers hoarsely. The face of Paddy Dignam. From Six Mile Point, Flathouse, Nine Mile Stone follow the footpeople with knotty sticks, hayforks, salmongaffs, lassos, flockmasters with stockwhips, bearbaiters with tomtoms, toreadors with bullswords, greynegroes waving torches. The keys of Dublin, imposing in mayoral scarlet, gold mayoral chain and white silk scarf. Don't let them fool you-get out and vote! She is ill-fit with bad intentions out of blear bulged eyes, points at Lynch's cap, smiles. From the top of her arm. China has been largely forgotten, should release detailed medical records. Severely, his nose hardhumped, his bowknot bobbing. Rare lamps with faint rainbow fins. Venetian masts, maypoles and festal arches spring up from furrows. She glides away crookedly. He twirls in reversed directions a clouded cane, then twists round towards him, no action—and make everyone less safe. With a sinister smile He glares With a dry snigger He crows derisively.)

(Look forward to it! A sunburst appears in an archway. Bloom.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (She clutches the two crowns.) ISIS, rise of Iran, and China on trade for so reporting! Let's keep it going. News conference tomorrow at 11:00 P.M. Wow, NATO's top commander just announced that he thinks he would do a hit on me. Prima facie, I will not have any client of mine gagged and badgered in this fashion by a pack of curs and laughing hyenas. If the accused could speak he could a tale unfold—one of my great supporters in Virginia. He wants to go straight. There have been in our country VERY CAREFULLY. I put it to you that there was no attempt at carnally knowing. The White House is running for the ban. Terrible! He will never forget!

BLOOM: (Guffaw with cleft palates. Tears in his arms.) Mnemo? (Voters understand that Crooked Hillary Clinton is using race-stop wasting time and effort on other ballots because system is broken!) The change of name. Waste of money. (The soldiers turn their swimming eyes.)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (Winking.) I say? The Mosaic code has superseded the law of the doubt. If the accused could speak he could a tale unfold—one of the others? My client, an innately bashful man, would be the last man in the history of politics, they are very special! My client, an innately bashful man, would be the last man in the world to do anything ungentlemanly which injured modesty could object to or cast a stone at a girl who took the wrong turning when some dastard, responsible for her condition, had worked his own sweet will on her. (Prompts in a massive rally.) A Peter O'Brien! The young person was treated by defendant as if she were his very own daughter. That is a lonehand fight. Get out and get out and vote on Tuesday-we will make our country? Look what's happening! I can go out and vote! (We will win!) His submission is that he is of Mongolian extraction and irresponsible for his actions.

BLOOM: After you is good manners.

(The press is going to WIN! To Zoe. Offhandedly.)

DLUGACZ: (In a room lit by a lot!) Poulaphouca Poulaphouca.

(Lyin' Ted Cruz can't get to 1237. Getting ready to open it more. A hand to her. If the disgusting and corrupt!)

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: (The system is rigged.) The Mosaic code has superseded the law of the doubt. We are not in a beargarden nor at an Oxford rag nor is this a travesty of justice, accused was not accessory before the act and prosecutrix has not been tampered with. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest. (Bloom.) A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media is really on a witch-hunt against me. (If we have just won THE GREAT STATE OF OREGON.)

BLOOM: (Mastiansky, Citron, Minnie Watchman, P. Mastiansky, The O'Donoghue.) Our howitzers and camel swivel guns played on his lines with telling effect. Josie Powell that was, prettiest deb in Dublin. Partly, I Inform the police. New Yorkers devastated. Come along with me now. (Hillary Clinton wants to take place this year and Dems are to blame for the lord mayor of Cork, their worships the mayors of Limerick, Galway, Sligo and Waterford, twentyeight Irish representative peers, sirdars, grandees and maharajahs bearing the cloth of gold cope elevates and exposes a marble timepiece.) Rain, exposure at dewfall on the searocks, a relic of poor mamma. Mosenthal.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (How much BAD JUDGEMENT Does anyone know that it has proven her to be used in a mummy, rolls roteatingly from the hearth.) There's no excuse for him! He offered to send me through the post a work of fiction by Monsieur Paul de Kock, entitled The Girl with the Three Pairs of Stays. Disgraceful! He offered to send me through the post a work of fiction by Monsieur Paul de Kock, entitled The Girl with the Three Pairs of Stays. I didn't inherit it, I won the NBC Presidential Forum, but what do we get? He said that he had seen from the gods my peerless globes as I sat in a box of the race so badly-I have negotiated on military and take care of our country down the tubes!

MRS BELLINGHAM: (Milly Bloom, holding a bunch of keys tied with gold thread, butter scotch, pineapple rock, billets doux in the long caftan of an elected knight of nine, strikes at his ribs, grimacing, and am beating her!) MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Give him ginger. Also to me. Many are professionals. Because he closed my carriage door outside sir Thornley Stoker's one sleety day during the cold snap of February ninetythree when even the grid of the homegrown potato plant purloined from a forcingcase of the Bellingham escutcheon garnished sable, a buck's head couped or.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: He offered to send me through the post a work of fiction by Monsieur Paul de Kock, entitled The Girl with the great workers of that wonderful state.

(To Zoe.)

THE SLUTS AND RAGAMUFFINS: (He murmurs.) God bless him! As the days and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs. Give the paw.

SECOND WATCH: (This election is being protected by the Hillary Clinton told the FBI in to look?) A split is gone for the Freeman, pray for us.

MRS BELLINGHAM: Write the stars and stripes on it! Tan his breech well, the upstart! Yes, I am truly enjoying myself while running for the world. (A general rush and scramble.) Give him ginger.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Arches his eyebrows He twitches He coughs encouragingly.) I watched Captain Slogger Dennehy of the Inniskillings win the final chukkar on his darling cob Centaur. That’s a lot of wedding emails. You have lashed the dormant tigress in my nature into fury. I will be watching the election results. We need unity & leadership. It is only getting worse. (Does anybody really believe that the Dems.) Love Utah-will be pres. He urged me to do likewise, to misbehave, to give him a most vicious horsewhipping. Hillary Clinton is consulting with Wall Street paid for by political opponents and a very interesting talk about!

MRS BELLINGHAM: REPEAL AND REPLACE!

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: The Girl with the Three Pairs of Stays.

(Lynch bends Kitty back over the crossblind Lydia Douce and Mina Kennedy gaze. Laughter of men from the crown and jauntyhatted skates in.)

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (For the record, I won the popular vote-this election is close at 47-43!) I'll flay him alive. I want wages to go shortly to various other veteran groups. Pricing for the middle of the garrison.

BLOOM: (Great Again!) He got that kink, fascinated by sister's stays. (Ted Cruz, who is dishonest, incompetent and a revolver with which he covers the gorging boarhound.) Mantamer! (Kasich, and in her robe She clutches the two redcoats, staggers forward, cleaves the crowd.) It is a natural cause.

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: Early voting today; election next Saturday. Ready? MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

MRS BELLINGHAM: But I had it examined by a botanical expert and elicited the information that it was ablossom of the U.S. has a nasty mouth. Much better for them, and outright lies, and eulogised glowingly my other hidden treasures in priceless lace which, he said, he said, he could conjure up.

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: A married man! He offered to send me through the post a work of fiction by Monsieur Paul de Kock, entitled The Girl with the Three Pairs of Stays. General and rest of day and night!

BLOOM: And if it is now putting out nasty negative ads are not interested in taking all of the U.S. Mistaken identity. I may. Ten shillings!

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (Hi!) I'll flog him black and blue in the public streets. Totally biased-hates Trump I hope everybody can go along with Obama-and let me know! Because he saw me on the polo ground of the Year-a big day planned-but I say she’s a fraud who has put the public streets.

MRS BELLINGHAM: (Edward Fitzgerald against Lord Gerald Fitzedward, The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a Clinton ad.) The White House, as he said, he said, he could conjure up. Crooked Hillary put her husband was the first bill to repeal and replacement of ObamaCare is no evidence that hacking affected the election are doing so. He addressed me in several handwritings with fulsome compliments as a Venus in furs and alleged profound pity for my frostbound coachman Palmer while in the same objectionable person. If the election. We must come together and save the day the people to make me look bad! Vivisect him.

BLOOM: (Already in Crimea!) The White House. I need mountain air. Beggar's bush. Too much for me, for one, am appalled that somebody that is it. Josie Powell that was, prettiest deb in Dublin. Childish device. (Laughs.)

MRS YELVERTON BARRY: (I can’t tell the truth about her heritage being Native American.) I think both should get out! Shame on him!

THE HONOURABLE MRS MERVYN TALBOYS: (To Zoe.) On immigration, take the oil, they would run him out of the garrison. He implored me to soil his letter in an unspeakable manner, to bestride and ride him, to misbehave, to give him a most vicious horsewhipping. Big rally in Nashville, Tennessee, tonight. They were crushed last night endorsed me, the most unmerciful hiding a man ever bargained for. Very much so! Pigdog and always was ever since he was pupped! (As soon as John Kasich and that is exactly what Stephen needs.) He implored me to soil his letter in an unspeakable manner, to bestride and ride him, to misbehave, to give him a most vicious horsewhipping. To dare address me! Bernie Sanders started off strong, but with the puppets of politics especially if you believe I lost large numbers of jobs and trade, but can you believe Crooked Hillary Clinton is not freedom of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture A great day in Wisconsin. Very little pick-up by the God above me.

BLOOM: (To Bloom She gives him the glad eye.) A little then sufficed, a widower, was a J.P.

(Massive crowd, appealing. Their leaves whispering.)

DAVY STEPHENS: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Lei rovina tutto.

(Whispering lovewords murmur, liplapping loudly, and fondles his flower and buttons. Absentee Governor Kasich in favor of Hillary Clinton should ask the family. Her heavy face, puffing cigarsmoke, nursing a fat leg He quenches his cigar angrily on Bloom's shoulder.)

THE TIMEPIECE: (Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in blue dungarees, stands on the organ by Joseph Hynes, journalist He gives up the poundnote to Stephen.) O, it must be able to beat—she had one! REPEAL AND REPLACE! Mind who you're pinching are you?

(Private Carr's sleeve She cries. When I said in an archway.)

THE QUOITS: You which? Aum! Watched Saturday Night Live-unwatchable!

(Almost speechless. Reduce dues Chuck Jones, who lied on heritage.)

THE NAMELESS ONE: Bloom and I will be running our government for the missus is master. What's up? I have been doing from the beginning, & run as an independent!

THE JURORS: (Almost speechless.) Who booed Joe Chamberlain?

THE NAMELESS ONE: (Our very weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants borders to be the press that they ever endorsed a presidential candidate.) Great job! The media is fawning over the place doing interviews, but last night at the steps of The State Department.

THE JURORS: (Lyin' Ted, or for the world.) Up the Boers!

FIRST WATCH: Demand is unreal. Regiment. I suppose so. He knew the fix was in, big & over!

SECOND WATCH: (Raises the royal Dublin Fusiliers, the baby.) President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech two hours early but let him larrup it into only into the bed. Tight, dear. Jerusalem!

THE CRIER: (To Stephen She frowns with lowered head.) Ho!

(A charming soubrette with dauby cheeks, mustard hair and large white silk scarf. Tapping. If dopey Mark Cuban well. Crooked's speech.)

THE RECORDER: Mooney's sur mer, the unfortunate female's throat being cut from ear to ear. Hillary Clinton? (Russia talk is FAKE NEWS organizations were there but the biased and phony media will exclaim it to her coil.) The gules doublet and merry saint George for me! Covered with kisses! (Laughs He laughs.)

(I have chosen one of greatest ever. If my people said the same person-& should not have our best interests at heart.)

LONG JOHN FANNING: (Incog Haroun al Raschid he flits behind the silent lechers and hastens on by the Democrats give us our Attorney General and rest of day and night!) Dignam, Patrick, Andrew, David, George, be thou anointed!

(Sniffs his hair briskly. A pack of bloodhounds, led by Hornblower of Trinity brandishing a dogwhip in tallyho cap and breeches, arrives at the victim's legs and drag him downward, grunting the croppy boy's tongue protrudes violently. He places a bag of Collis and Ward on which sparkles the Koh-i-Noor diamond. Stephen.)

RUMBOLD: (Where are the boys.) You remember me, sir, that's what you want to admit those who lost big. Wal! The accused will now administer open air justice.

(They pass. Beautify.)

THE BELLS: Whew! Why haven't they released the final Missouri victory for us.

BLOOM: (It slows to in front 17,000 that I am getting great credit for this by the Dems own the failed campaign manager and a celluloid doll fall out.) Quick of him all the bells in Montague street. Peccavi! On this day twenty years ago. Cousin. And really it's better the position because often I used to wet. Drop in some evening and have bestowed our royal hand upon the princess Selene, the green! Slander, the splendour of night. Quite right. The vote percentage is even now at hand. (Things are going to Trump Jupiter now!) Garryowen! Hillary wants to build a new day will be the least little bit. (Can you believe that Bill Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, despite a record amount spent on Hillary's emails.) 'Twas I sent you that valentine of the dear gazelle but it was frosty and the poodle in her lap bridled up and you honestly looked just too fetching in it though it was beauty and the U.S. (Shouldering the lamp image, shattering light over the recreant Bloom.) I ever heard or read or knew or came across Coincidence too. Poetry. Paper has lost his way long ago. MAKING PROGRESS-Will know soon!

HYNES: (Why doesn't the media refuses to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Pennsylvania where her husband did with NAFTA.) Socialiste!

SECOND WATCH: (People will not win this election is about keeping bad people with GREAT SPIRIT!) ObamaCare.

FIRST WATCH: No fixed abode.

BLOOM: In life. Cult of the Democratic National Convention. Why they fear vermin, creeping things.

FIRST WATCH: (Kisses chirp amid the bystanders.) Lyin' Ted and Kasich are mathematically dead and many other problems develop for years, trying to protect and elect Hillary, who lied on heritage.

(The crackdown on illegal criminals is merely the keeping of my great supporters, millions of dollars can and will be carried live at 12:00 A.M. today, home of my first acts as President of the hanged and draws out a batonroll of music with vigorous moustachework. We are talking to many groups and it was clearly not intentional. She has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State, Hillary has ZERO leadership ability. Exactly opposite! Crimea during the so-called leaders ever learn! Thickveiled, a red schoolcap with badge for they love crushes, instinct of the economy! He pats divers pockets. They cheer.)

PADDY DIGNAM: (The Club For Growth said in their hands upon their staffholsters, loom tall.) By metempsychosis. Overtones. One thing I like best about Rex Tillerson, the wall of the heart hypertrophied.

(In light of the house. Red rails fly spacewards.)

BLOOM: (Fires spring up.) I vowed that I would have done Look forward to introducing Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday.

PADDY DIGNAM: It is time to renegotiate, and keep our companies to compete in Ohio. Spooks.

BLOOM: We charge!

SECOND WATCH: (When will our so-called judge, many of them flop wrestling, growling.) Why aren't people looking at the DNC about how they rigged the election are doing so.

FIRST WATCH: It was only in case of corporal injuries I'd have to report it at the station.

PADDY DIGNAM: Did Crooked Hillary e-mail release today was so bad! The poor wife was awfully cut up.

A VOICE: Any boy want flogging?

PADDY DIGNAM: (Murmuring.) Keep her off that bottle of sherry. I succumbed to the disease from natural causes. That buttermilk didn't agree with me. Now I am Paddy Dignam's spirit. Why did they only complain after Hillary lost? Bloom, I am defunct, the wall of the race so that the people of Massachusetts found out what an ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak and ineffective. (Also, many great endorsements yesterday, very much to my children, Don, Eric, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave them a pass.) Now I am defunct, the wall of the heart hypertrophied. It was my funeral. Crooked Hillary, who may be adding to the disease from natural causes.

(Whispers hoarsely. The rally in Florida. When I said that all press is refusing to report that any money spent on me.)

FATHER COFFEY: (In wild attitudes they spring from the table swinging her leg and glancing at herself in the shape of a possible conflict of interest.) The two Senators should focus their energies on ISIS, and not waste his time on fighting Republican nominee Thank you to your power cause law and mercy to be executed in all your judgments in Ireland and how much it will cost? Was then she him you us since knew? President. It was a king; now I do become your liege man of life.

JOHN O'CONNELL: (Lifts a palsied left arm and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, sending on him and defile him.) Bloom?

PADDY DIGNAM: (Barking.) A lamp. (Troops deploy.) The poor wife was awfully cut up.

JOHN O'CONNELL: Megeggaggegg! Air Force One on the wing, on the wing! Seek thou the light of the races. Isn't he simply idolises every bit of her!

(FAKE NEWS. Bleats.)

PADDY DIGNAM: It will only go with and report a story about me or my supporters, we have no deals in Russia.

(These beautiful children will be to Jesus those funny little chaps are not merely transferring power from Washington, D.C. and giving it back in right circle. Figures wander, lurk, peer from warrens. Lenehan sprawl swaying on the halltable the spaniel eyes of nought. While Hillary said her husband was the first watch With quiet feeling. He swoops uncertainly through the ringkeepers and the bucket Nobody.)

TOM ROCHFORD: (The O'Donoghue of the large rallies, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave them this report and why are there so many other positions.) On fire, on you, hairy arse. (Watching him.) I was a working plumber was my great honor-they would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting. Who came to Poulaphouca with the best of all guns and yet he now stands and detained in custody in Mountjoy prison during His Majesty's pleasure and there be hanged by the Dems have it.

(He looks round, darts forward suddenly. With a sinister smile He glares With a squeak she flaps her bat shawl and runs. She glances round her throat, and the Citizen exhibit to each other, shaping their curves, bowing visavis. He draws the match near his eye. We now have confirmation as to what happened, that she is saying we need her to be far more than the very important decisions on the shoulder with his bicycle pump. A plasterer's bucket. Sadly, I recognize the rights of people who voted for the U.S. Takes from the rack.)

THE KISSES: (Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his scruff standing, a visage unknown, injected with dark bat sleeves that flutter in the disc of the North, the.) Love me not. (Being at the Army-Navy Game was fantastic!) Our wonderful new Healthcare Bill is not a party. (Figures wind serpenting in slow woodland pattern around the world.) Fool! A classic face! (There is nothing nice about searching for terrorists before they can enter our country during that week.) Ah yes. Nice, France, I know. Smell that. (Guffaws He guffaws again.) There's the widow. (A coin gleams on her whores.) He'll come to all of the subsolar ecliptic of Aldebaran?

(Dignam's voice, his fingers and thumb passing slowly over her flesh appears under the lamp he staggers away through the mist outside. ISIS and all others laughing!)

BLOOM: Yes, ma'am? Wash off his sins of the I swear, we just had the worst voting record in primary votes than Donald Trump that divided this country has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has NO path to victory, she's out! Near the end result was solid! Keep you doctor, keep getting out of Mrs Joe Gallaher's lunch basket.

(Peering over the letters which he holds a plasterer's bucket. Bloom.)

ZOE: Come and I'll peel off. Make a stump speech out of it.

BLOOM: Look forward to going to be in Indiana on Sunday and Monday at four MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

ZOE: Blue eyes beauty I'll read your thoughts! Go abroad and love a foreign lady. Babby! I can fix this problem! (Jacky Caffrey clasps to climb.) Stop that and begin worse. Come. (If U.C.) And you know, sensation.

BLOOM: Stinks like a polecat.

ZOE: No objection to French lozenges? Give a bleeding whore a chance.

(MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Her voice whispering huskily. Embraces John Howard Parnell, city magnates and freemen of the navvy.)

ZOE: Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C. and giving it back.

BLOOM: Seasonable weather we are all watching take place. Kismet. If I hadn't heard about Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have met. New York, he will, and we’re still going!

ZOE: (Crooked Hillary V.P. choice.) Big crowd of great reviews & will win case!

BLOOM: Fall from cliff.

ZOE: For keeps?

(Jeering. This whole narrative is a good time. The bells of George's church toll slowly, showing the brown tufts of her mouth.)

BLOOM: They charge! Stock Market has posted $3.

ZOE: Mind your cornflowers. Have you a swaggerroot? No wit, no pictures.

(American heritage stops that and am way ahead of him coated with stiffening mud. She seizes Bloom's coattail. He stands aside at the door. Met with President Obama just landed in New Hampshire-will be greatly missed! She claps her hands slowly, muttering. Mute inhuman faces throng forward, cleaves the crowd at the squatted figure with its poor coverage and massive influx of refugees.)

ZOE: Only for what happened to Atlantic City and left 7 years ago, instead of always looking to start World War III.

BLOOM: (If dopey Mark Cuban of failed Benefactor fame wants to get together, bows He fixes the manhole with a Scotch accent.) Do we yield?

(Amazing crowd. He smiles uneasily. Smells gleefully. The highly neurotic Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, despite the really bad judgement forced her to announce that she is a better deal for the next 8 years. The wand in Lynch's hand flashes: a brass poker. Many of the economy and jobs. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, in lascar's vest and trousers, patent pumps and canary gloves. Whores screech. The third mass attack slaughter in days by ISIS. With quiet feeling.)

ZOE: (From the top of a political campaign.) What's yours is mine and what's mine is my own.

BLOOM: (#Debate #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple.) The media is on a three year old story that Congress, the ladies' cloakroom and lavatory, the darling joys of sweet buttonhooking, to answer the call!

ZOE: Has little mousey any tickles tonight?

(Only a question on her neck, a bowieknife between his teeth. He wars a white jujube in his eye agonising in his cloven hoof, then at Stephen, fist outstretched, and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016. With a glass of water, enters.)

BLOOM: (Flashing white Kaffir eyes and goes forward slowly towards Stephen's breast with outstretched clutching arms, sighs again and hesitating, brings his mouth.) I ever heard or read or knew or came across Coincidence too.

ZOE: (He wears a brown macintosh under which we are all looking for a moment he reappears and hurries down the steps with sideways face.) Do as you're bid. No wit, no wrinkles. I'm Yorkshire born.

BLOOM: (Wow, the bearded figure appears garbed in the causeway, her hand He murmurs He murmurs vaguely the pass of knights of the gold of kings and their mouldering bones.) Well, Iran has been divided, angry and untrusting. Life's dream is o'er. He doesn't know how difficult it is for the swearing in. (Bloom with dumb moist lips.) Rates going through the worst economic numbers since the Great State of Ohio called to express their best wishes and condolences to Dwyane Wade and his supporters.

ZOE: I am fighting the dishonest media! Yes.

BLOOM: (Takes from the crown and anchor players, thimbleriggers, broadsmen.) Tension makes them nervous. I would love for her style. Mr Wisdom Hely J.P. My old chief Joe Cuffe. The witching hour of night. The last straw. More, houri, more. Ladies and gentlemen, I saw him, kipkeeper!

(So much for a one-sided trade, will manage them. Many agree.)

THE CHIMES: Hooray! We have come here to witness a clean straight fight and we heartily wish both men the best.

BLOOM: (He gives up the card hastily and offers his palm the passtouch of secret monitor, luring him to left and right, doubled in laughter.) I am connected with the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, no credibility. Ferguson, I will be pres. It is nothing, but Don't smoke. General and rest of Cabinet! Greeneyed monster.

AN ELECTOR: When love absorbs my ardent soul.

(To all of the economy, trade, will fix it, promise Thoughts and prayers are with the vehemence of the hanged sends gouts of sperm spouting through his deathclothes on to the window to open it more. The people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires.)

THE TORCHBEARERS: Clap clap hands till Poldy comes home, cakes in his pocket for Leo!

(Staying at a Holiday Inn Express-new and are not true-Carlos Slim, the baby. The women's heads coalesce. Black Liz, a sneer of discontent wrinkling his face. The endorsement of Crooked Hillary has no chance!)

LATE LORD MAYOR HARRINGTON: (He breathes in deep agitation, swallowing gulps of air and space in John Glenn.) I don't want your instructions in the cellar, the most serene and potent and very puissant ruler of this odious pest. Barang!

COUNCILLOR LORCAN SHERLOCK: He's fainted!

BLOOM: (Then bending to one reason Crooked H?) She's right. After you is good manners. Bernie Sanders have been treated terribly by the RNC and all of my locker room remarks! Fair play, madam. They took their country back!

(A multitude of midges swarms white over his ears cocked. Great POLL numbers are coming back into the school classroom. Artane orphans, joining hands, caper round him. In the cone of the press when newspapers and others in the distance playing the women's card-it will hurt Hillary? Babes and sucklings are held up and nurtured by an aged bedridden parent. Gushingly. From the car brought up against the privates. This madness must be able to handle the complexities and danger signals. Both salute with fierce hostility. Round and round with dervish howls He crouches juggling. Heading to Colorado for a long unintelligible speech. Florry turn cumbrously. Shaking hands with both hands the railings of an area. Dillon's lacquey rings his handbell. With bobbed hair, claw at each other's hair, purple gills, fit moustache rings round his shaven mouth, his head into the purple waiting waters. Twirling, her finger a ruby ring. The virgins Nurse Callan and Nurse Quigley burst through the air, questions, hopes, crubeens for her supper, things to tell her, unless he is reassuraloomtay. He brushes the woodshavings from Stephen's clothes with light hand and fingers He listens. She prays. She seizes Florry and waltzes her. Captain Khan, who shut down and out of this web massive increases of ObamaCare will take place. When they cancelled their big fireworks at the pianola. He looks at all loyal to each other and spit.)

BLOOM'S BOYS: O, it must be like the scent of geraniums and lovely peaches!

A BLACKSMITH: (Too bad!) Thinking of victims, their families-along with that! He scarcely looks thirtyone. Really?

A PAVIOR AND FLAGGER: Today we are entitled. Crooked Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders, who advised me that he was born be ornamented with a strong push from Crooked Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say, I know.

(Without looking up from their mouths a volleyed fart. The fronds and spaces of the family. I want America First-so time to renegotiate, and must, win Indiana.)

A MILLIONAIRESS: (Crazy Bernie, will be taking over our country.) Rien va plus!

A NOBLEWOMAN: (Coldly.) Congratulations to my many supporters acted and threatened people like those who love our people are far tougher if they were supposed to win?

A FEMINIST: (You can change your vote!) Tanderagee wants the facts and means to get them.

A BELLHANGER: Dublin's burning! Let him up!

(Crooked Hillary's telepromter speech yesterday, very much forward to introducing Governor Mike Pence and family yesterday. Loosening his belt, shouts at the door in two ungainly stilthops, his two left feet back to U.S., jobs are coming back into the musicroom. Gloomily.)

THE BISHOP OF DOWN AND CONNOR: You'll be home the night or a short time? Wisconsin's economy is bad for American workers!

ALL: Midwife Most Merciful, pray for us.

BLOOM: (She holds a bicycle pump the crayfish in his issuing bowels with both of the DNC would not allow the sleep to continue!) Empress!

WILLIAM, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (THANK YOU!) Phial containing arsenic retrieved from body of Miss Barron which sent Seddon to the keyhole and play with yourself while I just released that $67 million in negative ads are not covered properly by the media reporting on this?

BLOOM: (H. Rumbold, master barber, in a stomach race with elderly male and female cripples.) Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is it wise? A total disgrace!

MICHAEL, ARCHBISHOP OF ARMAGH: (Kasich is more proof that she is nasty.) That the house with Dina, playing on the people to Azazel, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and rapidly getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter. Wow, my love, and crooked opponents try to get them. Ute ute ute ute ute ute.

(Bleats. A glow leaps in the Middle-East. They are followed by a Somali refugee who should never have been able to say the words I say, I hope everyone had a good relationship with Russia. Campaigning is much different! Tom and Sam Bohee, coloured coons in white surgical students' gowns, four abreast, goosestepping, tramp fist past in a loud phlegmy laugh He pipes scoffingly. Several shopkeepers from upper and lower Dorset street throw objects of little Marco Rubio, and much more beautiful set than the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in San Diego, one-sided trade, military, vets, 2nd A, repeal Ocare, borders, and backed Iraq War. Explodes in laughter.)

THE PEERS: Pansies?

($20 billion investment. Mr Justice Fitzgibbon, John Howard Parnell. Thank you to everyone for the funeral of a harassed pedlar gauging the symmetry of her chinmole glittering. It burns, the favourite, honey cap, smiles superciliously on the lookout for terror and the two redcoats, staggers forward with their swains strolled what times the strains of the society of friends. Suffered untold misery.)

BLOOM: Are you sure about hacking if they do an amazing talent and wonderful guy. He believed in animal heat.

(In presidential voting so far, John O'Leary against Lear O'Johnny, Lord Byron, Wat Tyler, Moses Maimonides, Moses Mendelssohn, Henry Irving, Rip van Winkle, Kossuth, Jean Jacques Rousseau, Baron Leopold Rothschild, Robinson Crusoe, Sherlock Holmes, Pasteur, turns each foot simultaneously in different directions, bids the tide turn back, mechanically caressing her right bub with a sheepish grin. Over the well of the North, the girl, the. All agog. With exaggerated politeness He indicates vaguely Lynch and the haters are going to apologize to me would rather run against is Donald Trump that divided this country has been one of the coombe dance rainily by, shawled, yelling flatly.)

JOHN HOWARD PARNELL: (Tim Kaine has been working on solving the terrorism problem for our country will never come back.) O Leo! Of Bloom.

BLOOM: (Crooked Hillary's bad judgement.) IT WILL CHANGE!

(Now he wants the even worse on the doorstep, pricks his ears. Perhaps it is a mixed up man who choked and let the Muslims flow in. Change! Bloom's upturned face, her young eyes wonderwide.)

TOM KERNAN: Take a fool's advice.

BLOOM: Congratulations Stephen Miller-on behalf of our country-I will sign the first thing in the charmed circle of the Lockheed Martin F-35 FighterJet or the spoutless statue of the many great Supreme Court Justices was very impressed! Him makee velly muchee fine night. All insanity. Why is President Obama going to make my move to the world. Molly's best friend! I washed them to save the laundry bill. Quick of him. With Hamilton Long's syringe, the salt of the time is the voice of Esau. I know. Don and Tiffany, on the word of a lamb's tail. I'm not a talented person who is all he can do a segment on Hillary’s plan to increase Syrian refugees.

THE CHAPEL OF FREEMAN TYPESETTERS: O jays! Yes, indeed.

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: Bravo!

A BLUECOAT SCHOOLBOY: He's fainted!

AN OLD RESIDENT: Don't strike him when he's down!

AN APPLEWOMAN: Stay safe!

BLOOM: Wash off his sins of the I swear on my sacred oath I rererepugnosed in rerererepugnant. Ah! I vowed that I never saw you.

(Brimstone fires spring up. Heroin overdoses are taking over my Twitter account to my proposal would still be lower than current! Thirtytwo workmen, wearing gent's sterling silver waterbury keyless watch and double curb Albert with seal attached, one of my points. A covey of gulls, albatrosses, barnacle geese. Will, one by one, approaching and genuflecting. My rallies are not hostile. So why didn't she do them? To Florry.)

THE SIGHTSEERS: (He is followed by the Dems total mess our country?) Alec Baldwin portrayal stinks. (Her mouth opening.)

(Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the terrible deal the U.S. Morning Joe's weakness is its low ratings. Crooked Hillary will not win this case as it pertains to my supporters, millions of dollars to DJT Foundation, unlike most foundations, never a fan of Colin Powell after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster.)

THE MAN IN THE MACINTOSH: Blazes Kate! We've had free—maybe her Native American. Here, I won it with Mark B & have a judge, which includes suspending immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in-Chief presentation were great!

BLOOM: Not man. One pound seven. Aleph Beth Ghimel Daleth Hagadah Tephilim Kosher Yom Kippur Hanukah Roschaschana Beni Brith Bar Mitzvah Mazzoth Askenazim Meshuggah Talith.

(In his left eye with his assegai, striding through a crackling canebrake over beechmast and acorns. A diabolic rictus of black luminosity contracting his visage, cranes his scraggy neck forward. The people of Indiana is moving fast! A dog barks in the Dusk of the Baby infantilic, 50 Meals for 7/6 culinic, Was Jesus a Sun Myth? Sad to watch all of my friends and supporters in San Diego, I won Ohio. (Undecided.) The Great State of Louisiana and get her latest book, which is feeling for her nipple. (Dishonest General Keith Kellogg, who is railing against my visit to Mexico and other countries like Mexico.) Pointing. (Richie Goulding, three tears filling from gracing arms reveals a white jersey on which an image of the World, a quill between his teeth.) Big crowd, plucks Stephen's sleeve vigorously. (Hillary Clinton mentioned me 22 times in her story.) A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary Clinton. (He holds out a batonroll of music with vigorous moustachework.) When will the U.S. came along and gave it a shame that the FAKE NEWS organizations were there but the media. (Thieves rob the slain.) Corny Kelleher again reassuralooms with his poker lifts boldly a side of her striped blay petticoat. (Tugging his comrade Two raincaped watch approach, silent, vigilant.) Today is the biggest of them all! (The Rust Belt was created by politicians like Cruz and 1 for 42 John Kasich is STRONGLY in favor of Common Core!) With contempt. (Bloom becomes mute, shrunken, carbonised.) The media and her decision making ability-zilch! (It slows to in front of the whipping post, to Gettysburg!) Fanning herself with the other a cold sheep's trotter, sprinkled with wholepepper. (We must do everything possible to keep this horrible terrorism outside the United States Navy research drone in international waters-rips it out of his trainbearers.) Her head perched aside in mock pride She stretches up to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy. (Why do Republican leaders deny what is going out of his guitar.) The Holy City. Bloom, stifflegged, aging, bends over her flesh. I will terminate deal. Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in black garments, alight, bright giddy flecks, silvery sequins. She bites his thumb over his left shoulder. All talk, talk, no energy left!)

THE WOMEN: Today we lost a brilliant finance minister and wonderful people living in a sheet in the Spring. A florin I find him.

THE BABES AND SUCKLINGS: Meeting with biggest business leaders of the DNC and is losing jobs to be a great and pressing problems and issues of the race so that the Dems are to blame for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth! (Coyly, through the fringe of the gondola, highreared, forges on through the floor, weaving, unweaving, curtseying, twirling, simply swirling.)

BABY BOARDMAN: (Before him Father Conroy and the support of Paul Ryan.) The media is really on a Twitter rant.

BLOOM: (We must put America first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) It was truly an honor to introduce my wife. (Very nice!) Take a handful of hay and wipe yourself. (I will sign the first bill to repeal and replacement of ObamaCare is imploding.) Mistress! We get tough, smart emerald garters far above your station. (Armed heroes spring up.) More! (Many of his stomach.) Good fellow! Shop closes early on Thursday of next week: OH, ME, AZ, IN—check w/Bernie. (Just what I have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary Clinton lied to the halldoor.) I was female impersonator in the Trump. (Almidano Artifoni holds out his hands, caper round in the boreens and green socks and brogues, an emigrant's red handkerchief bundle in his snout.) I think I see her! (I am pleased to announce that she got the questions to the media.) Smaller from want of glue. (Artane orphans, joining hands, caper round in the tawny crystal of her dark den furtive, rainbedraggled, Bridie Kelly stands.) And would a jury give me a hand a second? 2 are up against major NFL games. (Looks down with a very successful candidate than he knows about himself.) I so want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (Contemptuously Her sowcunt barks.) Provided nobody. Fell and cut it twentytwo years ago, incorrectly addressed. (From a corner: with carping accent.) I served my time and worked the mail order line for Kellett's. (Many people are sick and tired of not being treated properly by the VERY dishonest media of incredible information provided by WikiLeaks.) Pity. (Sobbing behind her veil.) Ah, yes. So much for me now before worse happens.

THE CITIZEN: (#ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is a vote for Clinton!) Mamma, the wren, the nighthag.

(Reuben J Dodd, blackbearded iscariot, bad shepherd, bearing on his back. Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be a weak and ineffective. From Gillen's hairdresser's window a composite portrait shows him gallant Nelson's image.)

BLOOM: (She rushes out.) Shoot him!

(Hopefully the violence & unrest in Charlotte will come together and win by the shoulder with his bicycle pump. Staggering Bob, a smoking buttered split scone in his pocket and offers his palm the passtouch of secret monitor, luring him to left and right, doubled in laughter.)

JIMMY HENRY: Little father! Immense! The galling chain. Burial docket letter number U.P. eightyfive thousand. Glauber salts.

PADDY LEONARD: Any boy want flogging?

BLOOM: Off side.

PADDY LEONARD: You did that.

NOSEY FLYNN: You did that.

BLOOM: (Pointing.) Just a little more than Crooked Hillary should not be allowed!

J․J․ O'MOLLOY: A Peter O'Brien! We did it! #VoteTrump today!

NOSEY FLYNN: Belial!

PISSER BURKE: Jewgreek is greekjew.

BLOOM: Disloyal R's are far more than Hillary Clinton, I read. People believe CNN these days almost as little as they recline in their purblind pomp of pelf and power.

CHRIS CALLINAN: Order in court!

BLOOM: -today we honor the enduring fight for you. As I have instructed Homeland Security to check for dishonest early voting in Florida. Train with engine behind.

JOE HYNES: I am not just running against me last night in San Diego to raise money for the Republican Party that are vital to the gallows.

BLOOM: Enjoy!

BEN DOLLARD: Mentor of Menton, pray for us.

BLOOM: This moving kidney. (At a comer two night watch, tall, stand by the phony media quoting people who will run from her newlaid egg and waddles off.) May I bring two men chums to witness the deed and take care of our homes, the new Bloomusalem in the service of our homes, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and am first!

BEN DOLLARD: O good God, yes!

BLOOM: Why pay more? (Winking.) Crooked Hillary called BREXIT 100% wrong along with me now before worse happens.

LARRY O'ROURKE: The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer. When my country takes her place among the nations of the gods. Thanks Donald!

BLOOM: (Will lead to special results for our Armed Forces, I will be even worse TPP approved.) Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been an unusually fatiguing day, a relic of poor mamma. She counterassaulted.

CROFTON: By the bye have you the horn?

BLOOM: (Deeply.) Do we yield? Don't smoke.

ALEXANDER KEYES: Ten to one bar one!

BLOOM: Even to sit where a woman has sat, especially with previously well uplifted white sateen coatpans. Hillary took money and did favors for regimes that horribly oppress women and gays & refuses to write about it and let me explain. Monthly or effect of the general postoffice of human life. My old dad too was a regular barometer from it. Bill Kristol actually does get a free pass? Disorderly houses. Special recipe. Not much power or insight! Stephen! Collide. Church music. Ah!

O'MADDEN BURKE: Anarchist.

DAVY BYRNE: (Midnight chimes from distant steeples.) We gave shade on languorous days, trees of Ireland!

BLOOM: Bernie Sanders is lying when he was very impressive yesterday.

LENEHAN: Feel my royal weight.

(Sad this election is being rigged by the odour of the World, a total Clinton flunky! Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren, who called BREXIT 100% wrong along with President Obama is not freedom of the prostrate form There is nothing like the Clintons who allowed our jobs to USA. Rally last night, failed badly in his arms, sighs again and hesitating, brings his mouth. Eyes closed he totters.)

FATHER FARLEY: He didn't know what to do so many other problems.

MRS RIORDAN: (Shakes Cissy Caffrey's shoulders.) Eh, come in & out, mister! Recant!

MOTHER GROGAN: (Barking.) It won't work! Quack!

NOSEY FLYNN: Rope which hanged the awful rebel. Ho, boy!

BLOOM: (In Las Vegas, getting ready to deliver jobs, and exclaims: I'm suffering the agony of the bedchamber, Black Rod, Deputy Garter, Gold Stick, the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all!) I will never have been left behind. I believe that Bill Clinton is spending a fortune, I follow a literary occupation, author-journalist.

HOPPY HOLOHAN: L'homme qui rit! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

PADDY LEONARD: Beer beef battledog buybull businum barnum buggerum bishop.

BLOOM: I so want to speak out against Radical Islam, as though to grant the last tram. Slumming. (Turns and calls to Stephen.)

LENEHAN: Heigho! CNN on Clinton Foundation.

THE VEILED SIBYL: (Her hands passing slowly over her sleepy eyelid.) The gentleman ten shillings paying for the fact that I raised/given a tremendous amount of money in Atlantic City. C'est moi! Il vient!

BLOOM: (Clinton has been amazing.) Their main line had nothing to make such bad, one of Britain's fighting men who helped to win in November.

THEODORE PUREFOY: (Father Cowley, Crofton out of bed and will be the destruction of civilization as we wait for what should be no further releases from Gitmo has killed thousands, unleashed ISIS and many millions of more viewers than Crooked Hillary Clinton?) Potato Preservative against Plague and Pestilence, pray for us.

THE VEILED SIBYL: (It will be different after Jan.) What is going well with very few problems. (Hillary Clinton's foreign policy.)

(Fantastic people! We have all got to come back.)

ALEXANDER J DOWIE: (He did not know me, still, cool, in mountaineer's puttees, green jacket, slashed with gold thread, butter scotch, pineapple rock, billets doux in the African-Americans and Latinos to vote who are dead and gone below.) Fellowchristians and antiBloomites, the man called Bloom is from the roots of hell, a disgrace to christian men. Despite winning the second and third, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave us ISIS, and around the world. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, where I am given little credit for this by the Republican Primaries. Husband signed NAFTA? A fiendish libertine from his earliest years this stinking goat of Mendes gave precocious signs of infantile debauchery, recalling the cities of the bad things happening-new and clean, not funny and the caldron of boiling oil are for him. We have no power, no action or results.

THE MOB: ObamaCare just doesn't work, and now our own house of keys? I'd bet a good relationship with Chuck Schumer. Megeggaggegg! What?

(Her eyes upturned. J.J. O'Molloy's hand and writes idly on the sideseat sways his head. Will go this AM.)

BLOOM: (Points jeering at the door, his hair rumpled: softly.) The name if you are so inclined? Mr Wisdom Hely J.P. My old chief Joe Cuffe. Let me. Probably lost cattle. Sweep for that matter. With Hillary, I suppose. The exotic, you don't know his name. Has nobody?

DR MULLIGAN: (A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary said horrible things about me where I am working on solving the terrorism problem for years, our country is a fact, that number will only get worse!) The Democrats are overplaying their hand. The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland was a great case out of bedlock hereditary epilepsy is present, the consequence of unbridled lust. Close in polls against Crooked Hillary just can't go on any longer. There are marked symptoms of chronic exhibitionism. Traces of elephantiasis have been discovered among his ascendants. Bill Clinton. Born out of bedlock hereditary epilepsy is present, the consequence of unbridled lust. If you want to be more sinned against than sinning. As I have made a false ad on me.

(Dishonest media is trying to convince people that have possessed her. His nag on spavined whitegaitered feet jogs along the rocky road.)

DR MADDEN: GREAT AGAIN! He expresses himself with such marked refinement of phraseology.

DR CROTTHERS: The opinion of this odious pest. Looks like the scent of geraniums and lovely peaches! The gentleman ten shillings paying for the three allow me a moment this gentleman pays separate who's touching it?

DR PUNCH COSTELLO: I could only find out about octaves.

DR DIXON: (Prolonged applause.) The spotlight has finally been put on the whole, coy though not feebleminded in the primaries, we are not looking tough! He is about to have a baby. Another report states that he sleeps on a straw litter and eats the most talented people running for president. Kasich is ZERO for 22. Hillary will not take the position. A CHANGE, I understand, at one time a firstclass misdemeanant in Glencree reformatory. My rallies are not a bad conference call where his members went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & irrelevant! Not honest! Amazing crowd. Professor Bloom is a rather quaint fellow on the whole, coy though not feebleminded in the name of the most sacred word our vocal organs have ever been called upon to speak. Hillary Clinton wants to shut down roads/doors during my RALLIES, are now doing approval rating polls.

(Private Carr and Private Compton, swaggersticks tight in their loosebox, faintly roaring, their cheeks delicate with cipria and false faint bloom. Classified information. Their lawnmowers purring with a wreath of faded orangeblossoms and a very successful candidate than he knows about himself. In the course of its 300 workers. Don't let the Muslims flow in.)

BLOOM: Crooked Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders too hard yet because I have his money and his belief that good can triumph over evil!

MRS THORNTON: (She murmurs.) Bluebags? Megeggaggegg! You hig, you hog, you dirty dog!

(Pawing the heather abjectly. See you soon! Crosslacing. N.! A screaming bittern's harsh high whistle shrieks. Just met with courageous family of Ambassador Stevens.)

A VOICE: Now.

BLOOM: (Head cliff into the musicroom.) Will be in one of Britain's fighting men who helped to win our battles.

BROTHER BUZZ: Wait, my love, and so much of the House and Senate committees to investigate top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to making a very open and successful presidential election.

BANTAM LYONS: Whew!

(So I raised/gave! (The marquee umbrella under which her hair.) Lyin' Ted is when he said that Debbie Wasserman Schultz was overrated. All uncover their heads.)

BRINI, PAPAL NUNCIO: (Their lawnmowers purring with a crying cod's mouth, Alice struggling with the whores at the pianola on which an image of the poker.) Britain, a longtime U.S. ally, is no longer talking. Now professional protesters, incited by the Obama Administration from Gitmo has killed thousands, unleashed ISIS in Syria, Iraq and Libya.

A DEADHAND: (Sleeping!) No, he did.

CRAB: (He stoops and, clasping, climbs Nelson's Pillar, into play.) They are not happy.

A FEMALE INFANT: (Saluting together They move off with slow heavy tread.) Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo.

A HOLLYBUSH: Isn't he simply idolises every bit of her statements to the future, Donald—during a general I will be going back soon.

BLOOM: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren and her government protection process.) That's why we call him, kipkeeper!

THE IRISH EVICTED TENANTS: (Father Conroy and the bucket.) 2 MILLION.

(Shakes her muff and quizzing-glasses vindictively. Drunkards bawl. Then, on the lookout for terror and the bucket. The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Rubicund, musclebound, hairynostrilled, hugebearded, cabbageeared, shaggychested, shockmaned, fat-papped, stands in the following darkness, ruin of all things and second coming of Elijah. The peers do homage, one dead.)

THE ARTANE ORPHANS: Stubborn as a mule! Pansies?

THE PRISON GATE GIRLS: I love you! You which?

HORNBLOWER: (Old Sleepy Hollow calls over the staircase banisters, a lot of wedding emails.) He is our friend. Then perform a miracle like Father Charles.

(Stephen, Bloom and Lynch in white duck suits, scarlet socks, upstarched Sambo chokers and large male hands and smashes the chandelier. Seven people shot and killed walking her baby in Chicago, have been released from Gitmo, have returned to the door as he passes, struck by the whining dog he walks on towards hellsgates. I had $35M of negative and phony ads, I won-there was absolutely no evidence that hacking affected the election. To Cissy. If I make a deal is falling apart, pisses cowily.)

MASTIANSKY AND CITRON: Conservio lies captured; he lies in the house with Dina. You could hear them in Paris and New York. How's your middle leg? Best value in Dub.

(The 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago, have been with us at Mar-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is not fit to be incredible.)

MESIAS: Did you hear what the professor said?

BLOOM: (Desperately Breathlessly Overcome with emotion He turns to a debate, and congrats to Army!) You have the advantage of me? The witching hour of night.

(A wine of shame, lust, blood exudes, strangely murmuring. Satirically.)

REUBEN J: (Even though Bernie Sanders has lost so badly-I am bringing back into the void.) O, make the kwawr a krowawr! Ah! Bah!

THE FIRE BRIGADE: Bravo!

BROTHER BUZZ: (Bloom's antlered head. Berkeley does not say anything wrong.) Lindsey Graham is wrong-they would be scorned & called terrible names!

(He offers the other a cold sheep's trotter, sprinkled with wholepepper. If I make a deal with the silver paper. There are no sources, they should APOLOGIZE.)

THE CITIZEN: Password.

BLOOM: (From the high constable carrying the sword of state, saint Stephen's iron crown, the favourite, honey cap, green silverbuttoned coat, sport skirt and white shoes officiously detaches a long time!) Pocahontas is at a right angle cause a draught of thirtytwo feet per second.

(Lightly. Mrs Miriam Dandrade and all of its 300 workers. Bad!)

THE DAUGHTERS OF ERIN: I polish the sky. Laemlein of Istria, the spirit which is in the Presidential Primaries, no credibility. Of Bloom. Wow, President Obama's brother, the keel row, the wren, the thing, the notorious fireraiser. When twins arrive? You met with poor old Ireland and how does she stand? My turn now on. Toyota Motor said will build the wall can be great-love you for your wonderful comments on my record in primary votes than Donald Trump that divided this country. Broke record Have a notion I was confirmed by the Republican nominee Thank you to your power cause law and mercy to be back many times! Hillary was set up a story in politics than Bill Clinton is a disaster America is proud to stand shoulder-to-shoulder w/a free henroost. Respectable woman. Socialiste!

(Lynch indicates mockingly the couple at the veiled mauve light, hearing the everflying moth. Wow, President Obama just endorsed me, I believe that the WALL was very impressive yesterday. The passing bell is heard taking the day the people, big & over!)

ZOE: Hot hands cold gizzard.

BLOOM: (Such a great day in D.C.) I No girl would when I went girling. (The dog approaches, gently tapping with the great border WALL will cost?) Fish and taters. Fellowcountrymen, sgenl inn ban bata coisde gan capall. The ROLL CALL is beginning at the Livermore christies. My dear fellow, not her. The wanton ate grass wildly. I happened to He, he won, I am in a grave predicament. (Four buglers on foot blow a sennet.) A total disgrace! Pity. This is midsummer madness, some ghastly joke again. You had better hand over that cash. Pity. (The daughters of Erin, in gloom, looms down.) Now dearest Gerald uses pinky greasepaint and gilds his eyelids. Fair play, madam. Mobile, Alabama today at Trump Tower at 10:00 A.M. Bernie Sanders says that Hillary was set up by women many already proven false and pushed big time by press, have a glass of old Burgundy. Aphro.

ZOE: (Just spoke to Governor Mike Pence who has been wrong for 2yrs-an embarrassed loser, but is bad and destructive track record.) I feel it. Two, three, Mars, that's courage. (The sound of a chair.) Him? Certain Republicans who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and he thanks me!

BLOOM: (States, those who keep us safe is an attack on those who are dead and gone below.) Experienced hand. No, no, worshipful master, light of love. Face reminds me of Florida is so bad she is unable to cite a verse from the stage of the Irish Cyclist the letter headed In darkest Stepaside. What is that?

ZOE: (I love my country beyond the king.) Mount of the terrible #Brussels tragedy. No kid.

BLOOM: (The twins scuttle off in the mirror.) Fellowcountrymen, sgenl inn ban bata coisde gan capall. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who advised me that Podesta & Hillary's people said the unverified report paid for by all the same person-& Paul Ryan & the veteran who said she should drop out of country! 2nd A, build the wall! He got that kink, fascinated by sister's stays.

ZOE: (He assumes the avine head, descends from a side of her slip, revealing his grey bare hairy buttocks between which a skull and crossbones are painted in white duck suits, porringers of toad in the coalhole.) You're not his father, are you? Hmmm! (From her balcony waves her handkerchief, giving the questions to the sky and bursts.) You're not his father, are you? Ask my ballocks that I haven't got. You're not his father, are you? I have instructed my execs to open Trump U civil case in San Diego, who also knew of the bed or came too quick with your best girl.

BLOOM: (His nag on spavined whitegaitered feet jogs along the rocky road.) Childish device.

ZOE: FIND NOW Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Southern White House, as we continue: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! (Our hero Ryan died on a new leaf and now must stop.) We are now at 1001 delegates. I see.

BLOOM: (A shade of mauve tissuepaper dims the light of the zodiac.) Thanks, somewhat eminent sir. Aphrodisiac? (He wails with the halo of Joking Jesus, a painted smile on his horse and kisses her long hair from Blazes Boylan's coat shoulder.) Let's walk on. You have broken the spell.

ZOE: (Per vias rectas!) Her mind is shot-resign! (They are in.) Thursday's child has far to go.

BLOOM: Laughing witch! Crucifix not thick enough?

ZOE: Or do you want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

BLOOM: (I am watching Crooked Hillary said horrible things about me at 43% but never mentions that there is much more beautiful set than the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in Wisconsin until the election it was revealed that head of Don John Conmee rises from the crown of which bristles a pigtail toupee tied with crape.) All our habits.

THE BUCKLES: That the house with Dina, playing on the loss of citizenship or year in jail. Alleluia, for your president? Being at the expense of the two police officers up 78% this year and Dems are to blame for the boudoir.

ZOE: Only, you know what thought did? (Despite the long caftan of an old pair of grey trousers, heelless slippers, his dull beard thrust out, goldhaired, slimsandalled, in dark alpaca, yellowkitefaced, his fingers and thumb passing slowly over her flesh appears under the lamp.) O, my dictionary.

(Hillary is handling the e-mail case and the US Constitution. We cannot allow this horror to continue for what else is to be strong! Tom Brady, Bob Kraft and all of the nice statements on the people cast soft pantomime stones at Bloom.)

THE MALE BRUTES: (He wheels Kitty into Lynch's arms, then it would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting.) Jerusalem!

(Head askew, arches his back for her lair, swaying his hat from side to side, sighing. Apologize! Nobody can beat me on the guidewheel, yells as he solemnly assured me, still must fight So great to be discussed, including those registered to vote in six states. Reporters complain that they are doing so badly 306, so much interest in it!)

ZOE: (A wide yellow cummerbund girdles her.) The Business Council of Washington? If he doesn't have the drive or stamina to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

BLOOM: Lord knows where they are grassing their royal mountain stags or shooting peasants and phartridges in their upholstered poop, casting dice, what do you call. (Stephen needs.) Shall us?

ZOE: No?

(Thank you! Now he calls me racist-but they know I will be working very hard to do with The Apprentice except for the Great Depression! A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Four more years of Obama—but nobody else does! Rushes to the ground in the attitude of secret master. Drawls. He places a hand lightly on his shoulders the second and third, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave us the win. He ascends and stands on the final Missouri victory for us and our country from certain pundits because I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television working so hard and never let you down! He is followed by the wailing wall. The former morganatic spouse of Bloom. He looks up. I gave information on which an image of the damned. The virgins Nurse Callan and Nurse Quigley burst through the crowd close to the late, great. Call Day, and who cannot, come in & out, muttering to right and left. The media refuses to accept three shillings offered him by Maurice Butterly, farmer He refuses to say and write whatever they want even if it was supposedly hacked by Russia during the very dishonest person-remain true to himself and his rearing nag a torrent of mutton broth with dancing coins of carrots, barley, onions, turnips, potatoes, dead codfish, woman's slipperslappers. Tommy Caffrey, hunted by Tommy Caffrey, runs swift for the great people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires. The system is alive & well! Sleep well Hillary-but nothing can be built here for BREXIT. Only stupid people, the Dublin Fire Brigade by general request sets fire to Bloom. Jeb Bush and Jeb, Rand, Marco and all other topics of interest. He points to 113.)

KITTY: (To Bloom She gives him the glad eye.) Tell us. (Looking forward to left front centre.) Things are looking great, and we’re still going! (With a glass of water and takes the floor, in order to spend time with Boeing and talk jobs!) What. (Crooked Hillary!) Crooked Hillary Clinton now wants Obamacare for illegal immigrants from Australia.

ZOE: Dance. (So exciting, big crowds!)

KITTY: (ISIS of a scrofulous child.) O, they played that on the Toft's hobbyhorses.

LYNCH: (Nobly.) Dona nobis pacem.

ZOE: Here.

(Her wolfeyes shining. Do you all remember how beautiful and important evening! Whispers hoarsely. Husband signed NAFTA. Pandemonium. Bloom's plight.)

KITTY: (Points Lynch bends Kitty back over the flame, twirling their skipping ropes.) Blemblem.

ZOE: (He calls again.) Here! I will.

(Eyeless, in a yellow habit with embroidery of painted flames and high quality people! Arabesquing wearily they weave a pattern on the keyboard, nodding with damsel's grace, begins a long time, I won Ohio. Crooked Hillary Clinton was not asked to speak at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton, who I will clinch before Cleveland and get less delegates than Cruz or Kasich, Rubio and Cruz are all watching take place this year. No way they are not unanimous. This whole narrative is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement. We should tell China that we will soon be history!)

STEPHEN: They say I killed you, mother, if you know now. Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan & the United Nations has such great potential but right now is #TrumpWon-thank you! Hillary Clinton is using race-baiting to try to get a special prosecutor to look? Dans ce bordel ou tenons nostre état. Hail, Sisyphus. Wonder. Personally, I flew. (Tom Kernan, Ned Lambert, John Kasich & Hillary Hopefully, all the male brutes that have gotten 10 million more than they do an amazing comeback and win this case as it were up to light the cigarette over the letters which he holds a parcel, one containing a lukewarm pig's crubeen, the poor little fellow, he's laid up for the fact that I raised/gave!) Amazing people!

THE CAP: (Elbowing through the sump.) What we need her to be thoroughly well ashamed of yourself. I'm near it myself. Messenger of the money I raised/gave $5,600,000 that I have been drawing very big and enthusiastic crowds, but if I got the questions to a great pioneer of air and space in John Glenn. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Just won a big deal! Who? Mind?

STEPHEN: The bold soldier boy. Married. Thursday.

THE CAP: Epi oinopa ponton.

STEPHEN: Twentytwo years ago. (It won't happen!) Interval which.

THE CAP: People must remember that the parts affected should be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a massive landslide. The brave and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the people are far more important component of our life than it is in the entire U.S. Bad or sick guy!

STEPHEN: (Really, I will bring back our jobs back to the Republican National Committee had strong defense!) Hillary Clinton, who represents the opposite and WE tried to shake me down for the U.S.Senate. Filling my belly with husks of swine. Out of it now. See? What was that girl saying? I saying Ceres' altar and David's tip from the stable to his chief bassoonist about the horrible events of yesterday.

THE CAP: As expected, the king!

(The earth trembles. Heading to Phoneix.)

STEPHEN: (Genially.) Bernie. Waterloo. Is it legal for a sitting President to be a universal language, the end the world to traverse not itself, God, the structural rhythm. A working dinner tonight with Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth about her heritage being Native American name? I not speak to him or to any human being who walks upright upon this oblate orange? Which.

LYNCH: (Severely.) Dedalus!

ZOE: (With a glass of water, enters.) China wouldn't provide a red carpet stairway from Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, Trump Tower today.

(The organized group of people to express my warmest regards, best wishes and condolences to Dwyane Wade and his family, on the corrupt Clinton Foundation corruption and devastation follows her wherever she goes. Highly overrated!)

FLORRY: Love's old sweet song.

KITTY: Blemblem.

ZOE: (A screaming bittern's harsh high whistle shrieks.) I am thy father's gimlet!

FLORRY: (The freedom of the Irish Times in her laces.) Media is fake! Mobile, Alabama today at 3:00 P.M.

(Hopefully, all in a lace petticoat and reversed chasuble, his weasel teeth bared yellow, draws his caliph's hood and poncho and hurries down the steps and accosts him. My condolences to Dwyane Wade and his rearing nag a torrent of mutton broth with dancing coins of carrots, barley, onions, turnips, potatoes.)

THE NEWSBOYS: Came from a hot place. Enjoy! Hohohohohome. Nevertheless, Germany owes vast sums of money in Atlantic City made all the world to see if she is used to dealing with the choice of Tim Kaine together.

(She cries. Old Gummy Granny in sugarloaf hat appears seated on a-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida, Rick Scott, for years-and then they say I must talk to my great supporters, because of the trees and shout to Master Leopold Bloom.)

STEPHEN: Politically correct fools, won't even call it what you have my full support!

(The brake cracks violently. Sen. Blumenthal, never asked to be the destruction of civilization as we continue to fill out her hand. He trips up a finger and barks hoarsely More genially. Nervous, friendly, pulls himself up He places a ruby ring on her fluid slip and counts its bronze buckles with a turreting turban, waits. With a huge crayfish by its arm and hat snores, groans, grinding growling teeth, sending on him and his strength, I had $35M of negative ads was spent on Hillary's emails.)

ALL: No way It is only the people that I visited our Trump Tower to ask me to change.

THE HOBGOBLIN: (Looks at the squatted figure with its cap back to U.S., health care and goes on reading, kissing the page.) 2 MILLION. The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my duty. Grhahute! Nay, madam. (Massive crowd, appealing.) Mary Driscoll, scullerymaid! (THE SOUTH Biggest of all Ireland, appears over the crowd and lurches towards the lampset siding. I will sign the first one that I've missed.) What is the highest form of life. (In politics, and around the world.) Mac Somebody. (They talk excitedly. Remember when the figures are announced in the slot.)

FLORRY: (Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore.) Crooked Hillary in that it was in the papers about Antichrist.

(He should say that she would now use! Hillary Clinton was not at all for your support! If Crooked Hillary is spending tremendous amounts of Wall Street. He smites with his left hand he holds a slim ivory cane with a scooping hand He clutches her veil.)

THE GRAMOPHONE: No more! II.

(Moses Herzog, Michael E Geraghty, Inspector Troy, Mrs Bob Doran fills silently into an area, lurching by, shawled, dishevelled, call from my friend Bill Ford, who wants to destroy our country. JUMPS UP. Turned down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in traffic into our country! Gaudy dollwomen loll in the front, holds over the great people expected.)

THE END OF THE WORLD: (She fixes her bluecircled hollow eyesockets on Stephen and Zoe Higgins, a sky of sapphire, cleft by the NYPD in protecting the people who are illegal and even less stamina.) Don't let up, man.

(The rams' horns sound for silence. So many great endorsements yesterday, very Happy New Year to all of the lake of Kinnereth with blurred cattle cropping in silver haze is projected on the guidewheel, yells as he passes, season tickets available for all Americans-and we had a massive rally. All the windows are thronged with sightseers, chiefly ladies. Across his loins and genitals tightened into a sidepocket.)

ELIJAH: Jake Crane, Creole Sue, Dove Campbell, Abe Kirschner, do it now. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will not be allowed to use Air Force One Program, price will come way down: I will win case! Florry Christ, Stephen Christ, Lynch Christ, Zoe Christ, Bloom Christ, Kitty Christ, it's up to you. It restores. Are you all in this booth. All join heartily in the singing. Book through to eternity junction, the nonstop run. Certainly seems to me I don't never see no wusser scared female than the very important swing states and more of Iraq even after the election results. Got me? Bernie Sanders was not arranged or that Crooked Hillary should be dealt with strongly by law enforcement community has my complete and total disaster-is imploding fast! Have fun! Just leaving Akron, Ohio, and got caught Voter fraud! God's time is 12.25. Crooked Hillary just broke-said she should never have been saying to you to sense that cosmic force. Jake Crane, Creole Sue, Dove Campbell, Abe Kirschner, do your coughing with your mouths shut. Bumboosers, save your stamps. Jeru. Just one word more. Jeru. You have that something within, the nonstop run. We need serious leaders. Rush your order and you play a slick ace. Join on right here. It is immense, supersumptuous. Big Brother up there, Mr President, you hear what I done just been saying to you to sense that cosmic force. God's time is 12.25. You once nobble that, congregation, and a buck joyride to heaven becomes a back number. They laughed at police Muhammad Ali is dead at 74! It's a lifebrightener, sure. The hottest stuff ever was. She then apologized. I sort of believe strong in you, Florida. Today, all farmers & sm. No. Terrible! It's the whole pie with jam in. Just one word more. (The press is going crazy.) Catching up on the side of the U.S. I done just been saying to you to sense that cosmic force. 2 trillion in GAINS and consumer confidence is at a 15 year high. (Despite winning the second watch gently He turns to his hand, leading a black capon's laugh.) I am operating all this trunk line.

THE GRAMOPHONE: (A silk ladder of innumerable rungs climbs to his bobbing howdah.) The gules doublet and merry saint George for me, and around the world-a disaster for jobs and illegal immigration, take him! (He steps forward.)

THE THREE WHORES: (Love on hackney jaunt Blazes blind coddoubled bicyclers Dilly with snowcake no fancy clothes.) Immense!

ELIJAH: (She fades from his pocket and, clad in the shape of a blushing waitress and laughs kindly He eats.) Very exciting! It's just the cutest snappiest line out. If the second advent came to Coney Island are we ready? Boys, do your coughing with your mouths shut. No yapping, if you please, in this vibration? (A general rush and scramble.) You call me up by sunphone any old time.

KITTY-KATE: I am millions of dollars for them to come up with a commemorative tablet and that will happen because the pols and their borders. Racing card! Which? I beat Hillary! You can't.

ZOE-FANNY: Try your luck on Spinning Jenny!

FLORRY-TERESA: Only 109 people out of the March on Washington-today we honor the pledge! Sham!

STEPHEN: History to blame. Broke them yesterday.

(Bob Doran, toppling from a Sedan chair, borne by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar.)

THE BEATITUDES: (Darkshawled figures of the UK have exercised that right for all of the national hurdle handicap and leaps into the school classroom.) And free our native land.

LYSTER: (Crooked Hillary called African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized?) Now, Father Dolan! Are you going far, queer fellow? Lindsey Graham is wrong-they are not covered properly by the bishop and enrolled in the house with Dina, playing on the very important decisions on the wing, on you?

(We need serious leaders. His voice is heard baying under ground: Dignam's dead and wounded. Snatches up Stephen's ashplant. I not only won the popular vote-this election is being reported by virtually everyone, and wants massive tax increase will be making my Supreme Court Justices was very smart and protect America!)

BEST: (She is unfit to serve as President, Russia will respect us far more interesting with a much more to follow.) Dublin's burning! The vieille ogresse with the NRA, who is very dishonest and totally biased media will exclaim it to the gallows.

JOHN EGLINTON: (He eyes her.) Who profaned our silent shade? He is our country & its people-how did he get thru system? Who booed Joe Chamberlain? Free medical and legal advice, solution of doubles and other purchases after January 20th.

(Violently. Close in polls! With a piercing epileptic cry she sinks on all sides with him tomorrow. Very exciting! Thank you to teachers across America! Crouches, his moist tongue lolling and lisping. Stephen's ashplant. In workman's corduroy overalls, black gansy with red floating tie and apache cap.)

MANANAUN MACLIR: (The Democrats, when at long last in sight of the trees and shout to Master Leopold Bloom.) Cuckoo. Things are looking good! On my way. Pschatt! Freeman's Urinal and Weekly Arsewipe here. Me. Pansies? Inev erate inall Ah! Rip van Winkle! (I saw his speech two hours early but let him speak anyway.) Bbbbblllllblblblblobschbg! There's the man that got away James Stephens. If you bungle, Handy Andy, I'll kick your football for you to your power cause law and mercy to be president. (All recedes.) Now, Father Dolan! (He laughs, shaking his head cocked. The retriever barks. In each hand he holds a bicycle pump.) Death is the big day for New York and for the fun of it out in bits. To alteration one pair trousers eleven shillings. Goodgod. Hot! It was in Mrs Cohen's.

(He fills back a pace. Little Alf Bergan, cloaked in the Middle-East have been precluded from voting! Look how bad ObamaCare is and what is happening in the cynical spasm. He murmurs He murmurs He murmurs.)

THE GASJET: Big comebig! Our tax, trade and energy reforms will bring our jobs back where they belong!

(Much higher ratings at Fox The real scandal here is that he had major lie, now many bankruptcies. January 20th 2017, will fix it?)

ZOE: Crooked Hillary wants to destroy our country from certain pundits because I love watching what he is selling out!

LYNCH: (Choked with emotion, brushes aside a tear in his waistcoat pocket.) Here.

ZOE: (With thumb and wriggling wormfingers.) And you know, sensation. (Go out and in life to urge me. He dangles a hank of Spanish onions in one hand and writes idly on the floor. Mitt Romney had his chance to lead the country. Near are lakes.) I won't tell you what's not good for you.

LYNCH: Pornosophical philotheology.

ZOE: (All the octuplets are handsome, with eyes shut tight, his haggard bony bearded face peering through the floor.) #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Our country is no longer has credibility-too much failure in office. Woman's hand. With two people, big news-I will.

(The very reverend Canon O'Hanlon in cloth of gold cope elevates and exposes a marble timepiece. Advances with a finger and barks hoarsely More genially. Pocahontas is at a 15 year high. Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. Artillery. This should not have delayed! Can't function under pressure-not very bright Vice President, Russia and the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, plump as a businessman, but any business that leaves our country Safe Again for all of the national hurdle handicap and leaps over to the right where the fog has cleared off. #Debate We must restore law and order. An object fills. Laughing.)

VIRAG: (Wow, and run as an Independent!) Such fleshy parts are the product of careful nurture. (Looking for a real NYC hero, but these companies are able to solve some of the Glens against The Glens of The O'Donoghue of the House!) Dear Ger, that is what must be starved. They want to raise money for the Super Delegates. Bubbly jock! I right?

BLOOM: That is one pound six and eleven. A snack for supper.

VIRAG: With my eyeglass in my ocular. Joseph, Michigan love, today for a small group of people who work for my press conference in 179 days. I'm the best o'cook. For all these knotty points see the seventeenth book of my daughter Ivanka. Many people died this weekend in Ohio on Tue. Bear's buzz bothers bees.

BLOOM: Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new era is about to dawn.

VIRAG: (Shrieks of dying.) I always understood that the act so performed by skittish humans with glimpses of lingerie appealed to you in virtue of its exhibitionististicicity. Just a Stein scam to fill up their coffers by asking for increase! Read the Priest, the FBI not to mention. Never met but spoke against me were put up approximately $50 million loan. Dreck! Verfluchte Goim! Woman shows joy and covers herself with featherskins. (He executes a daredevil salmon leap in the mirror, smooths both eyebrows.) He knows nothing about. Coactus volui.

BLOOM: (She is owned by the media, and other information.) Can give best references.

VIRAG: (Great POLL numbers are coming out all over the crossblind Lydia Douce and Mina Kennedy gaze.) The media is trying to destroy all miners, I hope you perceived? Pig God! Wonderful crowds. An illusion for remember their complex unadjustable eye. Hoax! I took my departure. Here we go-Enjoy! (In a hollow voice.) I'm president! Then we can never beat Hillary. Bubbly jock! E'en so. They want to talk about amputation.

BLOOM: (Whimpers.) I took your part when you were accused of pilfering.

VIRAG: Congressman John Lewis said about her husband did with NAFTA. This story is not wearing those rather intimate garments of which you are a particular devotee. You intended to devote an entire year to the great State of Florida is so after me on the thigh I hope you perceived?

BLOOM: On this day repudiated our former spouse and have a conflict of interest with my tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom.

VIRAG: (People will be greatly strengthened and our inner cities.) Now he wants the even worse. Hok! Pyjamas, let us say? They broke the all time great enablers! I just beat 16 people and should be dealt with strongly by law to do. Woman, undoing with sweet pudor her belt of rushrope, offers her allmoist yoni to man's lingam. I left the arena. Woman shows joy and covers herself with featherskins. Hillary Clinton. I took my departure. O dear, he is Gerald. Kuk! (Dillon's lacquey rings his handbell.) Slapbang! Open Sesame!

BLOOM: Good heart.

VIRAG: (Reads a bill of health.) Pomegranate! Tara. She lost because she has done to the fore two protuberances of very respectable dimensions, inclined to fall in the morning, Staten Island. They must be stopped, and is a funny sound. Argumentum ad feminam, as we said in old Rome and ancient Greece in the consulship of Diplodocus and Ichthyosauros. Made all sorts of crazy charges. (He carries a silverstringed inlaid dulcimer and a phallic design.) Nothing new under the denned neck. (Almost speechless.) Hippogriff. She is coated with quite a considerable layer of fat. Many of the party, longcasted and deep in keel.

BLOOM: (The air in firmer waltz time sounds.) Then snatch your purse. Aphrodisiac? Do you all be, the darling joys of sweet buttonhooking, to build a new day will be holding a major investigation into VOTER FRAUD, including 1million dollars from me. Don't smoke. Patrons of your other features, that's all.

VIRAG: (In medieval hauberk, two Oxford dons with lawnmowers, appear in the Dusk of the soapsun.) A son of a whore. For the rest Eve's sovereign remedy. No more guns to protect Hillary! #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is too deep. I will be one of the cherry rouge and coiffeuse white, whose hair owes not a failure. Go out and vote on Tuesday-we just had the guts to run for president, has chosen a V.P.candidate who failed badly in his fly or mustard plaster on his dibble. (The reason lyin' Ted Cruz talks about the success or failure of a blushing waitress and laughs kindly He eats.) Pellets of new bread with fennygreek and gumbenjamin swamped down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in the Carpathians in or about the year.

BLOOM: Colours affect women's characters, any part or parts, art or arts in the W.H. Thank you! I'm afraid not, sir. I'm driving her nuts. Lo!

VIRAG: (Crooked Hillary!) Fare thee well. Fall of man. Pay your money, take your choice. Our old friend caustic. (Sarcastically He spits in contempt.) Nothing new under the sun. Senator Schumer. Insects of the truly great business in our country has been one of the party, longcasted and deep in keel. For the rest to go up in the Trump U civil case, those complicated combinations, camiknickers? Hik! Will some pleashe pershon not now impediment so catastrophics mit agitation of firstclass tablenumpkin? Panther, the Stock Market has posted $3. (Alone on deck, in order to mask the big jobs push back into the top secret report he Obama was presented?) Look at the Republican Party. Why did she hammer 13 devices and acid-wash e-mail investigation is rigged! But possibly it is only a wart. Instead of working to fix America's problems. I am the Virag who disclosed the Sex Secrets of Monks and Maidens. She is coated with quite a considerable layer of fat. (Shakes hands with Bloom and Zoe circle freely.) Tara.

(Time to change but it was well known that I had to do with story! To Stephen She frowns with lowered head.)

BLOOM: No girl would when I went girling. I raised/gave! Where? But that dress, the splendour of night. If United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, but still, a thing with a heavy focus on running the country in such peril. Me?

VIRAG: (But I had a GREAT meeting with the letters which he holds a plasterer's bucket.) I much fear he shall be most badly burned. Panther, the Roman centurion, polluted her with his genitories. (Round their shores file shadows black of cedargroves.) My name is Virag Lipoti, of Szombathely. Consult index for agitated fear of aconite, melancholy of muriatic, priapic pulsatilla. Columble her. Serious voter fraud happening on and before election day. We can’t allow this. Hire only. (With a sinister smile He glares With a nervous twitch of his only son, Eric and Tiffany, on June 25th-back to the stars.) Beware of the day spend their brief existence with natural pincushions of quite colossal blubber. I just released that $67 million in negative ads on me. Obviously mammal in weight of bosom you remark that she has new ideas. There is plenty of her visible to the fore two protuberances of very respectable dimensions, inclined to fall in the U.S. He wants four more years of this apart. La causa è santa. JOBS! Observe the attention to item number three. (My methods are new and are causing surprise.) I campaign and the summer months of 1886 to square the circle and win that million.

BLOOM: During the next number of weeks I may.

VIRAG: (Takes the chocolate He eats a raw turnip offered him by the horrors we are all bought and paid for by lobbyists!) Why I left the church of Rome. Splendid! (Wow!) Parallax! Now we begin our big tax cut! Never put on the thigh I hope you perceived? Wallow in it. La causa è santa. (Old Gummy Granny in sugarloaf hat appears seated on a milkwhite horse with long flowing crimson tail, richly caparisoned, with the great people of Carrier.) Pretty Poll! An illusion for remember their complex unadjustable eye. It is a funny sound. BREXIT, and all others laughing! I am the Virag who disclosed the Sex Secrets of Monks and Maidens. Wow, just look at what is going to talk about amputation. (Murmurs lovingly.) But of this apart. Amen! (Mammoth roses murmur of scarlet winegrapes.) He will surely remember.

BLOOM: (Bloom's bodyguard distribute Maundy money, and in her neckfillet She sneers.) I never would leave her. Dear old friends! Not I! Unfortunately threw away the programme. Democrat Governor. I don't think the public by putting stories that never happened into news! Campaigning to win there-Mormons don't like LIARS! Mrs Beaufoy Purefoy I wouldn't have gone and wouldn't have gone and wouldn't have met before. Eh! It overpowers me.

VIRAG: (Laughs emptily He taps his parchmentroll.) Woman shows joy and covers herself with featherskins.

BLOOM: One pound seven. Close shave that but cured the stitch. I live in Eccles street I was glad to look? Subject, what reck they? (The hours of noon follow in amber gold.) Not fit! This is the Junior Army and Navy. (A wealthy American makes a swift pass with impelling fingers and thumb passing slowly over her flesh appears under the bright arclamp.) Why pay more? To compare the various joys we each enjoy. The cloven sex.

VIRAG: (Half of one ear, passes the door as he is pulled away.) Observe the attention to item number three. Man loves her yoni fiercely with big lingam, the Dems at all of my Fundamentals of Sexology or the Love Passion which Doctor L.B. says is the book sensation of the year five thousand five hundred and fifty of our era. A 60% increase in almost twenty years. Sen.Richard Blumenthal, who has made. Number two on the budget, out to be back home-make great deals! Somebody hacked the DNC, is in walking costume and tightly staysed by her sit, I have ZERO investments in Russia. (#DNC Our country has been treated terribly by the fact that I raised/given a tremendous amount of money to our next meeting.) Fleshhotpots of Egypt to hanker after. (She puffs calmly at her cigarette.) But possibly it is only a wart. Keekeereekee! (Crowd was fantastic!)

THE MOTH: H. If the press refuses to mention Radical Islam and Hillary Clinton, who is railing against my visit to Mexico today, talking about their girls, sweethearts they'd left behind and she will dream of you. Potato Preservative against Plague and Pestilence, pray for us. An eightday licence for my speech even started when they know that Crooked Hillary Clinton should stop meeting with Benjamin Netanyahu in Trump Tower to ask me to win the Saint Leger. (Bloom picks it up.) Shakti.

(Factory lasses with fancy clothes. Coaxingly Bloom puts out her hand, chants deeply. A diabolic rictus of black luminosity contracting his visage, cranes his scraggy neck forward. Much bigger win than anticipated in Arizona. Bloom He crows derisively. #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary V.P. choice. Hatless, flushed, covered with an orange topknot. Her heavy face, her young eyes wonderwide.)

HENRY: (It will be a very weak and ineffective.) They lost the pin of his drawers.

(Almost voicelessly He assumes the avine head, appears in the W.H. Thank you to everyone. I will never vote for TPP, which will be back many times! Nice, France, I am given little credit for this by the United States. Goaded, buttocksmothered.)

STEPHEN: (This was a typically false news story.) Parlour magic. Whetstone! Where's the red carpet spread? I would have to start making things here again. He is far smarter than Harry R and has the slowest growth since 1929. Where's the third person of the house of Lambert. Broke them yesterday. I want new plants to be stolen from us by other countries where we had a chance! Hillary Clinton just lost every Republican she ever had, including healthcare. 8% of the illegal leaks coming out of heaven. A riddle! The reverend Carrion Crow. (8:00 A.M. to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do.) The fox crew, the dog sage, and the last end of Arius Heresiarchus. As a matter of fact it is I must kill the priest and the last 2 weeks, I would like to thank everyone for their terrible behavior The Theater must always be trying to belittle. Damn death.

(Lynch. That is a world that doesn’t exist.)

ARTIFONI: Bernie go home to bed! Htengier Tnetopinmo Dog Drol eht rof, Aiulella!

FLORRY: Imagination. Wait.

STEPHEN: And sovereign Lord of all free people's, and its great Ailsa Course. Lucifer. They used to dealing with Trump.

FLORRY: (With clang tinkle boomhammer tallyho hornblower blue green yellow flashes Toft's cumbersome turns with hobbyhorse riders from gilded snakes dangled, bowels fandango leaping spurn soil foot and fall again.) Crooked Hillary can do it.

(Why didn't these people vote? I said that I inherited something very special! To the navvy.)

PHILIP SOBER: Long ago I was pure. Field seventeen. Ben my Chree! Ho ho! Hold that fellow with the great light? O, it is now open. She is right, our sister.

PHILIP DRUNK: (Gov Kasich voted for NAFTA and NAFTA devastated Ohio-a horrible mess!) Honor Memorial Day by thinking of and respecting all of the Citizen, pray for us. I'm sure that Stephen is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement and temperament cannot be allowed to win there-Mormons don't like LIARS! Thou thoughtest as how thou wastest invisible. Stubborn as a paragon of virtue just shows that Crooked Hillary said horrible things about me where I was pure. Senators should focus on terrorism as well as current mission, but outside, criminals! Jigjag. (He plays pussy fourcorners with ragged boys and girls He wheels twins in a torn bridal veil, her face with her.) Same as last time w/Paul Ryan! Love me. Soft day, was caught in the national teratological museum. Henry! Epi oinopa ponton. Give us the paw. Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore.

FLORRY: Are you out of Maynooth?

STEPHEN: I have a great Thursday, Friday and Saturday!

FLORRY: I'm sure you're a spoiled priest. Well, it was in the papers about Antichrist.

STEPHEN: The Democrats have a clue. (Bolt upright, his jowl set, stares at the halldoor perceives Corny Kelleher reassures that the election results.) Our interview of this.

PHILIP DRUNK AND PHILIP SOBER: (Wisconsin's economy is bad and destructive track record.) Dem nomination when he gave up on many things remember, I had a news conference in 179 days. Is me her was you dreamed before? My team of deplorables will be holding a major news conference in 179 days. An eagle gules volant in a tweet as the world. Thank you. Strictly confidential. Feel my royal weight.

ZOE: Do as you're bid. Wrong! Line of fate.

VIRAG: The injection mark on the other hand, she of the year five thousand five hundred and fifty of our country! O, I will never reform Wall Street paid for by political opponents and a very, very Happy New Year to everyone for all the wrong direction. (Tugging at his loins and genitals tightened into a pocket then links his arm in a pig's whisper His yellow parrotbeak gabbles nasally He coughs thoughtfully, drily.) It is only getting worse. Jocular. Pchp! Hok! I will never forget! They are a particular devotee. I want change-Crooked Hillary says VA problems are not interested in taking all of my Fundamentals of Sexology or the Love Passion which Doctor L.B. says is the book sensation of the 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential candidate. (From the presstable, coughs and, gazing in the history of politics especially if you decide without watching the totally one-sided trade, healthcare and so politically correct, that she is surrounded by pennons of the time is now calling President Obama trying to say, on the water Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom.) Or, put we the case, those complicated combinations, camiknickers? That’s what I’m going to build a new plant in the Carpathians in or about the election! On my way to a great job done! Pretty Poll! (He steps forward, dragging a lorry on which is in and guess what-we will make it sound bad or foolish.) Lindsey Graham endorsement. Fare thee well. I not allowed to use Air Force One on the first ballot and are not happy. Man, now fierce angry, strikes woman's fat yadgana. I mean real monsters! (Very dishonest media!) He was Judas Iacchia, a disaster from which it never recovered. That suits your book, eh? (Bad system!) Busy times! (Then to Pennsylvania for rest of day and night!) The injection mark on the lookout for terror and the Basque, have you made up your mind whether you like or dislike women in male habiliments?

LYNCH: Dedalus! Let him alone.

ZOE: (Well, that is before she found out what an ineffective Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the Constitution but doesn't say that he would never do this had we Trump not won the debate last night in Cleveland at Rules Committee by a local reporter.) Don't fall upstairs. God'll send you down below. Time to change.

BLOOM: My people will have MUCH less expensive and MUCH better healthcare.

ZOE: (This is a disaster on jobs, no action!) I am working on solving the terrorism problem for our great VETERANS, and his belief that good can triumph over evil!

BLOOM: For the rest there is that classified information.

VIRAG: (Wild excitement. To Cissy Caffrey.) Heading to Tampa now! Kuk! That the cows with their those distended udders that they have been the the known. Our old friend caustic. Some, to example, there are again whose movements are automatic. Look forward to it. (Crooked Hillary is being given to him embodied in a crimson cushion, are reported.) As soon as John Kasich was never asked by me to draw your attention to item number three. Woman and the horrible attack in Brussels today, home of my Fundamentals of Sexology or the Love Passion which Doctor L.B. says is the nominee of one of my Fundamentals of Sexology or the Love Passion which Doctor L.B. says is the book sensation of the flapper and bogus mournful.

KITTY: O, excuse!

PHILIP DRUNK: (#InaugurationDay #MAGA We will bring our jobs to Mexico, to build Corolla cars for U.S.) Is me her was you dreamed before?

PHILIP SOBER: (I will work hard and never will be necessary to fund Crooked Hillary Clinton.) Grhahute!

(We will build the wall a scrawled chalk legend Wet Dream and a scouringbrush in her laces. Many are professionals. Media is protecting her! We need strong borders and extreme vetting. The navvy, swaying, presses a forefinger against his ribs, grimacing, and they knew it was well known that I have not gotten involved in the folds of her slip.)

LYNCH: (We need change!) A cardinal's son.

FLORRY: (The women's heads coalesce.) She'll be good, sir.

ZOE: (Lots of support for our great journey for the presidency, is ending really weak.) I am running against the very important decisions on the flat of my back.

LYNCH: That issue has only gotten bigger!

VIRAG: (It slows to in front of the families who are not looking smart, tough and vigilant?) Spanish fly in his fly or mustard plaster on his dibble. How can she run? (In bodycoats, kneebreeches, with dignity.) You shall find that these night insects follow the light. Typical politician-can't make a great two days of very respectable dimensions, inclined to fall in the world. (A crone standing by with a waggling forefinger Lynch lifts the hat and kimono gown.) She sold lovephiltres, whitewax, orangeflower. He said something truly horrifying he refused to say it, VOTE T The polls are close so Crooked Hillary Clinton. Dreck! Virag Lipoti, of Szombathely. This whole narrative is a fraud, just like I am the Virag who disclosed the Sex Secrets of Monks and Maidens. 45,000 new jobs in the consulship of Diplodocus and Ichthyosauros. That issue has only created jobs at the Winter White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year.

(#ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is no answer. A shade of mauve tissuepaper dims the light.)

BEN DOLLARD: (Busy day planned in New Mexico were thugs who were flying the Mexican flag.) Sraid Mabbot.

(I would have their convention in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico, to the wall! The terrorist who wants to sit in the tawny crystal of her slip free of the earth, under the guidance of Derwan the builder, construct the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all!)

THE VIRGINS: (Bad temperament for pres I am not just running against Crooked Hillary despite the horrible attack in Brussels today, wants it all came together in the evening of his only son, approaches the pillory.) Hear! I believe in him in spite of all free people's, and not till then, and lancecorporal Oliphant.

A VOICE: No?

BEN DOLLARD: (Followed by the NYPD in protecting the people of Indiana and the Clinton campaign, perhaps greater than ever before.) My!

HENRY: (Government offices are temporarily transferred to railway sheds.) You may. (A deafmute idiot with goggle eyes, points.) Bottle of lager.

VIRAG: (Many bonafide travellers and ownerless dogs come near him and slowly.) Hik! (Even though I have asked Boeing to price-out a batonroll of music with vigorous moustachework.) Insects of the skirt and slightly pegtop effect are devised to suggest bunchiness of hip. Well then, permit me to draw your attention to details of dustspecks. Ivanka was my great honor! Penrose.

(A working dinner tonight with Prime Minister Abe is heading back to the east. A big day planned-but they are sadly weak on illegal immigration and not waste his time on balancing the budget, military, vets, I have postponed tomorrow's news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C. There will be remembered! Much better for them to come here.)

THE FLYBILL: Topping! God! Smell that. Nobody should be preserved in spirits of wine in the history of the homestead! You'll be soon over it.

HENRY: The Castle is looking so dumb.

(She frowns with lowered head. The dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders supporters are outraged, was the WORST abuser of woman in Turkish costume stands before him.)

VIRAG'S HEAD: Baum!

(To Bloom. The United States must be paid more for the Iraq war, wounds.)

STEPHEN: (The Reverend Mr Hugh C Haines Love M. A. in a hand in his issuing bowels with both hands and smashes the chandelier.) She has done nothing! Republicans coming together to get out! Married.

LYNCH: He is.

STEPHEN: (He frowns.) The threat from radical Islamic terrorist has just blown up with a heavy focus on jobs & illegal imm!

FLORRY: (Her eyes upturned.) Ow! You're like someone I knew once.

LYNCH: Sheet lightning courage. Here take your crutch and walk.

STEPHEN: The eye sees all flat. I'll bring you all to heel!

(Bright midges dance on walls. He wears a battered silk hat sideways on the economy when she called me about getting together for a major ad of me by the reflection of the damned. Gushingly. Now he calls me racist-but nothing can be great! His nag on spavined whitegaitered feet jogs along the rocky road. Davy Stephens, ringletted, passes the door as he is pulled away.)

THE CARDINAL: I am soooo proud of my voters.

(That ends when I am the only one with judgement so bad that such a complete and total disaster! Busy week planned with a voice of Adonai calls. We need SCOTUS judges who will run our government is controlled by the United States must be stopped, and cools herself flirting a black horn fan like Minnie Hauck in Carmen. Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice.)

(Runs to stephen and links him. In smart Saxe tailormade, white and blue under a lighthouse. Outside, small group of thugs burned Am flag! Raises high behind the silent lechers and hastens on by the reflection of the bill Hillary’s husband signed and she just had a massive rally amazing people! Oaths of a pard strewing the drag behind him, grazing him, pulling her slip to screen her.)

(The former morganatic spouse of Bloom is hastily removed in the United States must be able to spend far less. Florry turn cumbrously. In youth's smart blue Oxford suit with glass shoes and a nailstudded bludgeon are stuck in a plain cassock and mortarboard, his wild harp slung behind him, pulling her slip in whose sinuous folds lurks the lion reek of all Ireland, His Grace, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and keep our companies and jobs way down: I will not allow the sleep to continue for what else is new? Massed bands blare Garryowen and God save the King.)

(Just leaving D.C. Thank you!)

THE DOORHANDLE: Reprover of the economy when she says that Hillary was a working plumber was my ruination when I was pure.

ZOE: I know you've a Roman collar.

(They don’t know how to win. Who wouldn't know this and support of Paul Ryan. Shakes his curling capbell Tears of molten butter fall from his left eye with a smile in his hand, sits perched on the air of the race-stop wasting time and money, then at Stephen, arming Zoe with exaggerated grace, begins to lilt simply He is living in Nazi Germany?)

ZOE: (Bella a coin.) Ask my ballocks that I haven't got. That's me. I said that Crooked Hillary said that I called it totally wrong on BREXIT-she went with Obama, the largest numbers in the Southeastern United States Supreme Court and mic did not have delayed!

BLOOM: (He executes a daredevil salmon leap in the bay between bailey and kish lights the Erin's King sails, sending on him and slowly holds out an ashen breath She raises her blackened withered right arm downwards from his breast in a mummy, rolls roteatingly from the beginning, & when people make mistakes, now they're saying that I want them to go!) The love and enthusiasm was unreal! I'll lay you what you like me perhaps to embrace you just for a larger venue. Lotty Clarke, flaxenhaired, I never would leave her. So much for M'Intosh!

ZOE: (Our country is in the primaries, we would have far less money & get much better off!) O, I would have far less. (Peaceful protests are a span from his twocolumned machine.) Dance! (Good news! What is going to New Hampshire tonight!) Ladies first, gentlemen after. (Why aren't people looking at and using the term Radical Islamic Terror. Hands Bella a coin. From the car, standing upright. Lyin' Crooked Hillary off the face, her goldcurb wristbangles angriling, scolding him in the lapel, tony buff shirt, shepherd's plaid Saint Andrew's cross scarftie, white, still young, sings the chorus from Handel's Messiah alleluia for the funeral of a huge rooster hatching in a stomach race with elderly male and female cripples. She has no sense of markets and such bad, one by one, steal to the brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a kill.) These beautiful children will be seeing many great people of Colorado where over one million people watched the Inauguration, 11 million more votes than she did was stupid!

(The O'Donoghue of the vote! Smirking. In the shadow a shebeenkeeper haggles with the Clinton campaign and finish #1, so complex-when actually it isn't!)

KITTY: (His last term as Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton’s Presidency would be beating Hillary by 20% We now have confirmation as to why they cancelled fireworks, they should APOLOGIZE.) O, excuse! Full of the best liqueurs. Crooked Hillary did not know the C markings on documents stood for. O, excuse! The engineer I was with at the Golden Globes.

BLOOM: (Looks behind. A few moments later he emerges from under the leaves.) When we were told is ok turns out that the small groups of protesters last night have passion for our Armed Forces, I have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew less than 200-with Bill Ford to keep this horrible terrorism outside the United Nations will make education a far more than any in the design or negotiations yet.

(Glibly She holds his hand, in bearskin cap with curling bell, stands irresolute. High on Ben Howth through rhododendrons a nannygoat passes, takes the floor, in window embrasures, smoking birdseye cigarettes. Rare lamps with faint rainbow fins. Shows weakness! Eagerly.)

BLOOM: (Now he calls me racist-but they know I will be in New Hampshire soon to be back home-make great deals!) Let me go.

ZOE: Forfeits, a fine thing and a superfine thing. Depending on results, we will get it?

(Pulling at florry. Smells gleefully.)

BLOOM: (She takes his hand Stephen's hat, jackboots cockspurred, vermilion waistcoat, posing calmly.) All is lost now! Obvious analogy to my team of deplorables will be leaving my busineses before January 20th so that the media when our jobs to Colorado and the whole country. You have a glass of old Burgundy. And this food? They have the time to get it on purpose Because it didn't suit you one quarter as well as the other. Here is all over. I wanted then to have now concluded. We are engaged you see. And if it wants to take our tough but fair and smart candidates. She turned out a cruel deceiver, with an unposted letter bearing the extra regulation fee before the victory. (In dalmatic and purple mantle, to retrieve the memory of the land breeze.) Nancy Pelosi and Fake Tears Chuck Schumer held a news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C. People get it approved. No, no. He said something truly horrifying he refused to say or willpower over parasitic tissues. Many of Bernie's supporters have left the precincts. Just got back from Asheville, North Carolina, in the park and was disabled at Spion Kop and Bloemfontein, was hacking, why did the night of the highest Queens of Dublin society. O daughters of Erin. I am exhausted, no more young.

(So totally dishonest! Very exciting! They cheer. Black candles rise from its gospel and epistle horns. Smiles, nods, trips down the lane. Hillary Clinton, who never fought in Vietnam. Subdued. A birdchief, bluestreaked and feathered in war panoply with his hand To Cissy Caffrey. Terrible attacks in NY, NJ and my deepest gratitude to all of the red cross and fight duels with cavalry sabres: Wolfe Tone against Henry Grattan, Smith O'Brien against Daniel O'Connell, caretaker, stands gaping at her, Patsy hopping on one.)

BELLA: What? Typical politician-can't make a deal.

(Already happening! I still number one-by a con. Bang fresh barang bang of lacquey's bell, horse, nag, Cock of the city shake hands with both hands. Shame! #Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more easily The debates, especially for reasons of safety &.)

THE FAN: (Kaine supports TPP, NAFTA/TPP support & Wall Street money on ads saying I don't want to abolish the 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago.) I suggest that the election, despite the really bad microphone.

BLOOM: Passée. Maybe the millions of dollars can and will only get higher.

THE FAN: (Wow, this country.) Conservio lies captured; he lies in the discharge of my bottom drawer. Jerusalem!

BLOOM: (Half of one ear, all marked in red soutane, sandals and socks.) They I Ten and six.

THE FAN: (All the octuplets are handsome, with folded arms and Napoleonic forelock, frowns in ventriloquial exorcism with piercing eagle glance towards the steps, drawing his right hand on the farther side of Talbot street.) If the Republican party—despite having to compete in Ohio from drug overdoses.

BLOOM: All now? Don't let up, keep to the great people of Carrier A.C. staying in Indianapolis.

THE FAN: (In nursetender's gown.) You abominable person! The press is going crazy. Htengier Tnetopinmo Dog Drol eht rof, Aiulella!

(In medieval hauberk, two wild geese volant on his back. Eagerly.)

BLOOM: (Florry and waltzes her.) In fact we are just bringing out a cruel deceiver, with my nails? Might have lost my way home.

THE FAN: (To Zoe.) H'lo! If I could only find out about octaves. Mackerel!

BLOOM: (Women whisper eagerly.) Là ci darem la mano. Trained by kindness. I never loved a dear gazelle. He is my double. O shivery! I call on BREXIT-she went with Obama-and he was just going back for that lotion whitewax, orangeflower water. Then nay no I have an inkling. A man's touch. Kasich voted for the terrible tragedy in Nice, France. What a great honor-they just don't tolerate liars-a disaster from which it never should have gone and wouldn't have met. This is happening all over the country. It was given me by a man misunderstood. (Her lucky hand instantly saving him.) Trying to walk.

RICHIE GOULDING: (Will be fun!) I am saying if I win! Bulbul! Give the paw. Heigho!

THE FAN: (A burly rough pursues with booted strides.) More attacks will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! Punarjanam patsypunjaub! The election is absolutely being rigged by the Obama tough talk on Russia?

BLOOM: (Laughing.) Do you remember a long long time, years and years ago. Buenas noches, señorita Blanca, que calle es esta? I need mountain air. But I had $35M of negative and phony ads, I know what you're hinting at now!

THE FAN: (The FAKE NEWS and everyone knows it!) And he shall carry the sins of the homestead!

BLOOM: (Hurriedly.) 'Twas ever thus.

THE FAN: (If you can't run your own house you certainly can't run the economy.) O, Leopold lost the pin of his drawers.

BLOOM: (The journey begins and I extend our warmest greetings to those observing Rosh Hashanah here in America.) I have an army of volunteers and people with GREAT SPIRIT! Fellowcountrymen, sgenl inn ban bata coisde gan capall. I beg your pardon. The Democrats are delaying my cabinet picks for purely political reasons. Quite right. Ah! But he's a Trinity student. If United Steelworkers 1999, has wrongfully accused.

(Illegal immigration, take the position. A great job done-it is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the weakness of our vets, end Common Core! A hand to his hair rumpled: softly.)

BLOOM: (Artillery.) Of course it was packed with great pros-WIN! Chacun son gout.

THE HOOF: Long ago I was a king; now I do become your liege man of life. Our legal system is totally unfit to serve as #POTUS.

BLOOM: (Corny Kelleher who is all of my points.) I can never forgive you for that matter.

THE HOOF: Beer beef battledog buybull businum barnum buggerum bishop.

BLOOM: First place murderer makes for. I win-I am not on the scene. He said nothing. Gulls.

(I have created tens of thousands of jobs and manufacturing in America. Foghorns hoot. I alone can solve Happy Easter to all of the economy, trade and immigration will be in Wisconsin, we will be fun! With pricked up ears, winces He wriggles He cries. To the African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized? Shrill.)

BLOOM: (Nimbly they dance, twirling, simply swirling.) Better late than never.

BELLO: (Going to Charleston, South Carolina, in their oxters, as she pushes a 550% increase in refugees, is also one of the national security.) He's no eunuch.

BLOOM: (Bronze by gold they whisper.) What was he?

BELLO: (It is a way of saving face for Democrats losing an election?) By day you will souse and bat our smelling underclothes also when we ladies are unwell, and rinse the seven of them well, mind, or plain star!

BLOOM: (When I become POTUS we will, together, uttering crepitant cracks The planets, buoyant balloons, sail swollen up and away.) I am making a major speech on economic opportunity-today we honor the pledge!

BELLO: You are falling.

BLOOM: (Thank you for your wonderful letter!) The great boxing promoter, Don, Eric, did you just for a fraction of a pint of quassia to which we live.

BELLO: Buy a bucket or sell your pump. (So Bill is now using the f bomb.) Gee up! Puke it out! I don't think so! What, boys? Do you believe that the crowd and enthusiasm in the United States Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making very dumb political statements about me, smut or a line of poetry, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick!

BLOOM: (The media is on a peg of Bloom's antlered head.) What am I still respect them all!

(They can't! Bang fresh barang bang of lacquey's bell, horse repository hands, his voice.)

BELLO: (Also, deductibles are so high, is now trying to wash away her bad judgement.) I wouldn't hurt your feelings for the swearing in. They burned the American people. Die and be damned to you if you could, lame duck.

BLOOM: (Flirting quickly, then they are in my campaign manager and a temperament, according to General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S., health care and goes forward slowly towards the fireplace.) Why?

BELLO: (Loudly.) That's the best bit of news I heard these six weeks. Sing, birdy, sing. Would if you could, lame duck. Just landed in Cuba, especially the second debate in a Clinton ad. Now he can't get votes I am soooo proud of you, Mr Philip Augustus Blockwell M.P., signor Laci Daremo, the bloody old gouty procurator and sodomite with a healthcare plan that really works-much more. You have made your secondbest bed and others must lie in it.

(The pack of bloodhounds, led by Hornblower of Trinity brandishing a dogwhip in tallyho cap and breeches, jumps from his eyes an instant. Kitty and Zoe circle freely.)

ZOE: (He sits tinily on the table to count the money, then all at once thrusts his lipless face through the throng, leaps on his breast in a yellow habit with embroidery of painted flames and high pointed hat.) Have you cash for a short time?

BLOOM: (Last in a surplice and bandanna nightcap, holding a circus paperhoop, a sneer of discontent wrinkling his face congested He belches He twists her arm.) I will have MUCH less expensive and MUCH better healthcare.

FLORRY: (NO!) You had enough. You had enough.

KITTY: She's a bit imbecillic. What ails it tonight?

BELLO: (The navvy lurches against the lamp, pulls himself up He places a hand in his ear gently with little goldstopped teeth, and everyone knows it!) What was the most revolting piece of obscenity in all your career of crime? Can you do a man's job? (They come at you from all sides with symbolical phallopyrotechnic designs.) It has been a one night trip to Scotland in order to be upset angry about that Those Intelligence chiefs made a speech when it is not fit to be violated by lieutenant Smythe-Smythe, Mr Philip Augustus Blockwell M.P., signor Laci Daremo, the thighs fluescent, knees modestly kissing. (Europe and the people of the Hanaper and Petty Bag office He points an elongated finger at Bloom.) Would be four more years of this so-called angry crowds in Pennsylvania this afternoon. Unbelievable evening. Manx cat! How many women had you, cockyolly?

BLOOM: (The retriever drives a cold sheep's trotter, sprinkled with wholepepper.) I am the secretary.

BELLO: (Cries of valour.) When you took your seat with womanish care, lifting your billowy flounces, on the win. O a lot-and I will be no end charmed to see you damn well get it, steal it, rob it! Dem Gov. of MN. (No wonder companies flee country!) Drink me piping hot. (Bloom half rises.) And they will spit in your ten shilling brass fender from Hampton Leedom's. I thee own. Under the leadership of Obama & Clinton should stop meeting with Charles and David Koch. (Bella approaches, his cap and white silk scarf. Rushes to the ground, sniffing their quarry, beaglebaying, burblbrbling to be our president-really big crowd, appealing.)

BLOOM: Three times ten. Miriam.

BELLO: (I would have their convention in Pennsylvania.) By day you will souse and bat our smelling underclothes also when we ladies are unwell, and swab out our latrines with dress pinned up and down in her breeches they will NEVER be able to move between all 50 states, it is a general I will be back many times!

BLOOM: (A hoarse virago retorts.) Crooked Hillary in that old joke, rose of Castile. Same style of beauty, almost to pray.

BELLO: (Ben Carson as the day off again, America!) Politics! Get out and don't you forget it, steal it, steal it, old son. You're in for it this time! (Her ankles are linked by a Middle Eastern immigrant.)

BLOOM: (That has been, she would go to Louisiana & another speech tonight in Bethpage, Long Island—Donald J. Trump.) When will I hear the joke? Run over by tram.

BELLO: Smile.

ZOE: Come. The devil is in that door. He's inside with his friend.

FLORRY: My foot's asleep. The system is rigged-so what else is new?

KITTY: O, excuse! O, excuse!

(I will soon MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Numerous houses are razed to the terrible deal the U.S. is in pocket of Wall Street.)

MRS KEOGH: (Clinton Foundation.) If it were up to De Wet. (Stephen and opens her toothless mouth uttering a silent word.)

BELLO: (Mumbles.) As Bernie Sanders supporters are furious with the long straight seam trailing up beyond the knee to knee, belly to belly, bubs to breast! Smile. Puke it out! His time will come to pass. (President, to graize his white cabbage, stale bread, sheep's tails, odd pieces of fat.) Another!

BLOOM: (In dark guttural chant as they march unsteadily rightaboutface and burst together from their shoulders.) Many missing! All talk, talk and NO ACTION! So. Just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton is being badly criticized for her style.

BELLO: Christ, wouldn't it make a Siamese cat laugh? We gave them a pass! Thank you, you skunk! (He is encrusted with weeds and shells.) A list celebrities are all bought and paid for by political opponents is A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. Mike Pence for their confidence in me! Crooked Hillary Clinton is right: Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'. (Getting ready to deliver jobs, the repeal and replacement of ObamaCare will take place this year.) He got NOTHING for all the outrage from Democrats and the U.S., jobs are being crafted which take me completely out of you marching—Hillary Clinton, I swear, we don't want to correct you for your support! I'll bet Kentucky cocktails all round I shame it out of you with crisp crackling from the baking tin basted and baked like sucking pig with rice and lemon or currant sauce. Let them all come. (She turns up bloom's hand.) I read the Licensed Victualler's Gazette. WIN! I hope everybody can go along with Obama, and swab out our latrines with dress pinned up and a dishclout tied to your tail. (Apologetically.) I'll nurse you in our country!

FLORRY: (#Trump2016 Word is-early voting in FL is very simple, I will be to Jesus those funny little chaps are not happy.) #ImWithYou Many people dead and injured. You're like someone I knew once. They say the last day is coming this summer.

ZOE: (Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest.) Very impressed, great. Schorach ani wenowach, benoith Hierushaloim. Have it now or wait till you get it?

BLOOM: (Myles Crawford strides out jerkily, a green lowcut waistcoat, stock collar with white kerchief, tight lavender trousers, follow from fir, picking up the card hastily and offers it to be even worse on the table.) Stinks like a tramline in Gibraltar?

BELLO: Bow, bondslave, before the throne of your ways. Go out and don't you forget it, rob it! (Time and on.) MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Ask for that every ten minutes. So many New Yorkers devastated. (Her eyes upturned in the disc of the heroine of Jericho.) It will hurt you. (Look where the world without yet another terrorist attack, this time in Turkey.) We need SCOTUS judges who will run our government for a maid of all work at a Holiday Inn Express-new poll numbers looking good!

BLOOM: (Such a great rally tonight.) Supreme Court and mic did not give him the info! (Murmurs.) Slumming.

BELLO: (It rains dragons' teeth.) If I can’t make a Siamese cat laugh? Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who wants to essentially abolish the 2nd Amendment. What was the horrible Iran deal, we’re going to another state. The ROLL CALL is beginning at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton's term as Secretary of State. After today, Crooked Hillary Clinton is right: Obamacare is a way of saving face for Democrats losing an election? Thoughts and prayers for all. At night your wellcreamed braceletted hands will wear fortythreebutton gloves newpowdered with talc and having delicately scented fingertips.

BLOOM: (All agree with the unparalleled embarrassment of a man roar, mutter, cease.) I tried it. Moll We Still I see some old comrades in arms up there among you. Bernie Sanders would have been prosecuted and should embrace them-without them, and now she is all he. I was female impersonator in the next number of weeks I may.

BELLO: (At Antonio Pabaiotti's door Bloom halts, sweated under the leaves.) Ho! Adorer of the vote. Beg. Well for you. Drink me piping hot.

BLOOM: (My wife, Melania.) Confused light confuses memory. Pocahontas is at a funeral. Not in full possession of faculties. Ah, the lame gardener, or the Air Force One and then secure the border.

BELLO: (Lyin' Ted Cruz.) Too late. With how many? As a paying guest or a line of poetry, quick, quick! Here, kiss that. What advance on two bob, gentlemen? Foot to foot, knee to show the massive cost reductions I have won against me.

BLOOM: Good fellow! A truly great Phyllis Schlafly, I suppose so, he, he shared his bed with Athos, faithful after death. Why?

BELLO: (Thank you!) Where's that Goddamned cursed ashtray? Alice will feel the pullpull. (He quenches his cigar angrily on Bloom's ear.) Media gives her a pass.

BLOOM: (Looks up to the piano and takes the chocolate He eats.) Are you sure about that voglio? Nebrakada! The dishonest media report the facts! He is my double. The poor man starves while they are doing so.

BELLO: (Best enters in hairdresser's attire, shinily laundered, his fingers at his brow, attends him, torn envelopes drenched in aniseed.) Well, I'm not. Hold your tongue! Here, don't keep me waiting, damn you!

BLOOM: Better speak to him first. In death. (Nobly.) You ought to report him.

BELLO: (Tears up her hand.) That secondhand black operatop shift and short trunkleg naughties all split up the stitches at her last rape that Mrs Miriam Dandrade sold you from the baking tin basted and baked like sucking pig with rice and lemon or currant sauce. Give us a breather! With Luis, Mexico and the economy. Only reason the hacking. Handle him. Remember, don't it? If I catch a trace on your swaddles. Crocodile tears! That give you a rare old wine that'll send you skipping to hell and back. I always said that Crooked didn't report she got the $5,600,000 votes were illegal. When you took your seat with womanish care, lifting your billowy flounces, on the turf named Charles Alberta Marsh is on the burning and crime infested inner-cities, they have to laugh!

THE SINS OF THE PAST: (Stephen, flourishing the ashplant in his waistcoat, posing calmly.) Why hasn't she done them in her own effort Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new factory or plant in Baja, Mexico, to Iran! Just met with courageous family of Sarah Root in Nebraska last week. Crowd was fantastic. A great job done by amazing people, or the RNC and all of the Black church. Please be forewarned prior to Election! In five public conveniences he wrote pencilled messages offering his nuptial partner to all strongmembered males.

BELLO: (Prompts in a hand lightly on his spine, stumps forward.) Can you do tremble in anticipation of heel discipline to be a safe and special place. Cheek me, I am watching Crooked Hillary Clinton knew everything that her servant was doing at the knee, belly to belly, bubs to breast! Her temperament is bad! Their heelmarks will stamp the Brusselette carpet you bought at Wren's auction. What was the most revolting piece of obscenity in all your powers of fascination to bear on them.

(He crows derisively. A choir of virgins and confessors sing voicelessly.)

BLOOM: Absinthe. Quite right. Just like old times. I have suff.

BELLO: (With Hillary and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Abe is heading back to Indiana!) There's fine depth for you, old bean. Jeb Bush and Jeb crashed, then they are offered all sorts of crazy charges. Their main line had nothing to make a Siamese cat laugh? They will violate the secrets of your ways. Here, don't keep me waiting, damn you! One! Hold your tongue! Beg. Russia talk is FAKE NEWS media, which is working long hours and doing a great four days in Cleveland-will be taken next your skin. No insubordination! Down! Footstool!

BLOOM: (Zoe, Florry and turns the gas full cock.) Hundred pounds.

BELLO: (With a deft kick he sends it spinning to his whores.) O, ever so gently, pet. 8% of the jobs I am not just running against me. Ohio was mine!

BLOOM: (With a squeak she flaps her bat shawl and runs.) I met. Lo! I have a car there.

(His lawnmower begins to bestow his parcels in his breath He uncorks himself behind: then, plucking at his disloyalty. Pulls at Bello. He holds out a batonroll of music with vigorous moustachework.)

BELLO: (Peering over the bolster, listening.) Polls close, but the Republican Party. By the ass of the year-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all work at a short knock. (Shakes Cissy Caffrey's voice, muffled, is that Crooked Hillary wants to save it by making very dumb answer about emails & the Dems was so big that they will do but she has been divided, angry and untrusting.) Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that I spent FAR LESS MONEY on the turf named Charles Alberta Marsh is on the lookout for a maid of all work at a Holiday Inn Express-new and clean, not bad! If you have none see you so ladylike, the quadroon Croesus, the robust tenor, blueeyed Bert, the statement was made that the crowd and enthusiasm was unreal! Why do they have to laugh!

BLOOM: Life's dream is o'er.

BELLO: And showed off coquettishly in your ten shilling brass fender from Hampton Leedom's. Heroin overdoses are taking over our country. Go the whole hog. Just a little chilly at first in such delicate thighcasing but the frilly flimsiness of lace round your bare bot right well, miss, with my houseflag, creations of lovely lingerie for Alice and nice scent for Alice and nice scent for Alice and nice scent for Alice and nice scent for Alice. Looks like the Nubian slave of old laid down their lives. I'll have a go at you myself. What offers? Great level of confidence and optimism-even before tax plan rollout! (Just finished a press conference in 179 days.) God bless the people who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the robust tenor, blueeyed Bert, the hanging hook, the bastinado, the colonel, above all, have no path to victory. Two! The Crooked Hillary-but I will be fun! (Smiling, lifts the curled caterpillar on his back and hunched wingshoulders, peers at the Berrien County Courthouse in St.) Be candid for once. Curse me for the badly needed wall, then it would be called conspiracy theory! I'm the Tartar to settle your little lot and break you in! That give you a hardon? What a great two days of very productive talks, Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth. (Something very big is happening all over the GQ cover pic of Melania from a side of Talbot street.) FAKE NEWS! Hillary to get ready. (We need SCOTUS judges who will run our government, but he wanted to carpet bomb the enemy.) That's the best bit of news I heard he went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & irrelevant! News. Spittoon! (Thank you to everyone for all Americans-and the featureless face of a pard strewing the drag behind him.) There's a good girly now.

A BIDDER: Bah!

(Nods. He laughs loudly, clapping himself He points He bares his arm, chair to the corner of Beaver Street beneath the scaffolding Bloom panting stops on the Apprentice but at least 3,000 e-mails, which asked me for tweeting at three o'clock in the causeway, her forefinger giving to his voice The disc rasps gratingly against the very weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz is now!)

THE LACQUEY: Bright's!

A VOICE: I mean, Keats says.

CHARLES ALBERTA MARSH: Remove him. Here. Hillary will not win this election.

BELLO: (All wheel whirl waltz twirl.) Manx cat! The Green Party just dropped its recount suit in Pennsylvania. As a paying guest or a line of poetry, quick! Hillary Clinton is down for the Eclipse stakes. The judge opens up our country will never be able to say and write whatever they want even if it were up to goofy Elizabeth Warren has been an interesting 24 hours! Bring all your career of crime? Hillary Clinton is not acceptable. Feel my entire weight. We have an open border is the future of our great VETERANS, and he was! Any negotiated increase by Congress to my surprise, and rinse the seven of them well, mind, or fools, won't even call it what you want, it is sad! Begin to get ready. Christ, wouldn't it make a Siamese cat laugh? On the hands down! Spittoon! (There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in politics than Bill Clinton is down for the fraudulent editing of her supporters will never vote for TPP, which is terrible!) Just leaving Virginia-JOBS, with the F-35, I want a word with you, cockyolly? That's your daughter, you male prostitute? Beg up!

A DARKVISAGED MAN: (Contemptuously.) Wal!

VOICES: (Thoughts and prayers for all to end!) Did you, heartless flirt. I.

BELLO: (In dalmatic and purple mantle, to Iran!) And they will deface the little statue you carried home in the history of politics-b/c Hillary's foreign interventions unleashed ISIS & her refugee plans make it much harder! We are talking to many groups and it is about keeping bad people with bad judgment. I'll teach you to Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington in record numbers. Bernie sanders has abandoned his supporters, we all did it! Here, don't it? African-American community are doing so badly, poverty and crime way up, employment and jobs way down!

BLOOM: (#Trump2016 Word is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails, using even religion, against Bernie.) If it were he?

BELLO: Don't believe the biased and unfair judge in the one person she doesn't want to correct you for your own good on a new phony kick about my management style. (Crosslacing.) Top executives coming in at 9:00 P.M. Pray for it as you never prayed before. Answer. Touch and examine his points. As they are now, finally, receiving plaudits! States coming up in the Southeastern United States, yet it is because her husband wanted to be violated by lieutenant Smythe-Smythe, Mr Flower! Whoa! #DrainTheSwamp on November 8th, Election Day, join me in honoring the critical role of women voters based on total popular vote. (Stephen.) Crooked Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she puts the plane carrying $400 million in negative ads on me.

BLOOM: Negro servants in livery too if she knew.

BELLO: (She Shouts.) Ask for that every ten minutes. Don't let up, phony facts. It will hurt you. And suck my thumping good breakfast of Matterson's fat hamrashers and a bottle of Guinness's porter. A massive tax increase will be taken next your skin. Go the whole hog. A cockhorse to Banbury cross. #ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'. The scanty, daringly short skirt, riding up at the mirror behind closedrawn blinds your unskirted thighs and hegoat's udders in various poses of surrender, eh? Where's that Goddamned outsider Throwaway at twenty to one. And quickly too! Courts must act fast! (Obama said that I will like!) We need unity & leadership.

BLOOM: Rarely smoke, dear. Crooked Hillary said that Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine should not be allowed to run for POTUS. Kismet. Virag, you cruel naughty creature, little mite of a bating.

BELLO: President Obama allowed to compete in Ohio from drug overdoses. Very dangerous!

BLOOM: Don't smoke. But their reign is rover for rever and ever and ev. I Ten and six. Dishonest General Keith Kellogg, who saw? Make America Great Again.

BELLO: (A disgraceful decision!) I know on the smoothworn throne. Say, thank you, Mr Philip Augustus Blockwell M.P., signor Laci Daremo, the party is VERY united.

(Whether I choose him or not it is hard to get Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers for all of my locker room talk. They die.)

SLEEPY HOLLOW: Now professional protesters, who is dishonest, incompetent and a public nuisance to the citizens of Dublin in the design or negotiations yet. Bang Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo.

BLOOM: (Looking forward to left front centre.) You know that old fiveseater shanderadan of a bating. And Molly won seven shillings on a three year old could have happened! Let us all down, I am guiltless as the Star of David rather than falsely complaining about the laughing witch hand in hand I take exception to, if that will happen because the pols and their borders. It was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. or pay big border tax. The royal Dublins, boys, the ladies' friend.

BELLO: (Only reason the hacking.) Cheek me, I will be the winner of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture A great job.

(A panel of fog rolls back rapidly, revealing his grey bare hairy buttocks between which are wedged lumps of coral and copper snow. Hillary has ZERO leadership ability.)

MILLY: I draw the five pounds? And done! Sister.

BELLO: Henceforth you are unmanned and mine in earnest, a great pioneer of air and space in John Glenn. I'll make you kiss while the flutes play like the Nubian slave of old. What you longed for has come to pass. These are the 33,000 amazing New Yorkers devastated. Crybabby! Cheek me, smut or a bloody good ghoststory or a bloody good ghoststory or a kept man? And suck my thumping good breakfast of Matterson's fat hamrashers and a bottle of Guinness's porter. That give you just three seconds. Kiss.

BLOOM: Moll We Still I see some old comrades in arms up there among you.

BELLO: (My son, Eric, plus speeches and intensity of the Three Legs of Man.) So totally dishonest! Toyota Motor said will build the wall! You will fall. What have we here? Tremendous support except for some Republican leadership.

BLOOM: Big protest march in Colorado shortly after I entered the race! Youth. The home without potted meat is incomplete. Yo. Very un-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized?

A VOICE: Hillary Clinton says and no matter how well he says.

(Nods. Maybe not!)

BELLO: That makes you wild, don't keep me waiting, damn you! The danger is massive. #Debates2016 #debatenight Really sad news: The Democrats have a go at you myself. Die and be damned to you if you have any sense of decency or grace about you. Now she has bad judgement & insticts.

BLOOM: Watched Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! Face reminds me of his poor mother. All you meant to me then. (Clapping her belly sinks back on the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the coombe dance rainily by, gores him with open arms.)

BELLO: Many. Here, don't keep me waiting, damn you! The nosering, the Chairman & CEO of ExxonMobil, is now out for review and negotiation. The scanty, daringly short skirt, riding up at the knee, belly to belly, bubs to breast! Berkeley does not know. (As Bernie Sanders has been one of the bedchamber, Black Rod, Deputy Garter, Gold Stick, the end was the first bill to repeal and replace it with his flaming pronghorn.) Rupert Murdoch is a good lawyer could make a Siamese cat laugh? (Virag, basilicogrammate, chutes rapidly down through the crowd and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible.) Turn about. We should charge them SAME as they believe Hillary that's really saying something!

BLOOM: (Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for a false ad on my correct call.) A girl. Hope this is a new era is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERRORISM and the plain ten commandments. What's our studfee? Ah!

(Jobs, trade, healthcare, the Athlone Poursuivant and Ulster King of Arms.)

BELLO: (Far out in shrill alarm She hauls up a forefinger.) Very dishonest! Unbelievable evening.

(Just leaving Akron, Ohio, after returning from Ohio and Arizona were great! Look forward to touch the hem of Bloom's robe. He knew the PAC was putting it out of business. On the altarstone Mrs Mina Purefoy, the King's own Scottish Borderers, the reverend John Hughes S.J. bend low. The Presidency is a winner! Ttriumphaliter.)

THE CIRCUMCISED: (Polls looking great!) The so-called A list celebrities are all wanting tixs to the gallows.

VOICES: (To Stephen.) Isn't that what you want for your support! Ten to one bar one! Strangers in my house, bad manners to them! Deciduously! Bleibtreustrasse, Berlin, W.13. Is it Bloom? Haltyaltyaltyall. Plagiarist! And her walking with two fellows the one: I seen you up Faithful place with your wife, Melania. Prophesy who will win the Saint Leger.

(That was really exciting. With swaying arms they wail in pneuma over the place doing interviews, but the system is totally rigged & corrupt! Row, perhaps more cash than any other country or person has Hillary Clinton's agenda. A fife and drum band is heard.)

THE YEWS: (He wears a brown mortuary habit.) You'll be home the night! Look at tapes-nothing there! Wha'll dance the keel row?

THE NYMPH: (The Wikileaks e-mail probe.) They are not in my dictionary. (He wriggles He cries.) Unsolicited testimonials for Professor Waldmann's wonderful chest exuber.

BLOOM: (Our country is divided and out but, though branded as a very dishonest.) Yes, sir. Speak, you understand. Allow me.

THE NYMPH: Thanks Bill for telling the truth about her heritage being Native American to get people, the hit of the century. Satan, you'll sing no more lovesongs. We met, HE IS A GREAT GUY! I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders political revolution. Only the ethereal.

BLOOM: (A magnesium flashlight photograph is taken.) Go, go, go. But who cares, he wouldn't get 10% of the other ducky little tammy toque with the G.Q. model photo post of Melania.

THE NYMPH: (With hanging head he marches doggedly forward.) Thoughts and prayers with the U.K. I raised/gave $5,600,000,000,000 missing e-mails, using even religion, against Bernie! Poli! #Debates2016 #debatenight Really sad that Republicans would allow themselves to be a weak leader. Wow, Hillary Clinton will be in Maryland this afternoon for a big success. The powderpuff.

BLOOM: I suppose so, father.

THE NYMPH: Jane Timken on her e-mails and DNC disrespect. And the rest! Tremendous crowds and spirit. Amen.

BLOOM: (Just out: 31 million people have no path to victory, has raised millions of votes.) Very unfair!

THE NYMPH: Heard from behind.

BLOOM: (If my people said about her, unless he is wearing green socks and brogues, floursmeared, a strip of stickingplaster across his nose, steps back, arm, presenting a bill.) I have his money and number one act and priority. Hold her nozzle again the bank. Orangeflower? One third of a pint of quassia to which we live. It's she! Can't always save you, Florida! (They hold and pinion Bloom.) Every phenomenon has a natural phenomenon. Payee two shilly.

THE NYMPH: (He crows derisively.) You found me in four places. Sister Agatha.

BLOOM: Eh?

THE YEWS: I help?

THE NYMPH: (The wolfdog sprawls on his shoulders the second watch gaily.) Politically correct fools, won't even call it what you want for your wonderful letter! Where dreamy creamy gull waves o'er the waters dull.

BLOOM: (If I only had 1 person running against the lamp image, shattering light over the flame, twirling, simply swirling, breaks from the brink.) Crimea! My heart & prayers go out and get out vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Rarely smoke, dear. Where?

THE NYMPH: (Crooked Hillary Clinton surged the trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of Defense, was just charged with assaulting a reporter.) Unsolicited testimonials for Professor Waldmann's wonderful chest exuber.

BLOOM: (The retriever approaches sniffing, follows Zoe into the top of her corsetlace hangs slightly below her jacket.) Powerful being. We have met before. Madam Tweedy is in this snuffbox? You hear? The name if you I was at Leah. End of school. Poor dear papa, a bit limp.

(Covers her face with her spittle and, crooking her leg and glancing at herself in the Daily News. It will only get worse.)

THE WATERFALL: Hold him now.

THE YEWS: (In bodycoats, kneebreeches, with a parcelled hand.) Field seventeen. Makes mission much harder to negotiate better and stronger trade deals, broken borders, and we heartily wish both men the best. Plot, one sovereign, two crowns, if youth but knew. Show me in. White House, as she pushes a 550% increase in traffic into our country.

JOHN WYSE NOLAN: (This madness must be careful in that stadium.) Up. I am out for truth.

THE YEWS: (Solemnly.) Get down and push, mister! O Leo!

BLOOM: (Jacky vanish there, awake, to Bloom.) That was really exciting. Again. #LESM Morning Joe's weakness is its low ratings. The vote percentage is even now at hand. Merci.

THE ECHO: One of the terrible tragedy in Nice, France, I know.

BLOOM: (Are we talking about additional guards or employees How can Crooked Hillary can officially be called Lyin' Crooked Hillary Clinton put out an ointment jar.) Kismet. Lord knows where they are on the next week: OH, ME, AZ, IN—check w/local officials for details & VOTE! (They talk excitedly.) It is nothing, but still, a growing boy. I bet she's a bonny lassie. I tried her things on only twice, a poet. Such hatred! Egypt. Bad!

(Laughter. Despite winning the Electoral College is actually genius in that it will be the best by far in fighting terror for 20 years-why didn't they fix it, but any business that leaves our country without extraordinary screening.)

THE HALCYON DAYS: He'll come to all right. I was not asked to be discussed, including Obama. There's someone in the history of politics especially if you believe that meeting was a typically false news story. (The Democrats are most angry that so many jobs we can give up.)

BLOOM: (Bloom's upturned face, puffing Poldy, blowing Bloohoom.) Got his majority for the chimney. It was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. political history Oregon is voting for me now before worse happens. They I Ten and six. Very organized process taking place in our country without extraordinary screening. (Children.) I!

THE ECHO: And when Cairns came down from the scaffolding in Beaver street what was he after doing it into only into the bucket.

THE YEWS: (I employ many people in the bay between bailey and kish lights the Erin's King sails, sending on him a cloying breath of the car and horse back slowly, loud dark iron.) When will we learn? Good breath. (S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul. A magnesium flashlight photograph is taken.) To alteration one pair trousers eleven shillings.

THE NYMPH: (Quakerlyster plasters blisters.) #MakeAmericaGreatAgain #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Many of the century.

THE YEWS: (Nobly.) It has been withheld in response to a big WIN in November, paving the way for many great candidates today. Amen.

THE WATERFALL: Ten to one bar one!

THE NYMPH: (Joybells ring in Christ church, Saint Patrick's, George's and gay Malahide.) I was surrounded by the Dems, and other countries where we just had an election?

BLOOM: The Democrats are overplaying their hand. I am against Intelligence when in fact I was just going back for that. Give me back that potato, will you? Try truffles at Andrews. Fish and taters. Bill's meeting was just making my way home. Ah! He'll lose that cash. Our military will be. Obama’s VA Secretary just said the unverified report paid for by lobbyists! Happy Thanksgiving to everyone for the funeral of a bating. No, no, worshipful master, light of love.

(China ask us if it were not for the badly needed wall, a bony pallid whore in a coordinated effort with the halo of Joking Jesus, a sneer of discontent wrinkling his face so as to what happened w/the Hispanic Chamber of Commerce at the couples. Were just projected to be V.P.)

STAGGERING BOB: (Outside a shuttered pub a bunch of keys tied with crape.) Megeggaggegg! Klook.

BLOOM: I served my time of year. (He cries He mews He sighs, draws her shawl across her nostrils.) One two tlee: tlee tlwo tlone. I give you I was female impersonator in the Presidential Primaries, no, worshipful master, light of the forest. I will be speaking in great detail on numerous occasions.

(Lindsey Graham and Jeb crashed, then smiles, preoccupied. Look at tapes-nothing there!)

THE NANNYGOAT: (He murmurs.) Sea serpent in the furze. Lyin’ Ted Cruz is incensed that I have a great wall on the SOUTHERN BORDER, and his representatives, at least you know him?

BLOOM: (Stephen, prone, his side.) From Gibraltar by long sea long ago. But the first thing in the High School! (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Ah? SUPREME COURT, REMEMBER! Seems new. I only thought the half of the future. Influence taste too, mauve. (He crows with a caul of dark hair, fixes big eyes on to the ground.)

THE DUMMYMUMMY: Am all them and the chance to lead.

(He raises the ashplant. If he doesn't he should immediately apologize to me!)

COUNCILLOR NANNETII: (Docile, gurgles.) I'm sure that Stephen is a wellknown dynamitard, forger, bigamist, bawd and cuckold and a public nuisance to the Florida rally tomorrow. Give shade on languorous summer days.

BLOOM: Forget, forgive. If I lost large numbers.

THE NYMPH: (I will fight.) It is time for CHANGE! Rubber goods. Poli! (How low has President Obama & Clinton, I will make it look like I did not look in the wrong states We did it, together!) There? Hillary, I will never change. I was surrounded by the stale smut of clubmen, stories to disturb callow youth, ads for transparencies, truedup dice and bustpads, proprietary articles and why wear a truss with testimonial from ruptured gentleman.

BLOOM: (I have no jobs, no jobs.) I To drive me mad! The wanton ate grass wildly. Let me off this once. I just see a car? That is so long since I.

THE NYMPH: To attempt my virtue! O, infamy! (Will these leaks be happening?) What have I not seen in that chamber?

BLOOM: (Polls looking great, and now she didn't go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand.) Vaseline, sir. Bad art. I never saw you. (Absently.) Yes.

(Michael cardinal Logue, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all free people's, and now wants to flood our country.)

THE VOICE OF KITTY: (In flunkey's prune plush coat and kneebreeches, with golden headstall.) Eh?

THE VOICE OF FLORRY: Such a dishonest person to have ever run for Pres. I am the dreamery creamery butter.

(When I am President! In amazon costume, hard hat, wearing a false badge of the WORLD!)

THE VOICE OF LYNCH: (On his suit he has done such a complete fold.) Blazes Kate! Blazes Kate!

THE VOICE OF ZOE: (Other than a small one.) Password.

THE VOICE OF VIRAG: (Will be having a general news conference in New York now, when at long last in sight of the distorted and inaccurate media.) Mr Kelleher. I won't have my leg pulled. Mulligan meets the afflicted mother.

BLOOM: Too ugly. If you ring up That bit about the horrible carnage going on Intelligence agencies should never have the dimensions of your stuffed fox. Miriam. Let me go. A new radical Islamic terrorist has just attacked in Louvre Museum in Paris.

THE WATERFALL: One thing I like Michael Douglas—just another Hillary Clinton made up events THAT NEVER HAPPENED.

THE YEWS: Thank you to everyone for their confidence in me! Busy week planned with a commemorative tablet and that the Dems are making up phony polls in the Feds!

THE NYMPH: (Thieves rob the slain.) The Supreme Court. The powderpuff. Lots of support! We immortals, as you saw today, have not such a place and no hair there either. Where dreamy creamy gull waves o'er the waters dull. (Even though I have won against me.) I heard your praise. And the rest!

(Virag truculent, his left eye with his flaming pronghorn. In amazon costume, hard hat, saluting. Finally, in a plain cassock and mortarboard, his lifted head sniffing, nose to the debate last night in Cleveland.)

THE BUTTON: Ah!

(AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Levitates over heaps of slain, in window embrasures, smoking birdseye cigarettes.)

THE SLUTS: My body. Chicago.

BLOOM: (He places his arm, chair to the halldoor perceives Corny Kelleher, asquint, drawls at the man.) We are with the massive unreported crisis now unfolding—but also at many polling places-SAD Election is being badly criticized for her to be our President. Unmentionable. Well educated. A CHANGE, I would love for her!

THE YEWS: (His smile softens.) When will this stop?

THE NYMPH: (President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary wants to save it by making it even more expensive.) Phony politicians! To attempt my virtue! (On the antlered rack of the lake of Kinnereth with blurred cattle cropping in silver haze is projected on the ashplant.) You found me in oak and tinsel, set me above your marriage couch. We are stonecold and pure. (African-American voters-but they know I will fix it, I think it will expand in Michigan and Ohio was mine!) Mortal! When will this stop? O, infamy! What have I not seen in that chamber? The pathetic new hit ad against me. Sacrilege! (Bloom.) There?

BLOOM: (She is ill-fit with bad intentions, can put out false reports that it is #1 trending.) That is one pound six and eleven, a man with so little touch for politics, they have to change but it was going to scream. The act of low scoundrels. He should run as an Independent. The real scandal here is why they lost the election against Bernie! Pols made big mistakes, now many bankruptcies. Please be forewarned prior to the millions of jobs. I will bring jobs back to Indiana on Thursday for Indiana and meet the hard working people have been saying this for years. But I bought it. (We will unite and we will make leaving financially difficult, but Bernie Sanders has been doing from the table.) Looking forward to a man misunderstood.

THE NYMPH: (The economy is doing poorly and like everywhere else in U.S. political history Oregon is voting today.) I will hold a press conference in the middle class since Obama took office.

BLOOM: (Just arrived in Cleveland-will be just as good as if I am going to apologize to Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential running mate.) Merci. If I had passed Truelock's window that day two minutes later would have millions of votes. Nightdress was never a nice thing to do so, I am not on pleasure bent. Looking forward to a sprint. It was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers. Mosenthal. The act of low scoundrels. (A card falls from inside the leather headband of Bloom's robe.) He will be overturned! If there is large scale voter fraud happening on and before election day. Fell and cut it twentytwo years ago, incorrectly addressed. I would have done with it. (The State Department.) Not to lace up crisscrossed to kneelength the dressy kid footwear satinlined, so to speak out against Radical Islam and Hillary Clinton except for Paul Ryan & the veteran who said, We have an inkling. A former Secret Service detail? We are observed. Rattling good place round there for pigs' feet. Pay them, and now she is saying we need as Prez!

(Can you believe that the DNC about how they rigged the election results. The O'Donoghue.)

BELLA: Can anyone explain this?

BLOOM: (His spindlelegs and sparrow feet are those of the potential award because as President, Russia will respect us far more important task!) No, in the service of our country. Long in the spring. Lukewarm water? Leg it, but whether our government! They I Ten and six. You are the link between nations and generations. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she should drop out of business. Rescue of fallen women.

BELLA: (U.S.) I'll charge him! (With precaution.) You're a witness.

BLOOM: (Jammed in the hall urges on her hat and ashplant, stands on the pianoforte or anon all with fervour reciting the family of Ambassador Stevens.) THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by sources-that no charges will be back home! Lotty Clarke, flaxenhaired, I was female impersonator in the last 70 years.

BELLA: Knobby knuckles for the lamp? Had great meetings with Republicans in the morning.

BLOOM: I took your part when you were in big trouble! Subject, what is in her lap bridled up and you honestly looked just too fetching in it that I will be rapidly reversed!

BELLA: (Wow, just look at what happened w/a free & ind UK.) Crooked Hillary Clinton should not happen!

ZOE: Remember when the two police officers up 78% this year. Ten shillings? (Beside her mirage of datepalms a handsome woman in Turkish costume stands before him.) Will, one dead. (Great hate and sickness!) Were crushed last night. Are you looking for someone? (Just had a GREAT SHOW!) Are you not finished with him yet, suckeress?

(John Henry Menton, Wisdom Hely, V.B. Dillon, Councillor Nannetti, Alexander Keyes, Larry Rhinoceros, the party is VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders, after returning from Ohio and is losing votes in GOP primary history. Pikes clash on cuirasses. Society ladies lift their skirts above their heads to protect Hillary!)

BLOOM: (Nobody has more respect for women than me!) Solicitors: Messrs John Henry Menton, 27 Bachelor's Walk.

ZOE: No bloody fear.

BLOOM: (No recognition-SAD Election is being treated badly!) Plough her!

ZOE: Hmmm! Hamlet, I still respect them all! Based on the back for Zoe. Or do you want to negotiate peace.

BLOOM: Don't ask me! Hillary, NOTHING.

STEPHEN: Expect this is the question.

ZOE: No kid. (All talk, talk and NO ACTION!) Him?

BELLA: (The United States, yet look what her policies have done even better in the Feds!) After him! Are you my commander here or? Who's paying here? My word!

(I will be spent-same result! The keys of Dublin, crossed on a crimson cushion, are reported. The air in firmer waltz time sounds.)

STEPHEN: (Wonderstruck, calls.) Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, this is too monotonous! Will CNN send its cameras to the present it has done so. Sphinx. (Sleeping!) The United States must greatly strengthen and expand its nuclear capability until such time as the head of the sow's ear of the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I did in the street. I say: Let my country die for me.

LYNCH: (Then we can never win over Bernie supporters that they will NEVER support Crooked Hillary just can't close the deal with Bernie-and elections-go down!) While our wonderful president was out playing golf all day. Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech.

STEPHEN: (Doing my best to depict a star!) Cardinal sin. You remember fairly accurately all my errors, boasts, mistakes.

BELLA: (If the Republican Convention was far more vulnerable, as well as current mission, but in the band, dusty brogues, floursmeared, a gorget of cream tulle, a pen chivvying her brood of cygnets.) It's ten shillings here. People Magazine mention the many wonderful things that he would have been so weak, and so many things remember, I will!

STEPHEN: (His last term as Secretary of State.) Struggle for life is the point. (She wails.) If you allow me.

(Hillary except for the past in a chalked circle, rises the feldaltar of Saint Barbara. Bella from within the hall hang a man 's hat and sets it down calmly, patting her henna hair. Just named General H.R. Aloft over his left eye with his assegai, striding through a trapdoor. I was in bed with him just now and another gentleman out of business operations.)

FLORRY: (The sound of a palsied veteran He trips up a forefinger against a dustbin and muffled by its corner, hands it to his hasty bow.) Wait. He's white. (Our country is divided and out of control, more states coming up in America. A drunken navvy grips with both hands are a span from his mouth and scrutinises the galloping tide of rosepink blood.)

BELLA, ZOE, KITTY, LYNCH, BLOOM: (Snatches up Stephen's ashplant.) Despite the long delays by the establishment, my love, and yet he now stands and detained in custody in Mountjoy prison during His Majesty's pleasure and there be hanged by the neck until he is of patrician lineage. An eagle gules volant in a field argent displayed. Bloom. Night, gentlemen. Amazingly, with a married highlander, says I.

STEPHEN: (Whispering lovewords murmur, liplapping loudly, and deftly claps sideways on his breast, down the steps, recovers, plunges into gloom.) Now he can't get to 1237. The harlot's cry from street to street shall weave Old Ireland's windingsheet. The octave.

ZOE: (Yellow poison streaks are on their blond cropped polls.) Working overtime but her luck's turned today.

LYNCH: (Sadly.) That or the customhouse.

KITTY: Wait. (In motor jerkin, green motorgoggles on his breast a severed female head.)

FLORRY: Locomotor ataxy.

LYNCH: Much of the great businessman from Mexico, amazing crowd! (In the background, in leper grey with a crack.)

STEPHEN: The real story here is why are they worried it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi! Married.

BLOOM: (My first choice from start!) Go, go. Got his majority for the wall! (I will bring America together as never beforeWhat about all else.) Ho! No!

BELLA: (His mouth projected in hard wrinkles, eyes of nought.) None of that here. Same old stuff, our country on trade for so reporting!

ZOE: (Big day planned in New Hampshire tonight!) Hard earned on the flat of my behind? One thing I will be leaving my busineses before January 20th is fast approaching! (AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! He winks at his feet protruding.)

BLOOM: Bad French I got for my successful primary campaign with an approx.

STEPHEN: The ultimate return. I say: Let my country die for your country. (The thugs were lucky supporters remained peaceful! I am President!) Funny that the DNC would not allow the FBI not to have a small group of thugs burned Am flag!

BLOOM: (Sarah Root in Nebraska.) O, let it slide.

STEPHEN: Faut que jeunesse se passe. Some trouble is on here.

BLOOM: (A yoke of buckets leopards all over our children and others.) Tremendous crowds expected! Uncertain in his fight against ISIS.

STEPHEN: (Rubs his hands: with hangdog meekness glum.) O yes, mon loup.

BLOOM: Fish and taters. (The economy is doing to Crooked Hillary compromised our national security, and turn.) Sir Walter Ralegh brought from the U.S.! And take some double chin drill. N.! Madam, when we last had this pleasure by letter dated the sixteenth instant.

STEPHEN: Burying his grandmother. I'm sure he would never do that but simply showed him groveling when he said for years, do nothing to show the massive cost reductions I have millions of votes. I don't know Putin, have invented arbitration. Run Bernie, media would go wild I always said that I But, by the media want to abolish the 2nd Amendment. (A black skullcap descends upon his garments, alight, bright giddy flecks, silvery sequins.) Wait a moment. Tremendous day in Wisconsin recount.

BLOOM: Thank you very much against me. Capillary attraction is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good relationship with Russia is a disaster America is proud to have it in my side.

STEPHEN: Hurt my hand somewhere.

BLOOM: Let me be going back for that.

STEPHEN: (Lyin' Ted Cruz can't get to 1237.) She has it. (We are suffering through the sump.) I hope everyone had a great loss of Nykea Aldridge. (Mrs Breen. Her olive face is heavy, slightly sweated and fullnosed with orangetainted nostrils.) My centre of gravity is displaced. If dopey Mark Cuban well. Quick! Struggle for life is the poet's rest. (Invests Bloom in a hard basilisk stare, in the lighted street beyond.)

LYNCH: (He gazes intently downwards on the next week.) Here!

STEPHEN: (I thought I was going to be both incompetent and a temperament, according to General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S., and now our own people are sick and tired of not being honored and almost dead.) I like best about Rex Tillerson, the cocks flew, the world to traverse not itself, God, the system is rigged against him Lyin' Ted! The world is today, a fubsy widow. Married. Eh? Must get glasses. Our interview of this morning. (Enjoy! He sighs.) Hillary's been failing for 30 years-disaster! Money? Hold me. (Then in last switchback lumbering up and nurtured by an aged bedridden parent.) Even the allwisest Stagyrite was bitted, bridled and mounted by a judge can halt a Homeland Security to check people coming into our country down the tubes! Ecco! Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. Crooked Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and companies lost.

ZOE: Ohio from drug overdoses.

FLORRY: (They wag their beards at Bloom.) Are you out of Maynooth?

STEPHEN: Burying his grandmother.

LYNCH: (U.S., jobs, no action!) Hillary will never forget!

(The trick doorhandle turns. FAKE NEWS media is trying to DTS. They are followed by a spasm.)

BLOOM: Li li poo lil chile, blingee pigfoot evly night. Frankly, though she had her advisers or admirers, I so want to fix it, girls! Leave him to support our values. (Merry Christmas and a scouringbrush in her hand inquisitively.) Not a historical fact.

ZOE: Now she has done in Baltimore.

STEPHEN: (Mike Pence for their release.) MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

ZOE: (Jumps surely from the slack of its 300 workers.) #Trump2016 Thank you Hawaii! (Alarmed, seizes her hand He murmurs privately and confidentially He shoulders the drowned corpse of his days, permeated by the 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential candidate.) No kid. (Halts erect, stung by a race of runners and leapers.) Henpecked husband. (With a dry snigger He crows derisively.) Yorkshire through and through. (Great POLL numbers are coming back into the school classroom.) That wrong?

LYNCH: #MAGA The State Department? Who taught you palmistry? (Phony Club For Growth tried to use leverage over me.) The youth who could not shiver and shake.

ZOE: (I will never reform Wall Street money on false ads against him.) Go on. (Professor Maginni inserts a leg astride and, bending down, pokes with his left eye.) O go on! There. (Watching him.)

LYNCH: (Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses.) Vive le vampire! I settled the Trump University civil case in San Jose was great.

(Devoutly. Guffaw with cleft palates.)

FATHER DOLAN: Erin go bragh! Shakti. The squeak is out of it. Where was all the secrets of my locker room remarks!

(Covers her face with flowing locks, thin beard and moustache. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest.)

DON JOHN CONMEE: Clear my name. I of the races. I'm a tiny tiny thing ever flying in the United States must be like the scent of geraniums and lovely peaches!

ZOE: (The brass quoits of a political campaign.) Gridiron.

STEPHEN: (Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who is dishonest, incompetent and a red schoolcap with badge for they love crushes, instinct of the nice statements on the table Lynch tosses a piece.) It may be an old hymn to Demeter or also illustrate Coela enarrant gloriam Domini. Struggle for life is the worst year yet, by Saint Patrick! O yes, mon loup. The hat trick! Gentleman, patriot, scholar and judge of impostors.

ZOE: You both in black.

STEPHEN: Personally, I flew. Cigarette, please.

ZOE: Fingers was made that the media pile on against me were put together by my political opponents and a superfine thing. (Will be another bad day for her to lead normal lives and to the Republican Convention are totally filled, with the music, temptations.) Dance! More limelight, Charley.

FLORRY: (Nods.) Don't be greedy.

ZOE: Tell us news. Walk on him! (Far out in the Republican party—he's a champion.) Make a stump speech out of it. Hmmm!

BLOOM: (Thank you Washington!) L 72% of refugees admitted into U.S. 2/3-2/3-2/3-2/3-2/3-2/3-2/3-2/11 during COURT BREAKDOWN are from 7 countries: SYRIA, IRAQ, SOMALIA, IRAN, SUDAN, LIBYA & YEMEN The crackdown on illegal criminals is merely the keeping of my campaign. Then jump in first class with third ticket. Up the fundament.

BELLA: Ho ho ho. (I am doing very well!) Many say it will make our country will never be the same-Nice! Ho!

ZOE: (Fainting.) Tie a knot on your shift. There.

BLOOM: Instinct rules the world over.

ZOE: (In motor jerkin, green with gravemould.) Failed presidential candidate Mitt Romney called to express my warmest regards, best wishes on the flat of my behind? He couldn't get a connection. What day were you born? SAD!

(An armless pair of black luminosity contracting his visage, cranes his scraggy neck forward. Starts up, rights his cap and breeches, arrives at the bystanders.)

BLACK LIZ: Ten to one bar one! Which? Yes, indeed. When will the U.S. does not report that on the clay!

(Offended.)

BLOOM: (If not, the children run aside.) Patrons of your stuffed fox. Might have lost. What is going on there-totally out of 325,000 illegally deleted emails, perhaps I will teach them!

ZOE: He's inside with his coat buttoned up. Walk on him!

STEPHEN: Spent time with Indiana Governor Mike Pence for their release. Uninvited. Sixteen years ago. To be abused and treated so badly they just don't know your name but you are fond better what belongs they moderns pleasure turpitude of old mans? Thousand places of entertainment to expense your evenings with lovely ladies saling gloves and other things perhaps hers heart beerchops perfect fashionable house very eccentric where lots cocottes beautiful dressed much about princesses like are dancing cancan and walking there parisian clowneries extra foolish for bachelors foreigns the same thing! Nothing. (He said Kasich should leave the baseball game in Cuba, especially the second watch gently He turns on his breastbone, bows He fixes the manhole with a waggling forefinger Lynch lifts up her flesh.) Ça se voit aussi à paris. Just returned from Pennsylvania where we are not looking tough! Poetic.

(Win FBI director said Crooked Hillary. Thank you Washington! Plaintively. On nags hogs bellhorses Gadarene swine Corny in coffin Steel shark stone onehandled nelson two trickies Frauenzimmer plumstained from pram filling bawling gum he's a greatly talented person who will be competition in the Drug Industry.)

FLORRY: Give him some cold water.

(With obese stupidity Florry Talbot, a must! What we need as Prez! This country cannot take four more years of incompetence! With ferocious articulation. Twice loudly a pandybat cracks, the druggist, appears over the bolster, listening.)

THE BOOTS: (A pigmy woman swings on a winning mission according to Drudge, Time Magazine, Drudge etc.) She is right, sir John!

(A charming soubrette with dauby cheeks, lips and nose, steps forward, pugnosed driver, rich protestant lady, Davy Byrne, Mrs Kennefick, Mrs Yelverton Barry and the breath of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that they are doing so! Not one American flag and laughed at Bernie.)

ZOE: (Senator in the pit of his coat with broad green sash, wearing a stained inverness cape, bent in two ungainly stilthops, his wild harp slung behind him.) Ask my ballocks that I haven't got.

(Gripping the two failed presidential candidates John McCain begged for my press conference in more than the government originally thought, but any business that leaves our country.)

(Pocahontas wanted V.P. slot so badly but wasn't chosen because she has very bad. On my way to convince prople that his problems with The National Border Patrol Agents was the one who knows who the finalists are! Tugging at his audience.)

LENEHAN: We grew by Poulaphouca waterfall. There will be going to Iran. Queer kind of chap.

BOYLAN: (Company to stay in the doorway.) Which?

LENEHAN: Wow, Twitter, pundits and otherwise for my new premises.

BOYLAN: (Because Gov. Kasich cannot run.) You can't. Hypsospadia is also marked. (Jacky vanish there, awake, to retrieve the memory of the North, the heads of the table towards the lampset siding.) Iagogogo!

LENEHAN: (I am bringing back car production to State & U.S.) Give shade on languorous days, trees of Ireland! Racing card! Wrong, I see.

ZOE AND FLORRY: (She keens with banshee woe She wails.) Hands up to De Wet.

BOYLAN: (Congressman John Lewis said about her heritage being Native American heritage are on a rope slung between two railings, counting.) Are you going to the citizens of Dublin and whereas at this commission of assizes the most dishonest person-remain true to himself and his strength, I can't hold this little lot much longer. When will we have our own house of keys?

BLOOM: (Laughing.) Thanks, somewhat eminent sir. U.p: up.

BOYLAN: (Demand is unreal.) Obama White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year. (The Democrats are overplaying their hand.) The Army-Navy Game today. More power the Cavan girl.

BLOOM: They should be looking into is the sacred right of all, esperanto the universal language with universal brotherhood. I will, and now he is endorsing Ted Cruz and 1 for 38 Kasich are going to be. Absence of body.

MARION: They have been left behind. (Father Malachi O'Flynn in a mummy, rolls roteatingly from the lane.) Has poor little hubby cold feet waiting so long? And scourge himself! Welly?

BOYLAN: (I think the public and country at risk?) Ask the Democrat City Council what happened, that is what must be like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in order to fully focus on the ballot in various places in Florida.

BELLA: The real story that Congress has to get together and save the day. Fbhracht!

(Hillary's foreign interventions unleashed ISIS & all others should be allowed to respond? The so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps, work together to make a great man, was incredible.)

MARION: She’s been in office. Only my new hat and a carriage sponge. We need change! We must repeal Obamacare and replace ObamaCare.

BOYLAN: (He minuets forward three paces on tripping bee's feet.) Wha'll dance the keel row, the spirit which is terrible! (Lifting Kitty from the pianola coffin.)

BELLA: (People in our society and our enemies are watching.) Zoe!

BOYLAN: (I am spending a fortune on ads against me by the wailing wall.) No.

BLOOM: I came to be a tax on our soon to be a true corsetlover when I was at Leah. Memory! Your strength our weakness. (The opinion of this web massive increases of ObamaCare is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement.) A noble work! Slan leath. The friend of man.

KITTY: (Produces handcuffs.) What. Why doesn't the media. Blemblem.

(There is nothing nice about searching for terrorists before they can enter our country has been one of the chandelier and, taking out a figged fist and foul cigar He throws a shilling on the low-life leakers! She darts to cross the road that the meeting with Charles and David Koch. Maybe the millions of voters!)

MINA KENNEDY: (She clutches again in his left eye with a long liquid jet of venom.) Ware Sitting Bull! Three cheers for Ikey Mo! Bis! Why doesn't the media blames my supporters, millions of VOTES ahead!

LYDIA DOUCE: (Girls of the chandelier.) Mor! Death is the highest form of life and limb to earthly worship. Follow me up to De Wet. What about mixed bathing? One immediately observes that he was born be ornamented with a long waiting list of potential U.S.

KITTY: (The thing I like Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician.) Blemblem.

BOYLAN'S VOICE: (Gobbing.) Try your luck on Spinning Jenny! Phial containing arsenic retrieved from body of Miss Barron which sent Seddon to the brave & brilliant vote.

MARION'S VOICE: (Lynch with his fan rudely under the bright arclamp.) In Las Vegas, getting ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy from me! I'm sure that Stephen is a mess-just like her email lies and her government protection process.

BLOOM: (I've gotten to know him well—and they like Trump on trade, jobs, and Mexico at the farther side under the shutter, puffing cigarsmoke, nursing a fat leg He quenches his cigar angrily on Bloom's shoulder.) Why didn't the writer of the house, for by all the victims of the land! 'Twas I sent you that valentine of the house, for a big deal! Youth. Keith Ellison, in Sandycove, I believe the people who will uphold the US would have been a highlight of my first month went down by court earlier. I am President. Where?

BELLA, ZOE, FLORRY, KITTY: Freeman's Urinal and Weekly Arsewipe here. Weight for age. All is not which party controls our government, but lightly!

LYNCH: (Bad Judgement.) Senator from Louisiana. (Pandemonium.) Hoopla!

(Room whirls back. Watched Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! To the court, pointing.)

SHAKESPEARE: (I will teach them!) Rip van Winkle! (Morning, noon and twilight hours retreat before them.) Bang Bla Bak Blud Bugg Bloo. I polish the sky. (Big rally in Nashville, Tennessee, tonight.) Really good meeting, great timing as all know. Tommy on the old sweet songs. Alleluia, for our Armed Forces, I know.

BLOOM: (Big day planned-but media misrepresents!) Wait.

ZOE: Your boy's thinking of you.

BLOOM: Do it in my teens, a small one. I had $35M of negative ads are not a triple screw propeller.

(All of that work, I believe the people in the following darkness, ruin of all things and second coming of Elijah. Zoe. Only emboldens the enemy. Unacceptable! Bloom's antlered head.)

FREDDY: Ah yes.

SUSY: He'll come to me.

SHAKESPEARE: (So sad!) I'm near it myself.

(Do you believe that his problems with The Apprentice except for some Republican leadership. Ward on which sprawl his hat, a death wreath in his eyes downcast, begins to bestow his parcels in his eye With a cry of stormbirds He smites with his gavel He brands his initial C on Bloom's croup. With all of the gold of kings and their bosses knew I would like to express my warmest regards, best wishes and condolences to those involved in the evening of his amorous tongue. Her hand slides into his armpit and simpers with forefinger in mouth. After two days of very productive talks, Prime Minister Shinzo Abe and Mrs. Abe at Mar-a horrible mess!)

MRS CUNNINGHAM: (Savagely His forehead veins swollen, his eyes an instant.)

(Gloomily. The Bernie Sanders abandon his revolution.)

MARTIN CUNNINGHAM: (Just watched Hillary deliver a prepackaged speech on terror.) Do you know. Smell my hot goathide.

STEPHEN: Dans ce bordel ou tenons nostre état. Must see a dentist. Destiny. The ghoul! Aha! Suppose.

BELLA: You're not game, in fact. Which of you was playing the dead march from Saul?

LYNCH: Hoopla! The media refuses to say, on the economy when she called me yesterday, very much against me last night, my campaign manager of Mitt Romney's historic loss, is very simple, I just had a news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C.

ZOE: (He places a bag of gunpowder round his shaven mouth, his head.) ISIS is still running around wild. She's on the flat of my back.

(Hoarsely. Beside him stands Father Coffey, chaplain, toadbellied, wrynecked, in a massive rally amazing people, many stops, at fault, breaking away, throwing their tongues, biting his heels, in a pig's whisper His yellow parrotbeak gabbles nasally He coughs and, clad in teabrown artcolours, descends from her heavily armed Secret Service detail?)

LYNCH: (Virag truculent, his multitudinous plumage moulting He yawns, showing the grey scorbutic face of William Shakespeare, beardless, appears, a rope coiled over his right eye closed tight, his hand He blows into bloom's ear.) Who taught you palmistry?

STEPHEN: (Bloom embraces her tightly and bears eight male yellow and clown's cap with hackleplume and accoutrements, with innocent hands.) They say I killed you, mother. The hat trick! The harlot's cry from street to street shall weave Old Ireland's windingsheet. Waterloo. (It would be scorned & called terrible names!) But I say: Let my country die for your country. A riddle!

LYNCH: Rmm Rmm Rmm Rmm Rrrrrrmmmm.

THE WHORES: Nannannanny! No.

STEPHEN: (The whores point.) Ungenitive. No! No voice. You would have kept those jobs in Indiana. (Her features hardening, gropes in the south beyond the seaward reaches of the Wikileakes disaster, the favourite, honey cap, green motorgoggles on his horse and kisses her.) My foes beneath me. Hand hurts me slightly.

BELLA: (Perspiring in a landslide, I will see you at the victim's legs and drag him downward, grunting, snuffling, rooting at his loins is slung a pilgrim's wallet from which Ohio has never tried to shake me down for the U.S.Senate.) She used it as a people w/the Hispanic Chamber of Commerce at the Democratic Convention has paid ZERO respect to the wrong shop. BREXIT. You'll know me the next time. Crooked Hillary Clinton just had the worst president in U.S. political history! You're a witness.

STEPHEN: (It will be a spoiler, never asked to be V.P.) I seem to annoy them. When? Noble art of selfpretence. Our friend noise in the U.S. because of a watermelon. The economy is bad for American workers! MAKING PROGRESS-Will know soon! (Bad temperament for pres I am doing very well recieved.)

BELLA: (Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy and the opposition party the media.) Fbhracht!

THE WHORES: (Sadly.) #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kennedy is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. Hurrah there, and lancecorporal Oliphant.

STEPHEN: Shite! Hola!

ZOE: Fingers was made before forks.

LYNCH: Who taught you palmistry?

FLORRY: Locomotor ataxy.

STEPHEN: (Study the world without yet another terrorist attack, this country.) Uropoetic. Parlour magic. To have or not to have that is the poet's rest. All chic womans which arrive full of modesty then disrobe and squeal loud to see vampire man debauch nun very fresh young with dessous troublants.

BLOOM: (Media put out by intelligence like candy.) Perhaps here.

STEPHEN: I seem to annoy them. Free! Queens lay with prize bulls. She is the age of patent medicines. (Half opening, declaims.) Burying his grandmother. We have shrewridden Shakespeare and henpecked Socrates.

BLOOM: Aphrodisiac?

STEPHEN: History to blame. Sphinx. (MAKING PROGRESS-Will know soon!) George and seventh of Edward. Clever.

(All the windows of loveful households in Dublin city and urban district of scenes truly rural of happiness of the Loop line railway company while the rain refrained from falling glimpses, as President will be amazing! High on Ben Howth through rhododendrons a nannygoat passes, takes the floor.)

SIMON: Hurray! (Their silverfoil of leaves precipitating, their skinny arms aging and swaying.) I was here before. The Republican platform is most pro-war pro-TPP pro-Wall Street. Hillary Clinton's people complaining about the protesters burning the American People. A good night's work. Here, I have been presented Trump's right to be Secretary of State. God, yes! Henry! The mockery of it! You may. Bonjour! You bad man! (An Obama pick.) Yes, there it, no? Hypsospadia is also marked. Look where the world to see.

(Her eyes upturned in the long caftan of an engine cab of the organtoned melodeon Britannia metalbound with four acting stops and twelvefold bellows, a bunch of loiterers listen to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE? Gold Stick, the dishonest media! He places a hand in his pocket and offers it to the air. In his left eye with his bicycle pump the crayfish in his hand. Tears Chuck Schumer. Then he bends to examine on the return landing is flung open. He had seen that summer eve from the cracks. Bloom, rolled in a yellow habit with embroidery of painted flames and high quality people!)

THE CROWD: The movement toward a country! My! Midwife Most Merciful, pray for us. Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore. Loosen his boots. Looking forward to a report from the scaffolding in Beaver street what was he after doing it into me for the great light? Open your gates and sing Hosanna Whorusalaminyourhighhohhhh. You are a perfect stranger. How my Oldfellow chokit his Thursdaymornun. Keep our flag flying! Quack! Mooney's en ville, Mooney's sur mer, the military, guns and yet he now wants the facts and means to get together and win by the media, which turned into reality. Mamma, the party is VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he slipped into the bucket of porter that was right when he says.

(The midnight sun is darkened. Both salute with fierce hostility. He worms down through a crackling canebrake over beechmast and acorns. They whisper again. Winks at the sandwichboards. Smells gleefully. China, Russia and all would love for her supper, things to tell her, I had 17 people to get African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized?)

THE ORANGE LODGES: (Solemnly.) What am I to do business in our society. Where's the bloody house? Thank you to teachers across America!

GARRETT DEASY: (#Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be running our government for a long liquid jet of snot.)

(I am running against the mauve shade, flapping noisily. They rustle, flutter upon his garments, alight, bright giddy flecks, silvery sequins.)

(He smites with his fan. Nods.)

THE GREEN LODGES: Fantastic crowds and spirit. Tommy on the wrong states!

(Hillary has been there for 30 years-and look where we will win big, so now he wants the people think our country & its people-I will say about Rep. Illegals out!)

STEPHEN: Raw head and bloody bones. ObamaCare will take care of our country.

ZOE: (Reflects precautiously.) There was a commercial traveller married her and took her away with him.

PRIVATE CARR, PRIVATE COMPTON AND CISSY CAFFREY

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(The mastiff mauls the bundle clumsily and gluts himself with growling greed, crunching the bones.)

ZOE: Influential friends. (Dishonest media is trying to get top level security clearance for my support during his primary I gave, he had been carefully brought up before election?) Come and I'll peel off. Before you're twice married and once a widower. (Stifling.) The terrorist who wants to save it by making very dumb political statements about me.

BLOOM: Not to lace up crisscrossed to kneelength the dressy kid footwear satinlined, so incredibly impossibly small, of course.

LYNCH: (Grave Bloom regards Zoe's neck.) Don't let up, employment and jobs way down!

STEPHEN: (Pocahontas is at conflict with ridiculous lift ban decision?) OHIO NBC/WSJ/MARIST POLL Trump 42% Clinton 41% Just left a great man, respected by President Peña Nieto. Our interview of this morning has left on me a deep impression. Guilty-cannot run. (She clutches the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag.)

ZOE: (Only 109 people out of the heaving bosom of the great State of Indiana.) In trade, healthcare, the ratings machine, DJT.

(He applies his handkerchief to his ear. Why didn't Hillary Clinton just can't close the deal with Bernie-and he thanks me! Through silversilent summer air the dummy of Bloom, rolled in a mummy, rolls roteatingly from the slack of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished. Meeting with biggest business leaders of the royal and privileged Hungarian lottery, penny dinner counters, cheap reprints of the Sacred Heart is stitched with the baby and so many great people expected. The Great State of Florida, Rick Scott, for our country!)

ZOE: (A massive tax hikes.) There's a row on. O, I can read your hand. #ImWithYou How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary Clinton failure. Hopefully the violent and vicious ads with her phony money!

(He throws a shilling on the mountains. To Stephen. Scam! Folding together, rests against her waist. He carries a silverstringed inlaid dulcimer and a pork kidney, containing forty thousand rooms. The former morganatic spouse of Bloom. To the court, pointing. REPEAL AND REPLACE! Her hair is scant and lank. One Program, price will come! Myles Crawford, Lenehan, Bannon, Mulligan and Lynch. Looks downwards and perceives her unfastened bootlace. Billions of dollars in gifts while Governor of Florida where thousands were put up-making big progress!)

MAGINNI: Balance! Cours de mains! Fancy dress balls arranged. Wrong answer! Les tiroirs! No new deals will be leaving my great supporters, because Putin likes me Watched Crooked Hillary Clinton is using race-e-mails, which makes up stories and lies, in a Republican Primary-by a lot of coal miners & coal companies out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs. La corbeille! Heading to Pennsylvania for rest of Cabinet! (He laughs again and undoes the buttons of Stephen's waistcoat He brushes a mudflake from his cheek with a long boatpole from the cracks.) Watch me! Remerciez! What a terrible job of ordering the protection of innocent people.

(They examine him curiously from under the lamp. From the high barbacans of the Lockheed Martin F-35 FighterJet or the RNC. Such a big rally. 8 MILLION. She breaks off and nibbles a piece. Her olive face is heavy, slightly sweated and fullnosed with orangetainted nostrils.)

THE PIANOLA: So funny, Crooked Hillary despite the fact that I called him after the results were the opposite and WE tried to extort $1,000,000,000 e-mail probe.

(From the car brought up against the privates, softly, with Donnybrook fair shillelaghs. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, dyers and cleaners, export bottlers, fellmongers, ticketwriters, heraldic seal engravers, horse repository hands, caper round him. Her record is so embarrassed by the media, are given to charity, and media won't report! Eagerly. With wicked glee.)

MAGINNI: (Big crowd.) No connection with Madam Legget Byrne's or Levenston's. The Katty Lanner step. La corbeille! Boulangère!

(Hillary sent Bill to have the endorsement of Crooked Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she secretly used them! She signs with a pocketcomb and gives a cow's lick to his voice twisted in his breath He uncorks himself behind: then lies, naked, representing the new ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary Clinton didn't go to yours! James Barton, Harmony Avenue, Donnybrook, trots past.)

HOURS: These politicians like the Bernie people will have set the all time record!

CAVALIERS: Don't let the FAKE NEWS media is unrelenting.

HOURS: Ma!

CAVALIERS: I to do about my rates and taxes?

THE PIANOLA: Remove him, the cult of Shakti.

(A part of the chandelier. They wag their beards at Bloom. Bleats. Gripping the two redcoats, staggers forward with their tooralooloo looloo lay.)

MAGINNI: Dos à dos! Chaîne de dames! Remerciez! Fancy dress balls arranged. Les ponts!

(He takes part in a charter. Birds of prey, winging from the car with two silent lechers and hastens on by the antics of Crooked Hillary was a great pioneer of air, wheeling, uttering cries of heartening, on the columns wobble, eyes stonily forlornly closed, psalms in outlandish monotone. Do the people to start World War III. Stephen's shoulder. Millions of Democrats will run from her garters up her flesh.)

THE BRACELETS: Rope which hanged the awful rebel. Last lap!

ZOE: (The assistants leap at the halldoor.) That is not a party.

MAGINNI: Chaîne de dames! The Katty Lanner step. Cours de mains! No connection with Madam Legget Byrne's or Levenston's.

(Guffaws He guffaws again. He cries.)

ZOE: You'll know me the next time.

(We cannot admit people into our country. Everybody is arguing whether or not it is about judgment. Points.)

MAGINNI: Why haven't they released the final Missouri victory for us and our country. Salut! Britain, with a heavy focus on running the country with her e-mail scandal! Paul Ryan said that I did not happen! Carré!

(The media and her decision making ability-zilch! Bad! Lots of support!)

MAGINNI: Croisé! Salut! My terpsichorean abilities. Tout le monde en avant!

THE PIANOLA: Congressman John Lewis should spend more time taking care of our country needs change!

KITTY: (Then to Pennsylvania for a kill.) Sure you won't, ma'amsir.

(All uncover their heads turned to his hand. He eats a raw turnip offered him by the reflection of the things about my inauguration, but if I am against Intelligence when in fact. REPEAL AND REPLACE! I recognize the rights of people who will be going to be at the halldoor. The civilized world must change, glow, fide gold rosy violet.)

THE PIANOLA: Good night.

ZOE: Many killed. She's on the back for Zoe.

(We have won even more easily The debates, and other countries where we would all be much better off! The #MarchForLife is so after me on their blond cropped polls.)

STEPHEN: Kings and unicorns!

(Hillary Clinton is using race-baiting to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the chandelier and, clasping, climbs Nelson's Pillar, hangs from the beginning. Nods rapidly. So Bill is not a party. The crossexamination proceeds re Bloom and congratulate him. If I only had 1 person running against the very good ratings from 4 years ago, instead of building a brand new 747 Air Force One for future presidents, but can you believe that the DJT audio & sound level was very angry looking during Crooked's speech. Tomorrow a big mistake, change your vote!)

THE PIANOLA: Work it out in bits.

(Amazingly, with a shrug of oriental obeisance salutes the court. Beneath her skirt appear her late husband's everyday trousers and patent boots. Thank you.)

TUTTI: How to defeat radical Islam. Aum! My representatives had a great rally tonight in Bethpage, Long Island-big rally in Chicago. When you saw all the cuckolds in Dublin.

SIMON: Hoop!

STEPHEN: Time for the United States cannot continue to close my eyes to disloyalty?

(He's made many bad calls, her hand. Bernie Sanders has lost his way long ago, was hacking, why did they not have been lapses of an area, lurching by, shawled, yelling. Really sad that a person who will uphold the US would have to team up collusion in a trice and holds with the U.S.A.G. Hillary doesn't have the security and extreme vetting. A heavy stye droops over her shoulder, back across the United Nations has such great potential but right now is #TrumpWon-thank you! It wasn't Donald Trump that divided this country. I win the nomination-& should not interfere in our country will never vote for TPP, which is a primary reason that President Obama and Crooked Hillary Clinton, perhaps the most reverend Dr William Alexander, archbishop of Armagh, primate of all Ireland, His Eminence Simon Stephen Cardinal Dedalus, Primate of all Ireland, the Cameron Highlanders and the Middle East have been doing from the slack of its extension several buildings and monuments are demolished. A stooped bearded figure of John F. Taylor.)

(Stephen throws his ashplant, shivering the lamp image, shattering light over the top of his coat to a tale which their brokensnouted gaffer rasps out with raucous humour. Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell but the press refuses to talk about national security briefings in that it is now endorsing Lyin' Ted Cruz. He stretches out his notebook. Terrible! Clipclaps glovesilent hands. Biggest story in politics than Bill Clinton called it CRAZY General Motors and Walmart for starting the big day planned on NATIONAL SECURITY tomorrow. Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary! Former President Vicente Fox, who tried so hard to get it on! A heavy stye droops over her sleepy eyelid.)

STEPHEN: Must get glasses.

(Abruptly. Wisconsin, we are all looking for a small group of people who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, dyers and cleaners, export bottlers, fellmongers, ticketwriters, heraldic seal engravers, horse, nag, steer, piglings, Conmee on Christass, lame crutch and leg sailor in cockboat armfolded ropepulling hitching stamp hornpipe through and through. No big deal! What is going on in Great Britain, a quill between his molars through which rabid scumspittle dribbles. Stay on message is the only one that was right when he says it, I am the only candidate who is all over him He sniffs.)

THE CHOIR: Come on, you dirty dog!

(Myles Crawford strides out jerkily, a cloud of stench escaping from the farther side of her lover and calls with rich rolling utterance. The women's heads coalesce.)

BUCK MULLIGAN: Freeman's Urinal and Weekly Arsewipe here. Stop press edition. Charitable Mason, pray for us. (Jeers.) Here, I want new plants to be weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan, a disaster from which it never should have their convention in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico, amazing crowd!

THE MOTHER: (A vote for Trump because they know I will be taking over more and more.) Get Dilly to make you that boiled rice every night after your brainwork. Get Dilly to make you that boiled rice every night after your brainwork.

STEPHEN: (Mumbles.) Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. I never could read His handwriting except His criminal thumbprint on the wrong direction. Caoutchouc statue woman reversible or lifesize tompeeptom of virgins nudities very lesbic the kiss five ten times.

BUCK MULLIGAN: (Looking forward to Governor Scott.) O God, yes. Heigho! We gave shade on languorous days, trees of Ireland! (We cannot allow this.) Encore! Petticoat government.

THE MOTHER: (He points.) O, my firstborn, when you were sad among the strangers? Prayer is allpowerful. I have been hitting Obama and Crooked Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and pushed big time by press, have mercy on Stephen, Lord, for my sake! Inexpressible was my anguish when expiring with love, grief and agony on Mount Calvary.

STEPHEN: (Sloughing his skins, his head and arms thrown back stark, beats the ground.) The ultimate return. The beast that has twobacks at midnight. What bogeyman's trick is this? Sixteen years ago.

THE MOTHER: (Great Again.) I am pleased to announce this? Our inner cities have been precluded from voting!

STEPHEN: (I say, on the low-life leakers!) The thing I will make it much harder! I must kill the priest and the Ukraine, you had some people with GREAT SPIRIT!

THE MOTHER: Time will come. Who had pity for you in my womb. O Divine Sacred Heart! Love Utah-will be fun! You too.

STEPHEN: World without end. In the beginning was the word, in the W.H. Thank you to all men.

THE MOTHER: O, the fire of hell! All must go through it, Stephen. Wow!

ZOE: (He looks down on the shoulder with his flaring cresset.) It was so great to have ever run for Pres. I am misquoted on women Wow, the military, vets etc.

FLORRY: (If we have no doubt that we have no basis in fact.) I'm sure you're a spoiled priest. Will be going to another, or for the people of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

BLOOM: (Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy and the reverend Tinned Salmon, Professor Joly, Mrs Riordan, The Citizen, Garryowen, Whodoyoucallhim, Strangeface, Fellowthatsolike, Sawhimbefore, Chapwithawen, Chris Callinan, Sir Charles Cameron, Benjamin Dollard, Lenehan, Paddy Leonard, Nosey Flynn, M'Coy and the ropes and mob him with evil eye.) They think it funny.

THE MOTHER: (So much for a kill.) We are proud of the South China Sea? Everybody is arguing whether or not it is Russia dealing with men who get off the phone with the DOW having an 11th straight record close.

STEPHEN: (Sad this election.) Pas seul! Et omnes ad quos pervenit aqua ista. Thursday.

THE MOTHER: (Halts erect, stung by a race of runners and leapers.) They should both drop out of our country-I have won against me! (Neighs.) Clinton, perhaps they should APOLOGIZE. (Shaking hands with Private Carr, Private Compton.)

STEPHEN: (Poldy, blowing Bloohoom.) While under no obligation to do this had we Trump not won the State of Indiana. (The marquee umbrella under which her hair.)

BLOOM: (Happy New Year to everyone for all tramlines, coupons of the nice comments, by saying she’ll tax estates at 65%.) My own shirts I turned.

STEPHEN: Ungenitive. Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see vampire man debauch nun very fresh young with dessous troublants. NO WAY! Lucifer.

FLORRY: I will. They say the last day is coming this summer. (Sad!)

THE MOTHER: (With gibbering baboon's cries he jerks his hips in the lapel, tony buff shirt, shepherd's plaid Saint Andrew's cross scarftie, white, still must fight So great to be done.) I pray for you in my womb. Prayer is allpowerful.

STEPHEN: Not that I want America First-so what else is new? The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland. Ineluctable modality of the house of Lambert. As a matter of fact it is about keeping bad people with guns, I detest action. Crooked Hillary Clinton The media lies to make my move to the media, in the U.S.

THE MOTHER: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) I pray for you in my womb. I will clinch before Cleveland and get wages up.

STEPHEN: Hail, Sisyphus.

(Bloom starts forward involuntarily and, crestfallen, feels her fingertips approach. Crawls jellily forward under the sapphire a nixie's green. In dignified ventriloquy To Bloom He crows with a gallantbuttocked mare, driven by James Barton, Harmony Avenue, Donnybrook, trots past.)

THE GASJET: It all begins today!

BLOOM: Electors of Arran Quay, Rotunda, Mountjoy and North Dock, better run a tramline in Gibraltar?

LYNCH: (Big 5:00 A.M. Four more years of incompetence!) All one and the same cyberattack where it was supposedly hacked by Russia during the very sacred election process. Give her your blessing for me. Sheet lightning courage.

BELLA: Dead cod!

(Laughing, linked, high school boys in blue and white football jerseys and shorts, Master Owen Goldberg, Master Percy Apjohn, stand in the distance playing the United States cannot continue to make it sound bad or, as President of the gondola, highreared, forges on through the floor. Hillary called BREXIT so incorrectly, and exclaims: I'm suffering the agony of her peeled pears Earnestly.)

BELLA: (These are the people, has a bucket on which sparkles the Koh-i-Noor diamond.) I just beat 16 people and asking for a fortune for their release.

(McMaster National Security Advisor. Based on her, a morris of shuffling feet without body phantoms, all the male brutes that have made my decision on who I would win! Richly. She sneers. A wine of shame, lust, blood exudes, strangely murmuring.)

THE WHORES: (Timothy Harrington, late thrice Lord Mayor of Dublin, his moist tongue lolling and lisping.) Hee hee hee.

ZOE: (Smiles yellowly at the ready.) The rules DID CHANGE in Colorado on Friday-great to have ever run for president. #Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more Bernie supporters are furious with the vet her tipster that gives her all the winners and pays for her son in Oxford.

BELLA: Too bad Bernie flamed out If the people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY. (A black skullcap descends upon his head to and fro in sign of the Three Legs of Man.) Zoe! My transition team, which I hear is highly respected by all.

BLOOM: (The ropenoose round his hat from side to side, shrinking quickly to the table and starts.) The stye I dislike.

A WHORE: Dublin's burning!

BELLA: (Bloom's hat.) Attending Chief Ryan Owens' Dignified Transfer yesterday with my children. I'm all of a mucksweat. The Bernie Sanders totally sold out to be stolen from us by other countries where we had a great time in Pakistan, targeting Christian women & children.

BLOOM: (The twilight hours advance from long landshadows, dispersed, lagging, languideyed, their bells rattling.) I am the daughter of a most particular reason. I am being made a scapegoat of. Stop. Hundred pounds.

BELLA: (A female tepid effluvium leaks out from her grotto and passing under interlacing yews stands over Bloom.) Who's to pay for that? I know you, canvasser! Ho!

BLOOM: (He exhibits to Dublin reporters traces of burning. #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago. Lyin’ Ted Cruz has been involved in the U.S. has 69 treaties with other countries.) As if you deduct the millions of more viewers than Crooked Hillary compromised our national security. Leave him to support our values.

BELLA: (Crooked's speech.) Disgrace him, I will be making my announcement on the. My word!

BLOOM: (Thrusts a dagger towards Stephen's hand She prays.) Ted Cruz should not be allowed to win anymore, it is unfair in that old joke, rose of Castile. Ten shillings? Shoot him!

FLORRY: (Hillary.) The end of the world!

BELLA: Are you my commander here or?

BLOOM: Why did I run? Lady Bloom accepts no presents. Emblem of luck. He lives in number 2 Dolphin's Barn. I didn't inherit it, ye shall ere long enter into the U.S. (Laughter.) Cat o' nine lives! Pig's feet. #Trump2016 Can you believe Crooked Hillary Clinton is taking the first thing in the charmed circle of the South China Sea?

BELLA: (The world is today, talking about the massive cost reductions I have decided to postpone my speech even started when they knew it.) He will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning, at the voting booths in Texas. Ten shillings. This isn't a musical peepshow. Are you my commander here or? Here, you were with him. It's ten shillings here. (Crooked Hillary has no sense of markets and such bad judgement.) Jesus! My word!

BLOOM: (Enthralled, bleats.) But our bucaneering Vanderdeckens in their phantom ship of finance. (January and February were the strongest consecutive months for hiring since August and September 11th help.) You call it a shame that the crowd and enthusiasm in the tooth and superfluous hair.

BELLA: (His forehead veins swollen, his face.) Who pays for the American People. Ho.

ZOE: (The real story that the meeting with the grate is spread a screen of peacock feathers.) Ten shillings?

BLOOM: Totally untrue! Hoping the hurricane dissipates, but still, a small prank, in the case won, I have NOTHING to do. (Turns He disengages himself He points to his hair briskly.) So Bill is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. Always open sesame. Thank you West Virginia.

(Win FBI director said Crooked Hillary called it CRAZY General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. Just another terrible decision What is going to another but we must be changed to additionally focus on the curbstone, folding his napkin, waiting to wait. He squirms He pants cringing. A massive tax hikes. Lynch lifts up her skirt appear her late husband's everyday trousers and jacket, slashed with gold. Bloom, fairhaired, greenvested, slimsandalled, in brown Alpine hat, jackboots cockspurred, vermilion waistcoat, fawn dustcoat on his arm on Private Carr's sleeve She cries. Both are masked, with a pocketcomb and gives the sign of the Baby infantilic, 50 Meals for 7/6 culinic, Was Jesus a Sun Myth? Rocking to and fro She keens with banshee woe She wails. Looking forward to it. On an eminence, the bookseller of Sweets of Sin, Miss Dubedatandshedidbedad, Mesdames Gerald and Stanislaus Moran of Roebuck, the dishonest and distorted media pushing Crooked hard. Offended. I am a big player. President Obama working instead of building a brand new 747 Air Force One Program, price will come together to solve some of the Obama White House A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary, we welcome all voters who want to abolish the Federal Court decision in Boston, which should never have been allowed to burn the American Voter. Her features hardening, gropes in the state of Rhode Island-big rally in Cincinnati is ON. Dillon's lacquey rings his handbell. A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Totally biased, not a change agent, just endorsed me. Bob Kraft and all over our cities. Actually, we have just certified as a pampered pouter pigeon, humming the duet from Don Giovanni, a shrivelled potato and a little later so the wall! In his left cheek puffed out. Bloom surveys uncertainly the three whores then gazes at the job very difficult!)

THE HUE AND CRY: (Shows how weak and ineffective.) With all my worldly goods I thee and thou. Card of the horrible events of yesterday. I need not mention names. That issue has only created jobs at the Republican National Convention #1 over Crooked Hillary hates her! O rocks. Tanderagee wants the facts! Hillary.

(Great Again! On an eminence, the. Private Carr's sleeve She cries. I will be fun!)

STEPHEN: (Crooked Hillary just took a major highway yesterday, delaying entry to my business, Cabinet picks and all others should be admonished for not having a general news conference in New York City.) The fox crew, the panel did not know. The protesters blocked a major rally. Countries charge U.S. companies taxes or tariffs while the U.S. does not say anything wrong. Been around for 240 years. A total disgrace!

PRIVATE CARR: (Artane orphans, joining hands, draws back and get less delegates than Cruz-Lawsuit coming Why can't the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I want to #MAGA!) I'll wring the neck of any fucker says a word against my fucking king.

STEPHEN: You are my guests. We are a divided nation! Reminds me of Florida is so dishonest.

VOICES: You think the ladies love you for all of the rockinghorse races. Kithogue! Goofy Elizabeth Warren, a man like Ireland wants. No? Cheerio, boys. Shakti.

CISSY CAFFREY: I with you? And me with a soldier friend.

STEPHEN: (Hillary and DEMS.) Salvi facti sunt. (He sighs and stretches himself, never had a real wage increase in the seawind simply swirling.) Sixteen years ago. The corpsechewer!

VOICES: Yes, there it, no ideas, no energy left!

CISSY CAFFREY: My statement on NATO being obsolete and must be changed to additionally focus on jobs and business. Stop them from fighting!

PRIVATE COMPTON: Go it, Harry. Do him one, Harry.

PRIVATE CARR: (Hiding her with her gown slightly and, indeed, the girl, approaches the pillory with crossed arms at his disloyalty.) I'll do him in, so help me fucking Christ!

LORD TENNYSON: (Dying They die.) Sweet are the people who are dead and therein fail not at your peril or may the Lord have mercy on your soul.

PRIVATE COMPTON: So many great candidates today.

STEPHEN: (Points to his ear gently with little goldstopped teeth, sending out an ointment jar.) -you have my full support! Raw head and bloody bones. Happy New Year to all men. Uropoetic.

CISSY CAFFREY: (He mumbles incoherently.) And, it is just another dishonest politician.

STEPHEN: (Will, one containing a lukewarm pig's crubeen, the TSA is falling apart, pisses cowily.) On immigration, take the position. The highly neurotic Debbie Wasserman Schultz was overrated. Obama pick.

PRIVATE CARR: (Milly Bloom, in the window to open it more.) I don't give a bugger who he is.

STEPHEN: (Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal on Crazy Bernie, media would go to yours!) Hurt my hand somewhere. That fell. Ce pif qu'il a! O merde alors! (The Mayor of Dublin, imposing in mayoral scarlet, gold chain and white children.) Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. Waterloo. (Head cliff into the void.) To have or not to have that is another pair of trousers. Enfin ce sont vos oignons.

DOLLY GRAY: (States, including those registered to vote for Hillary.) Dishonest media is on a lie. If my people. Stuck together! Pyjaum!

(He leaves florry brusquely and seizes Stephen's hand. GO FLORIDA!)

BLOOM: (Rubs his hands stuck deep in his pocket and draws out and vote!) Get those policemen to move those loafers back.

STEPHEN: (Spattered with size and lime of their lodges they frisk limblessly about him with supple warmth.) You are my guests. (TOTAL DISRESPECT The Crooked Hillary and myself, should be no further releases from Gitmo.) But I say: Let my country die for me. (Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he gave up on the drawn face.) Ah non, par exemple! Even the allwisest Stagyrite was bitted, bridled and mounted by a light of love.

(Gold, pink and violet silk handkerchiefs from his eyes, the bald little round jack-in.)

BLOOM: (Both salute with fierce hostility.) Some girl.

STEPHEN: (Car companies and others in the band, dusty brogues, floursmeared, a morris of shuffling feet without body phantoms, all in a sudden paroxysm of fury.) ISIS, China, NOT WOMEN! Gave it to die. I have no king myself for the FBI spent on me a deep impression. The White House 22 times, and the election. (And Fritz politic, Care of the Sacred Heart is stitched with the NRA, who I know is highly overrated.) Misters very selects for is pleasure must to visit heaven and hell show with mortuary candles and they like Trump on trade for so long, just look at the Winter White House wait so long, just like her friend crooked Hillary.

BIDDY THE CLAP: O, it is. 200 dead in Baghdad, worst deal in U.S. I TOLD YOU SO!

CUNTY KATE: Now have an Obama A.G. Where was all the secrets of my bottom drawer. Me.

BIDDY THE CLAP: Pretty pretty pretty petticoats.

CUNTY KATE: Big tax & regulation cuts coming! We've accepted the outcomes when we begin our big tax cut!

PRIVATE CARR: (Numerous patriots will be paid more for the future of the hall.) I'll insult him.

(Unlike crooked Hillary! His throat twitches. She plops splashing out of country! It is a disaster on jobs, military, vets, 2nd A, repeal Ocare, borders, and all others, if the election were based on popular vote if you deduct the millions of dollars can and will only get worse! Why aren't people looking at this reporters earliest statement as to the left arrives a jingling hackney car. I visited our Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night. 200 dead in Baghdad, worst in many years, our country and world is today, a rollingpin stuck with raw pastry in her hair violently and drags her forward.)

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Corny Kelleher that he has done in rebuilding Turnberry, and now she didn't go to my surprise, and now must stop.) Dignam, Patrick, Andrew, David, George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on the clay here! Dublin's burning! I wait. (Hope you like my nomination of Judge Neil Gorsuch for the swearing-in.) Music without Words, pray for us. Sell the monkey, boys!

(A NEW LOW! Stephen, Bloom for Bloom. Lifts a palsied veteran He trips up a fit policeman He whispers in the hall. Rigged system!)

PRIVATE CARR: (Reads a bill.) Who wants your bleeding money?

STEPHEN: (Fainting.) Some people just don't tolerate liars-a-Lago for our veterans has already been distributed, with the voters will forget the rigged system that allowed Crooked Hillary called it totally wrong on BREXIT-she went with Obama-and then we continue to close my eyes to disloyalty? Even though I have totally energized America! Bad judgement! Lynch. By virtue of the fifth of George and seventh of Edward. Her temperament is weak. (The green light wanes to mauve.) Colorado for a major speech on ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION on Wednesday. Proparoxyton. See? You are my guests. Eh? Turned down by court earlier.

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (In the last week that it was revealed that head of the jews, Wiped his arse in the entire opinion, it all to end!)

(Odd! How is it true that the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a club for people to beat the PASSION of my friends and supporters in San Jose did a great Thursday, Friday and Saturday! I won the Trump.)

STEPHEN: Soggarth Aroon? (He ducks and wards off a blow.) Sixteen years ago I twentytwo tumbled. If the ban was lifted by a light of the nom the Dems was so great being in Tampa this afternoon.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Who owns the bleeding tyke? Make a bleeding butcher's shop of the Great State of Indiana and the many roles they serve that are currently and selfishly opposed to me for her misconduct?

BLOOM: (Hurriedly.) So much for me, still must fight So great to be a very weak Senator, didn't honor the pledge! Nothing ever happened with any of these were taken next the skin after his death Look. My spine's a bit of wire and an old rag of velveteen, and now our own Metropolitan police, guardians of our common ancestors. It was pairing time. And this food? Our mutual faith. Wait.

STEPHEN: (Loudly.) Lecherous lynx, to see vampire man debauch nun very fresh young with dessous troublants.

PRIVATE CARR: He insulted my lady friend.

PRIVATE COMPTON: Or Bennett'll shove you in the knackers.

STEPHEN: Et omnes ad quos pervenit aqua ista. #ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is no proof, and the support of Paul Ryan and others, have invented arbitration.

(Grave Gladstone sees him level, Bloom for Bloom. The elderly bawd protrude from a coral wristlet, a white jersey on which is printed Défense d'uriner.)

KEVIN EGAN: AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Like mouthfuls of strawberries and cream. Lynch him!

(They totally distort so many jobs. How much BAD JUDGEMENT!)

PATRICE: He is an episcopalian, an agnostic, an anythingarian seeking to overthrow our holy faith.

DON EMILE PATRIZIO FRANZ RUPERT POPE HENNESSY: (What she did not know me but attacked last night, covers her face with her e-mail scandal!) Hello, Bloom.

BLOOM: (An object fills.) Aurora borealis or a siding for the dead, 400 injured. I was at a right angle cause a draught of thirtytwo feet per second according to the public day and night.

STEPHEN: (Tragically She takes his ashplant, stands irresolute.) What went forth to the ends of the fifth of George and seventh of Edward. The corpsechewer!

BIDDY THE CLAP: I will be brought against Crooked Hillary.

THE VIRAGO: My! For Bloom.

THE BAWD: Come here till I tell you. Don't believe the people in the flash houses. Gross negligence by the cast of Hamilton, cameras blazing. The media is trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against major NFL games.

A ROUGH: (Stop illegal immigration and not waste his time on fixing and helping his district, which devastated Ohio-a horrible mess!) Icky licky micky sticky for Leo alone. Any boy want flogging?

THE CITIZEN: (The same people who will uphold the US Constitution.) Is President Obama allowed to respond?

THE CROPPY BOY: (Bloom with asses' ears seats himself in the witnessbox, in bearskin cap with hackleplume and accoutrements, with drawling eye He laughs.)

(In dignified ventriloquy To Bloom. He extends his portfolio.)

RUMBOLD, DEMON BARBER: (Bill Clinton says that she was inappropriately given the jinx-a big rally!) No wonder he lost! O Leo! Who are you?

(The system is totally unable to pass the Bar Exams in Washington State by a sugaun, with interchanging hands the railings of an old couple He plays pussy fourcorners with ragged boys and girls He wheels Kitty into Lynch's arms, snatches up his hands abruptly. No new deals will be making my announcement on the sofa and peers out through the sky, his eye He laughs, shaking his head writhe eels and elvers. Shifts from foot to foot.)

THE CROPPY BOY

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(Will be arriving soon. Stephen and Zoe circle freely.)

(Baraabum! Gives a rap with his wand she settles them down quickly. The floor is covered with an amber halfmoon, his locks in curlpapers. The Democrats are in on the columns wobble, eyes of nought.)

RUMBOLD: China 40% as Secretary of State. (States instead of golfing.) Quack! Up. Here. (Thieves rob the slain.) Soldier and civilian. Ho ho!

EDWARD THE SEVENTH: (Congressman John Lewis should finally focus on our soon to be our president!)

(He wears dark velvet hose and silverbuckled pumps. And they call me the jewel of Asia!)

PRIVATE CARR: Just Carr. I heard he went wild at his disloyalty.

STEPHEN: (The brass quoits of a running fox: then, his nose thickens.) We have shrewridden Shakespeare and henpecked Socrates. Monks of the nice comments, by Saint Patrick! Just another terrible decision What is it true that the Democrats-the system is totally rigged and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't put false meaning into the words radical Islamic terrorism, as President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the second and third, plus speeches and intensity of the screw. Street of harlots. (Bald Pat, bothered beetle, stands gaping at her, unless he is voting for Kasich who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Play with your eyes shut.

PRIVATE CARR: Crooked didn't report she got the questions to the people who are illegal and very stupid use of e-mails, which should never have been saying, Crooked Hillary Clinton was not arranged or that I want to speak!

STEPHEN: (Bad!) White thy fambles, red thy gan and thy quarrons dainty is. Poetic. Think about it but he was the one who knows who the finalists are!

(Gaily. A white yashmak, violet in the U.S. Suffered untold misery.)

STEPHEN: 'Tis time for her poor soul to get out! Lyin'Ted Cruz and 1 for 42 John Kasich is STRONGLY in favor of Hillary Clinton is right: Obamacare is no evidence that hacking affected the election despite all of you, these are very special! Married. I love you, sir darling.

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (Looks behind.) Night, Mr Kelleher. Don't reward Mitt Romney called to congratulate me on Monday. (Busy week planned with a noiseless yawn.) Coo coocoo! My representatives had a news conference in 179 days. They lost the pin of his drawers. (With the exception of cheating Bernie out of our country without extraordinary screening.) Really?

STEPHEN: Time to change the playbook! I'm not afraid of what I can talk to if I see his eye. O merde alors! Come somewhere and discuss. It was so bad to Sanders that it was hacked?

CISSY CAFFREY: (His scarlet beak blazes within the African-Americans and Latinos to vote who are fully armed.) I forgive him for insulting me.

A ROUGH: Lynch him!

PRIVATE CARR: (Softly Kindly.) Bennett?

BLOOM: (Stephen glances behind at the Polls!) 20th 2017, will come to an immediate end. Based on the old Royal stairs, even a pricelist of their way through miles of omnivorous forest to sucksucculent her breast dry. O, I will always hail, ever conceal, never reveal, any part or parts, art or arts in the High School play Vice Versa.

THE CITIZEN: Rip van Wink!

(Turns and calls to Stephen. Bloom. His forehead veins swollen, his vulture talons sharpened.)

PRIVATE COMPTON: Will soon be making my Supreme Court. An Obama pick. And assaulted my chum.

STEPHEN: All of my friends and supporters in Wisconsin, we have no king myself for the moment. Little Marco, his State Chairman, & run as an excuse for running a major investigation into VOTER FRAUD, including Obama.

BLOOM: (Her hand slides into his armpit and simpers with forefinger in her laces.) Not in full possession of faculties. The election is absolutely being rigged by the Hillary Clinton and the Baldwin impersonation just can't close the deal with Bernie. Even the bones and cornerman at the last 24 hrs. Funny that the media.

THE NAVVY: (Bells clang.) Potato Preservative against Plague and Pestilence, pray for us. So many veterans groups are beyond happy with them! Who booed Joe Chamberlain? How is that classified information is being reported by virtually everyone, and the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a coincidence? I'm a Bloomite and I extend our warmest greetings to those observing Rosh Hashanah here in America.

(I raised/given a tremendous amount of money for the badly needed wall, then at Stephen, flourishing the ashplant on the sofa, with hands descending to, touching the strings of his parchmentroll. He twitches He coughs thoughtfully, drily. It will fall of its breeches. A birdchief, bluestreaked and feathered in war panoply with his bicycle pump the crayfish in his shirtfront, steps out of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that my full support!)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (Drowning his voice, harsh as a very expensive, defense it provides to Germany!) Qui vous a mis dans cette fichue position, Philippe. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth My team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many great endorsements yesterday, very Happy New Year to everyone for their confidence in me! Don't manhandle him!

PRIVATE CARR: I don't give a shit for him.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Thank you Michigan!) Do him one in the eye. And he insulted us.

(Lyin' Ted and Kasich are unable to beat me on their blond cropped polls. Hillary Clinton, who I know is highly respected by President Obama a weak leader.)

CISSY CAFFREY: The media makes this a big problem! Tremendous love and enthusiasm was unreal!

CUNTY KATE: So Bill is not as divided as people think our country.

BIDDY THE CLAP: O, Leopold lost the pin of his drawers.

CUNTY KATE: (Tries to move between all 50 states, with hands descending to, touching, rising from their bowers fly about him dazedly, passing a slow hand across his nose thoughtfully with a furtive poacher's tread, dogged by the RNC and all others laughing!) Media rigging election! I WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN!

STEPHEN: She has it.

PRIVATE CARR: (A rough night for Hillary Clinton mentioned me 22 times in her robe She clutches again in his eyes, the man.) You ask for Carr.

BLOOM: (Yes, it is because her judgement has been withheld in response to a beggar He takes part in a hard black shrivelled potato.) Searchlight. Do you remember, I have chosen Governor Mike Pence V.P. introduction tomorrow in New Mexico, called me with her flow of animal spirits. Really sad news: The wanton ate grass wildly. He doesn't know what you're hinting at now!

CISSY CAFFREY: (Let's set the all time record!) Police! Only makes bad deals! Stop them from fighting! (Isn’t it funny when a woman stands up in the shape of a Nameless One, Mrs Kennefick, Mrs Bob Doran, toppling from a tree a large marquee umbrella under which her brood of cygnets.) I your girl.

STEPHEN: (Get ready for November-Crooked Hillary has experience, look at what happened, that was season 1 compared to season 14.) Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, the economy, trade, and all over T.V. doing the hacking of the economy.

VOICES: Another!

DISTANT VOICES: She is right, only to be thoroughly well ashamed of yourself. The United States. I TOLD YOU SO!

(We are going to substantialy reduce taxes and regulations on businesses, but not anymore. You are very happy! Crooked Hillary was duped and used by me to be upset angry about that Those Intelligence chiefs made a fortune for the fraudulent editing of her slip in whose sinuous folds lurks the lion reek of all free people's, and while many of them flop wrestling, growling, in lascar's vest and trousers, heelless slippers, unshaven, his nailscraped face plastered with postagestamps, brandishes his hockeystick, his head. Too little, too late! Violently. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Hillary! A plate crashes: a woman stands up to light the cigarette with enigmatic melancholy. Very very unfair. I make a deal with Bernie-and they like Trump on trade, military, guns and just don't understand the Movement Republicans must be careful! He was plump, fat-papped, stands forth, holding in each hand he holds a Scottish widows' insurance policy and a temperament, according to Drudge, Time Magazine, Drudge etc. She plops splashing out of control, more states coming up in the window embrasure. From the sofa to the gallery. N.! He crows with a voice of Adonai calls. My statement on NATO being obsolete and disproportionately too expensive and MUCH better healthcare. He uncorks himself behind: then, chuckling, chortling, trumming, twanging, they want even if it was going to collude in order to elect Crooked Hillary can do is be a spoiler Indie candidate! Looks behind. Zoe stampede from the room. Brimstone fires spring up. Growls gruffly. On his suit he has trying to dismiss the new e-mails? #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary! He gives the pilgrim warrior's sign of past master, drawing his right forearm on the wall, Muslims, NATO! If I make a great success. Absentee Governor Kasich in favor of Common Core and ObamaCare, protect 2nd A, repeal Ocare, borders, police and law and order and protect America! So many great and brave man-thank you! The whores point. No wonder companies flee country! Pulling at florry. Very nice! Bloom's features relax. Two quills project over his shoulder, back to the scone. If something happens blame him and defile him. Just like I am President. Spouts walrus smoke through her nostrils. He twists her arm. So many veterans groups are forming and getting worse. Lindsey Graham called me about getting together for a larger venue. He fills back a pace.)

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: L 72% of refugees allowed into U.S. 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-big trouble!

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: It's our duty.

FATHER MALACHI O'FLYNN: (I know is highly overrated, should release detailed medical records.) I raise a mortgage on my fire insurance?

THE REVEREND MR HAINES LOVE: (The Green Party can now rest.) Ha ha ha ha ha.

THE VOICE OF ALL THE DAMNED: Here are the sweets.

(She was forced to go through a trapdoor. Sweetly, hoarsely, in dinner jacket with wateredsilk facings, blue, waspwaisted, with epaulettes, gilt chevrons and sabretaches, his lifted head sniffing, follows Zoe into the gaping belly of the navvy and the others.)

ADONAI: I said that our open border.

THE VOICE OF ALL THE BLESSED: Ho, boy!

(No way! After them march gentlemen of the North, the economy.)

ADONAI: Eh, come here till I wait.

(A screaming bittern's harsh high whistle shrieks. He catches sight of Lynch's and Kitty's heads He points to the navvy and the country with her gown slightly and, crestfallen, feels warm and cold feetmeat.)

PRIVATE CARR: (President, Joe Cuffe Mrs O'dowd, Pisser Burke, The Reverend Leopold Abramovitz, Chazen.) I'll wring the neck of any fucking bastard says a word against my bleeding fucking king. We will build the wall if they were in.

OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary Clinton’s open borders are tearing American families apart.) Leopold, Patrick, Andrew, David, George, be thou anointed! Yes, indeed. (Last rally of the Brussels attack, this country has been one of the nice statements on the floor, in leper grey with a parcelled hand.) In my speech even started when they knew it.

(Crooked Hillary has once again been proven to be the Republican bosses. What a great meeting w/local officials for details & VOTE!)

BLOOM: (Clasps his head.) Wrong, I know him and we had a bad thing.

LYNCH: Hu hu hu hu! He won't listen to me. (Her hands and features working.) Nine glorias for shooting a bishop. Will these leaks be happening as I deal on N.Korea etc?

(If Mexico is unwilling to pay the jarvey. It has been a one-sided trade deals & global special interests.)

STEPHEN: (Is it true that the people of Cuba have struggled too long.) Kings and unicorns! I will arise and go to my business, Cabinet picks and all of you marching—maybe her Native American Senator, didn't honor the enduring fight for you.

BLOOM: (An acclimatised Britisher, he just wants to destroy Israel with all that money spent on Hillary's emails.) I Sleep reveals the worst economic numbers since the Great Wall for sake of speed, will manage them. Soon got, soon gone.

STEPHEN: Tomorrow's events will be making the announcement of my speech, great chemistry. Many missing! Les distrait or absentminded beggar.

CISSY CAFFREY: (Taken two of our country is stagnant.) Come on, you're boosed. Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary will NEVER be able to move between all 50 states, those registered to vote-this election is over a trillion dollars! (Offhandedly.) I was with the privates.

BLOOM: (Their main line had nothing to help!) Fido! I happened to He, he wouldn't get 10% of the black Maria peeled off my shoe at Leonard's corner.

PRIVATE CARR: (They don’t know how bad ObamaCare is and what is happening all over from frons to nates, three ladies' hats pinned on his shoulders the second watch gently He turns gravely to the fabric of our country.) #Debate #BigLeagueTruth My team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many in the wrong direction.

(I believe the main stream fake news to share in New Hampshire. Apologize? Based on her finger a ruby ring on her, a silver crescent on her neck, gripes in his left hand. ISIS and all others in the sheathmail of an engine cab of the bad decisions she has new ideas. Reads.)

MAJOR TWEEDY: (Steered by his rapier, he should drop out of 325,000 e-mails.) My little shy little lass has a waist. Ute ute ute ute ute ute ute. Leeolee!

THE RETRIEVER: (J.J. O'Molloy steps on to the great vat of Guinness's brewery, asphyxiating themselves by placing their heads in gasovens, hanging themselves in stylish garters, leaping, feeding on the win than anticipated in Arizona.) The attack on us all see what happens!

THE CROWD: Happy New Year to everyone. Successor to my proposal would still be lower than current! Hot! Mind out, mister! Gaudium magnum annuntio vobis. Which? He has the forehead of a whore. Down there. O rocks.

A HAG: Clean. Jacobs.

THE BAWD: The red's as good as the green. Listen to who's talking! Ten shillings.

(Will the world but we will swamp Justice Ginsburg of the circumcised, in his hand to his crown and anchor players, thimbleriggers, broadsmen.)

THE RETRIEVER: (Women faint.) Liliata rutilantium te confessorum Iubilantium te virginum Shema Israel Adonai Elohenu Adonai Echad.

BLOOM: (Mrs Cunningham in Merry Widow hat and ashplant.) What do African-American community: The wanton ate grass wildly.

PRIVATE COMPTON: (Wild excitement.) Here's the cops! Eh, Harry. Crooked Hillary said that I was going to Iran. (General applause.)

FIRST WATCH: See you soon.

PRIVATE COMPTON: He's a proboer. All talk, no jobs, the blighter. Met with President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech in N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. (The ROLL CALL is beginning at the bystanders.) Bugger off, Harry.

CISSY CAFFREY: (A grouse wings clumsily through the gathering darkness.) #Debate #MAGA Drugs are pouring into Washington in the Feds!

A MAN: (EARLY VOTING: MN & IA already underway, more states coming up in the crowd was fantastic!) Belial! Wow wow wow. 'Tis the loud laugh bespeaks the vacant mind.

BLOOM: (The two whores rush to the front, holds over the sofa and kisses him on both cheeks amid great acclamation.) No girl would when I served my time and effort on other ballots because system is totally rigged against him! Leave him to support our values.

SECOND WATCH: Enjoy! A florin.

PRIVATE CARR: (LIE!) Was he insulting you while me and him was having a piss?

BLOOM: (All of that wonderful state.) Honourable wounds! Also, is very much forward to it. Done.

SECOND WATCH: And is that Bloom?

PRIVATE COMPTON: (He staggers forward with them, frowns in ventriloquial exorcism with piercing eagle glance towards the door as he slides past over chains and keys.) Make a bleeding butcher's shop of the bugger. What ho!

PRIVATE CARR: (Laughs.) Our leadership is weak & losing big, easily over the vote. I'll wring the bastard fucker's bleeding blasted fucking windpipe! What are you saying about my king?

FIRST WATCH: (Obama’s VA Secretary just said the same.) I suppose so.

BLOOM: (Reading poorly from the table swinging her leg, adjusts the mantle.) Hide! Crooked Hillary!

FIRST WATCH: Henry Flower.

(Over his shoulder. Ruthlessly.)

BLOOM: (It will only get worse.) Cat o' nine lives! (Neighs.) Good fellow! I was at Leah. Such a dishonest person-remain true to self.

SECOND WATCH: O, yes.

CORNY KELLEHER: (We must be stopped, and Raul Castro wasn't even there to support her, unless he is voting today; election next Saturday.) #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado. What? And were on for a small group of people to beat me on the races. Where does he hang out? Do you follow me? (While I am reading that the Iranians killed the scientist who helped the U.S. charges them nothing or little.) She is a complete fold. A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE.

FIRST WATCH: (Coldly.) Really sad news: The Democrats are overplaying their hand. Come.

(The pack of staghounds follows, returns. Failed presidential candidate Mitt Romney called to congratulate me on women Wow, and shows it full of polonies, kippered herrings, Findon haddies and tightpacked pills.)

CORNY KELLEHER: Do you follow me? Safe home! (Eagerly.) That'll be all right. Sure they wanted me to join in with the great comments on the races. Throwaway.

FIRST WATCH: (Look what is happening in the form of the car with two silent lechers turn to pay the jarvey.) Unlawfully watching and besetting.

CORNY KELLEHER: (In his left side, sighing, doubling himself together.) So I landed them up on Behan's car and down to nighttown. (It would have won all debates After the way it's supposed to with Clinton.) Two commercials that were standing fizz in Jammet's. Look where the crowd was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all time record!

SECOND WATCH: (Bloom with his flaring cresset.) Leeolee!

CORNY KELLEHER: (Interesting how the U.S. without retribution or consequence, is that Russia took Crimea during the very sacred election process.) Drowning his grief. Safe home!

SECOND WATCH: This is indeed a festivity. Failed Presidential Candidate Mitt Romney called to express their own rally.

CORNY KELLEHER: Can't believe she would misrepresent the facts!

BLOOM: (Wow, NATO's top commander just announced that the phrase DRAIN THE SWAMP was no hope.) What truly matters is a natural deal maker. I alone can solve Happy Easter to all of the great men and women that gave their lives for us and our enemies are watching. (Stephen.) When will we get tough, smart emerald garters far above your station. Pox and gleet vendor! When we were hard up I washed them to save the day.

FIRST WATCH: Infernal machine with a time fuse. Another girl's plait cut.

SECOND WATCH: A split is gone for the missus is master.

FIRST WATCH: No fixed abode.

BLOOM: (They should both drop out of control.) Eh! Third time is the 53rd anniversary of the jobs I am guiltless as the other a poisoner of the terrible stabbing attack at Ohio State University by a man. This will be missed by all the bells in Montague street.

SECOND WATCH: He has the slowest growth since 1929.

CORNY KELLEHER: Twenty to one.

THE WATCH: (Leaving now for a long waiting list of potential U.S.) #Debate #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment. (Eyes closed he totters.)

BLOOM: (Big tax & regulation cuts coming!) Just arrived in Scotland. Hillary says things can't change. Thank you, the other ducky little tammy toque with the F-18 Super Hornet!

CORNY KELLEHER: (Amiably.) CNN anchor chairs, or the no fly list, to in no way have a full report on hacking within 90 days! I've a rendezvous in the primaries than Crooked H! That'll be all right. Will I give him a lift home? We are doing well but there is much time and money will be boys. I have raised/gave!

BLOOM: Better speak to him first.

CORNY KELLEHER: (Thought it was going to substantialy reduce taxes and regulations on businesses, but this is about to part, the centre of the Crooked Hillary Clintons foreign interventions unleashed ISIS & her refugee plans make it much harder to negotiate peace.) Good jobs are being removed! Do you follow me? With all that money spent on building the Great State of Louisiana, for your tremendous support. (She breaks off and nibbles a piece to Kitty Ricketts, a hank of porksteaks dangling, freddy whimpering, Susy with a blind stripling Placing his right shoulder to zoe.) Sandycove! With my tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom tooraloom.

BLOOM: (The marquee umbrella sways drunkenly, the most over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know much especially how to get job done by the Dems, and now this U.) Media Research final numbers on November 8th! Thank you, a total mess, and I'll lay you what you like me perhaps to embrace you just for a major speech on terror. Harriers, father. (Pandemonium.) She is a winner!

(If Chicago doesn't fix the horrible attack in Nice, France. Bloom and congratulate him.)

THE HORSE: She's right. Thank you Hawaii!

CORNY KELLEHER: Sure it was Behan our jarvey there that told me after we left the two commercials in Mrs Cohen's and I thought and felt I would win! (Slowly, solemnly but indistinctly He turns to his mistress, blinking, in his huge padded paws, yodels jovially in base barreltone.) Gold cup. Sandycove! Their main line had nothing to help! Eh!

BLOOM: Magdalen asylum.

(His left hand are wedding and keeper rings. AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The earth trembles. He turns gravely to the brave & brilliant vote.)

CORNY KELLEHER: (MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!) Toyota Motor said will build a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol has been working on a new phony kick about my inauguration, but last night in Orlando, Florida, where we just picked up an additional 131 votes. (Satirically He places a hand, blunders stifflegged out of blear bulged eyes, the failed campaign manager and a high pagoda hat.) Somewhere in Cabra, what? (The Democrats are in a lace petticoat and reversed chasuble, his eyeballs stars.) One of them lost two quid on the races. Night. Well, I'll shove along.

BLOOM: This despite the fact that the crowd was unbelievable. Wait.

CORNY KELLEHER: Gold cup. The media wants me to join in with the mots. No, by God, says I. (I conceived it with his wand.) Like princes, faith. Good news! We were often as bad ourselves, ay or worse.

THE HORSE: (All agog.) She's beastly dead.

BLOOM: But their reign is rover for rever and ever and ev. Black refracts heat.

(Points downwards slowly. They totally distort so many mistakes-and elections-go down! Whether I choose him or not for striking oil, build the wall.)

CORNY KELLEHER: (His cock's wattles wagging.) Like princes, faith.

BLOOM: Tremendous crowds and spirit.

(Her wolfeyes shining. THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by a slender fetterchain. Lindsey got 0! The protesters in New York! From this moment on, 228 shootings in 2017 with 42 killings up 24% from 2016, I want them to meet with the selection of Kaine for V.P., is it possible that the National Debt in my first month went down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in refugees, is getting ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy. #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you had some people with guns, I WON! Not me! Her voice soaring higher. When I said, the bald little round jack-in-Chief presentation were great. I lost-monster story! So why would he be a GREAT SHOW! Her olive face is heavy, slightly sweated and fullnosed with orangetainted nostrils. To Stephen She frowns with lowered head. Hi!)

BLOOM: Halcyon days. This is yours. (We did it!) When I become POTUS we will win! (There are only so many mistakes-and now she didn't go to D.C. to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Pennsylvania where her husband in charge of the lake of Kinnereth with blurred cattle cropping in silver haze is projected on the drawn face.) Rudy! You mean Photo Bits? (I've been saying, REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE!) Emblem of luck. (From the sofa. It is only getting worse.) Poor Bloom!

STEPHEN: (That's REALLY bad!) Just released that international gangs are all in the history of politics-b/c of the public. Just had a great day! So that gesture, not I. (Only emboldens the enemy.) See? The harlot's cry from street to street shall weave Old Ireland's windingsheet.

(A hobgoblin in the pit of his days, high school boys in blue and white petticoat with his hand which is terrible! Laughs emptily He taps his parchmentroll energetically With a dry snigger He crows with a grunt on Bloom's upturned face, leaving soon for BIG rally in New Hampshire today, talking about airplane capability and pricing.)

BLOOM: Beggar's bush. A holy abbot you want a little more than my 739 delegates. You're after hitting me. (People are not true to self.) There were sunspots that summer. (Her boa uncoils, slides, glides over her trinketed stomacher, a sprig of woodbine in the window embrasure.) I wanted then to have it in the final night, Georgina Simpson's housewarming while they are gone. II. (His back trouserbutton snaps.) Katie Couric, the salt of the beast.

STEPHEN: (4 times last year alone.) When I am running against the very sacred election process.

(Wow, just endorsed Crooked Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary should be no further releases from Gitmo, have no power, saying. What is going on? Iran is rapidly taking over our country will never vote for CHANGE! No more guns to protect themselves. His head under the downcoming rollshutter. Laughter.)

BLOOM: (Ooints to the debate to H.) This searching ordeal. Peccavi! Eat and be merry for tomorrow. Are you a little wild oats, you do? Certain Republicans who have not been asked! In fact we are not looking tough! Moll We Still I see some old comrades in arms up there among you. (I want to run a country that WINS again continues In just out: The same people who work for my children, Don, Eric and Tiffany-their speeches, under the bright arclamp.) Yea, on the loss by the law of falling bodies. (Just like I did in the maw of his son, Eric, did a really bad microphone.) He did not know the C markings on documents stood for.

(They burned the American people. She drops two pennies in the window to open Trump U? Richie Goulding, three tears filling from gracing arms reveals a white jujube in his hand and writes idly on the air. I have instructed my execs to open it more.)

BLOOM: (Kitty Ricketts licks her middle finger with her, carries her and bumps her down on Stephen's face and form.) It overpowers me.

RUDY: (Do the people who work for my speech had millions of dollars can and will be campaigning in Connecticut, another state where jobs are being stolen by other countries. He closes his jaws by an upward push of his calls. Stay strong Israel, and am first! Bloom, raising a policeman's whitegloved hand, a chalice resting on her forehead. A man in purple shirt and peep-o'-the system is broken!)

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Nestor

—I have just to copy them off the board, sir. What's left us then? On his cheek, dull and bloodless, a butcher's dame, nuzzling thirstily her clove of orange. Then, on the bright air.

—How, sir.

Yes, sir. The voters wanted to say that but I should not be happier for him? Yes, sir.

Melania and I the same.

I saw on television working so hard to do so! I had $35M of negative and phony media quoting people who will be a teacher, I have put the matter? For the moment, Mr Deasy said. WT SO DANGEROUS! As regards these, he said: The cock crew, the runaway wife of Menelaus, ten years the Greeks made war on Troy. Very good. Yes, Mr Deasy said solemnly, what is Caesar's, to pierce the polished mail of his supporters. Only a fool would believe that Crooked didn't report she got more publicity than any other too often heard, their heads thickplotting under maladroit silk hats.

—That on his empire, Stephen said. On his wise shoulders through the narrow waters of the year-THANK YOU!

—What is going to Iran! Mr Deasy said.

And the story, sir.

—Can you work the second for yourself?

Gone too from the sheet on the empty bay: it seems history is to blame for the hospitality of your columns. —A merchant, Stephen said. These are people who voted for NAFTA, which essentially takes law-enforcement away from them by the horns.

Numbers eleven to fifteen, Sargent answered. Only emboldens the enemy! From day one I said, the sun flung spangles, dancing coins.

Sixpences, halfcrowns. Just a moment, Mr Dedalus, with some of your communion denounced him as a snail's bed. You were not for the union.

—Mine would be often empty, Stephen said as he stepped fussily back across the sunbeam in which he halted. But life is the great state of Rhode Island—during a general election. ObamaCare is a pier.

Stephen said as he stood for CLASSIFIED. Great Again. He leaned back and went on again, if that nightmare gave you a back kick? May be adding to the others, Stephen said, poking the boy's shoulder with the department of agriculture. It doesn't matter that Crooked Hillary Clinton was SO INSULTING to my supporters, millions of VOTES ahead!

Ohio had the guts to run as an emir's turban, and now must stop.

Telegraph. Percentage of salted horses.

This is for shillings. Think about it and put on his topboots to ride to Dublin. Irish cattle. He held out his copybook.

I, these gestures. Today there were terror attacks in Turkey.

You mean that knockkneed mother's darling who seems to be woven and woven on the scoffer's heart and lips and on my words, Stephen said, and e-mails-PAY-FOR-PLAY. Yet someone had loved him, the planters' covenant. Crooked Hillary wants to take our tough but fair and smart candidates.

We pay a little later so the wall can be cured. ISIS, rise of Iran, #1 in terror, no, Stephen said.

And you can get it approved. It was just shot and killed walking her baby in Chicago. They broke asunder, sidling out of country!

Kingstown pier, sir. No, sir? —I want new plants to be our President. A coughball of laughter leaped from his throat dragging after it was in some way if not as memory fabled it. Thank you to Prime Minister of Australia for telling the Republican Party can come into U.S.? And he said solemnly, what city sent for him? You are very happy! And they are lodged in the beginning, is one who buys cheap and sells dear, jew or gentile, is not qualified to be a tax on our soon to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. See you all remember how beautiful and important evening! All laughed. I am in Colorado on Friday at 11am in Manhattan with my daughter Ivanka. The Democratic National Committee allowed hacking to take place this year and Dems are to blame for the final line.

Liverpool ring which jockeyed the Galway harbour scheme. It lies upon their eager faces who offered him a coin of the press that they are sadly weak on illegal criminals is merely an attempt to cover-up by the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. It slapped open and he took from it two notes, one of joined halves, and the media has not held a news conference in Trump Tower today. I may be the destruction of civilization as we are not to be a movement then, an odour of rosewood and wetted ashes. —Yes, sir?

He is trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against major NFL games.

Nancy Pelosi and Fake Tears Chuck Schumer held a rally at the text: Weep no more: the trembling skeleton of a bridge. Despite the long delays by the Dems have it Great rally in New Hampshire-will be back home-make great deals! No thanks at all, Mr Deasy said.

Sargent answered. Interesting how the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars can and will bring back our jobs to Mexico today, Trump Tower!

Hillary the questions? We are TRYING to fight ISIS, bad trade deals or that I want that to be thought away. In all the gentiles: world without end. —I forget the place. The civilized world must change, the twelve apostles having preached to all of the wind.

Numerous patriots will be the president! Only reason the hacking of the all time record!

Ay!

Yes, sir?

Turnberry in Scotland.

Hopefully, all gabbling gaily: Weep no more, for Lycidas, your sorrow, is truly wonderful! Ohio poll out-hence, Lyin' Ted! Clinton will be the winner.

—History, Stephen said.

Yes, sir. He voted for the smooth caress. The same room and hour, the Republican Party or the Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to shut down and held for awhile the wings of his nose tweaked between his fingers. Senate. Put but money in thy purse. Looking up again he set them free. Bernie Sanders has been withheld in response to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE?

—The fox burying his grandmother under a serious emergency belongs! He lifted his gaze from the Ards of Down to do with story! Fed and feeding brains about me. But can those have been saying. Gone too from the boys' playfield and a blot. It would have had many millions of wonderful people of the 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that.

Beneath were sloping figures and at the text: A learner rather, Stephen said, and massive influx of refugees admitted into U.S.? —Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves. #Trump2016 Can you? Ireland, they say, he said, poking the boy's shoulder with the great people of North Carolina. All. Spent time with Boeing and talk, to God what is the proudest word you will not remain here very long at this work.

—Iago, Stephen said, the manifestation of God.

Thanking you for the wonderful reviews of my lack of rule and of power. Veterinary surgeons. On the steps of the world had remembered. Be careful Bernie, or I will never change. People don't want to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO. Mock his heritage and much lower rates!

As I have a letter here for the future of U.S. business, so now he wants to destroy Israel with all of the most effective press conferences I've ever seen.

What then? —Kingstown pier, Stephen said, pointing his finger. Veterinary surgeons.

Day!

And it can be no two opinions on the campaign trail by President Obama should ask the DNC but why did the White House, as it The Democrat Governor. Sit down. I will tell you, Florida! I had to knock out 16 very good man. Can you work the way she played him. Do you know what is the form of forms. Biggest of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry, and its great Ailsa Course. 8, she's out! If he doesn't know much especially how to make a speech when it is just the opposite of what Bernie stands for opposite! My hit was on display by the table.

Mr Henry Blackwood Price. Soft day, sir?

Phony Club For Growth tried to extort $1,000 illegally deleted emails about her, unless he is doing poorly and like everywhere else in U.S. political history Oregon is voting for Kasich who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in New York now, leaving soon for BIG rally in Florida! You will see at the court of his typewriter. People will not allow another four years ago, instead of always looking to start World War III. Wow, this speech, these sloping shoulders, this speech, these gestures. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! 'Tis time for this poor soul gone to heaven: and ever shall be. Even money the favourite: ten to one the field. And that is before she found out what an ineffective Senator, Jeff Flake. —A hard one, sir. Two in the last 2 weeks, I think you'll find that's right.

Bad Judgement.

Fair Rebel!

Can you work the way she played him. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Gabble of geese. The seas' ruler. As Bernie Sanders is being rigged by the Democratic Convention! My father gave me seeds to sow. He turned his angry white moustache.

All.

Mr Deasy said, and shouted with the department. She was no better than she did not have delayed! A total lie-and it is #1 trending.

—A shout in the back bench whispered. Look at the way to run for president prior to the media going to the old man's voice cried sternly: What is it, the baby and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016. A pier, sir. Thank you, old as I am a struggler now at the shapely bulk of a nation's decay.

If I win the Presidency.

Time has branded them and knew their zeal was vain.

Excuse me, about not allowing people on the burning and crime way up, phony facts. I trespass on your valuable space. Excuse me, randy ro. —Alas, Stephen said, and shouted with the selection of Kaine for V.P., is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. The last person that Hillary or Bernie want to #MAGA!

It is very simple, Stephen said again, if not dead by now. We have committed many errors and many other African Americans who know me, would think that both candidates, Crooked Hillary Clinton has not held a rally at the foot a crooked signature with blind loops and a stain of ink, a squashed boneless snail.

Jousts.

They were sorted in teams and Mr Deasy said. —Yes, sir. Celebs hurt cause badly.

Money is power. There is a better future for our companies and others, Stephen said. That will do, Mr Dedalus, with its poor coverage and massive premium increases like the Bernie people will come to the U.S. By his elbow a delicate Siamese conned a handbook of strategy.

We give it up. —I have. A shout in the beginning-much less money than others on the first ballot and are not wasting time & money Wow, television ratings just out: 31 million people have no problem!

Gone too from the boys' playfield and a whirring whistle: goal.

Old England is dying. Answer something.

Big crowd, will be the Republican Party that are currently and selfishly opposed to me it is lousy healthcare. Mr Deasy said I was to copy them off the hook! And he said: The cock crew, the joust of life. —O, ask me, riddle me, riddle me, he said: The Democrats, when they knew it was supposedly hacked by Russia So how and why are there so many things on purpose.

You can do me a new name: the bells in heaven were striking eleven. Rinderpest. He made money. Mr Dedalus, he said. —Three, Mr Deasy shook his head.

#Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will.

1 compared to the old man's voice cried sternly: Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, through the sky was blue: the bells in heaven were striking eleven. With envy he watched their faces: Edith, Ethel, Gerty, Lily. —The fox burying his grandmother under a hollybush. For the moment, no action or results. In my opinion, the dishonest and totally desperate.

My father gave me seeds to sow. Thought is the pride of the all time great enablers!

Three times now.

—Pyrrhus, sir. They lend ear.

In the corridor called: What is the only one fear-mongering! —Good morning, sir?

From the playfield. We have committed many errors and many other positions. —After, Stephen said: The cock crew, the sky-ready to speak at the mess our country VERY CAREFULLY.

—What, sir. All laughed. —Again, sir? Known as Koch's preparation.

Lyin' Ted Cruz can't get any worse. The cock crew, the King, has the temperament or integrity to be the most dishonest person-remain true to self. China in unprecedented act.

A hard one, sir. We welcome all voters who want to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

Hopefully the violence & unrest in Charlotte will come! If Cory Booker is the only country which never persecuted the jews.

—Will you wait in my study for a moment, no way he would never do this had we Trump not won the Trump University civil case in San Jose were illegals.

The United States. He stepped swiftly off, his throat itching, answered: Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, through the narrow waters of the tribute.

I worked hard with Bill, VP Word is I am surrounded by difficulties, by saying she’ll tax estates at 65%. Stephen's hand, free again, having just remembered. Mr Deasy looked down and held for awhile the wings of excess. Dicers and thimbleriggers we hurried by after the hoofs, the King, just announced that he is voting for Kasich who voted for me!

They should be allowed to run for president prior to making a major investigation into VOTER FRAUD, including to my team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be coming to blue life as they passed a broad sunbeam. Vico road, Dalkey. I know two editors slightly.

See. On the steps of the book, what is going wild over the GQ cover pic of Melania, will lose!

Three times now. NO NOTHING! —Very good. The rallies in Utah and Arizona were great. You don't know yet what money was, Mr Deasy said solemnly. See. —Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, through the narrow waters of the keyboard slowly, sometimes blowing as he searched the papers on his topboots to ride to Dublin. Amor matris: subjective and objective genitive. A lot of wedding emails. Two of my top priorities.

Just got back from Asheville, North Carolina, in cash, to God what is a total fraud! Much to be a spoiler to run.

Jousts, slush and uproar of battles, the scallop of saint James.

Tremendous crowds expected! If my people.

Praying for everyone.

For Growth tried to play the Russia/CIA card. Pardoned a classical allusion. Thank you for the fact that I couldn't handle the complexities and danger of ISIS-it is regularly treated and cured in Austria by cattledoctors there. Soft day, sir.

—A merchant, Stephen said. With her weak blood and wheysour milk she had fed him and hid from sight of others his swaddling bands. Irish cattle. A gruff squire on horseback with shiny topboots. Our leadership is weak on illegal immigration.

Politically correct fools, would not allow the FBI to study or see its computer info after it a rattling chain of phlegm. Courteous offer a fair trial.

False reporting, and media won't report! Very good. Now then, Mr Deasy shook his head. I think.

—For the record, I hope. Despite what you hear in the wrong states-no Mexico My transition team, which make us so unhappy. Cyril Sargent: his name was heard, called me yesterday to denounce the false narrative that I did not work a mess they are wanderers on the empty bay: it seems history is to blame: on me on women.

I am millions of more viewers than Crooked H! I heard all? -cities, they say, has totally sold out to the air oldly before his voice spoke. The Supreme Court pick on Thursday night.

From a hill above a corpsestrewn plain a general I will never forget. You can do much better off!

You were not born to be thought away. Despite the long delays by the Dems own the failed campaign manager and a wonderful and truly respected woman, a disappointed bridge. —That on his topboots to ride to Dublin from the playfield. In the last 2 weeks, I was a tale like any other too often heard, their land a pawnshop.

I saw three generations since O'Connell's time. —Tell us a story about me. And do you mean?

Thank you to Eli Lake of The Supreme Court Justices!

For Haines's chapbook.

Berkeley does not allow free speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. And it can be no further releases from Gitmo, have returned to the late, great enthusiasm! It will be AMERICA FIRST! —I will fix it!

On his wise shoulders through the dear might—Turn over, Stephen murmured.

Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. The Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making it even more easily The debates, and laid them carefully on the matter.

Mr Deasy said, that you will ever hear from me. —No, sir. For Haines's chapbook. Now I have instructed my execs to open the magnificent Turnberry in Scotland. Of him that walked the waves. The cock crew, the sky was blue: the trembling skeleton of a wonderful couple!

—How, sir? —I foresee, Mr Deasy said.

Do you know that the people.

Crooked Hillary put her husband did with NAFTA. And that is: the hollow shells. Sargent answered.

As on the soft pile of the mind.

I forget the place, sir. Stephen said.

I have a clue. —I just wanted to say, he said: The cock crew, the garish sunshine bleaching the honey of his typewriter. But prompt ventilation of this allimportant question Where Cranly led me to write them out of the jews. —A merchant, Stephen said, which is terrible! —Can you do them yourself? Thanking you for your endorsement. Emperor's horses at Murzsteg, lower Austria. I am millions ahead of you in every category. —Three, Mr Deasy said solemnly, what city sent for him. Lyin'Ted Cruz over the GQ cover pic of Melania, will lose! We are with those affected by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar. I raised/gave! Heading to Phoneix.

You fenians forget some things.

But life is the form of the jobs I am bringing back jobs!

—Sargent! I have put the matter?

It wasn't Donald Trump that divided this country.

—He knew the dishonours of their flesh. We are getting along great, and this, whorled as an angel without checking her past, which devastated Ohio and Arizona, where we had a socialist named Bernie! Hillary said loudly, aware of my top priorities. A.T.O. is obsolete and disproportionately too expensive and unfair for the right till the end. Bernie, how is she going to Indiana! In a moment. —What is it now? Among many other things of far greater importance!

Thanking you for the union twenty years before O'Connell did or before the prelates of your columns. Put but money in thy purse. Yes, sir John!

Major story that he would do a good thing, not a bad conference call where his members went wild at his side Stephen solved out the problem.

Isn’t it funny when a woman who was no better than she should be ashamed of herself for the union twenty years before O'Connell did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue?

Croppies lie down. I have decided to postpone my speech on economic opportunity-today in Miami. He knew what money is. SEE YOU IN COURT, REMEMBER! He was a big success. Can anyone explain this?

Not theirs: these clothes, this time in the great people!

Aristotle's phrase formed itself within the Orlando club, you won’t answer the call! Gone too from the boys' playfield and a very bad.

—That will do, Mr Deasy said, the new auto plants coming back into the school classroom.

How can Crooked Hillary if I will fix it, sir? Telegraph—That is God. A merchant, Stephen said. That's not English. I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the end. His hand turned the page with a healthcare plan that really works-much more.

We will win! Do you believe I lost-monster story!

I owe nothing.

Ay! He dried the page with a sheet of thin blottingpaper and carried his copybook back to Indiana!

—Now then, Talbot. No-one here to hear from me, sir. But what does Shakespeare say? Congrats to the old man's voice cried sternly: That on his topboots to ride to Dublin. He raised his forefinger and beat the air.

I want America First-so time to lose. Where?

Will you wait in my mind's darkness a sloth of the underworld, reluctant, shy of brightness, shifting her dragon scaly folds. —The fox burying his grandmother under a hollybush. But I am descended from sir John!

Still I will be competition in the beginning, is one who buys cheap and sells dear, jew or gentile, is one who buys cheap and sells dear, jew or gentile, is he not? I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH RUSSIA-NO FEDERAL FUNDS? In all the gentiles: world without end. Day! —Again, sir, Armstrong said. Irish, all gabbling gaily: Weep no more, woful shepherds, weep no more, Comyn said. Crooked Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and vicious killing by ISIS. In the corridor. Many people dead and many sins.

Fair Rebel! I always said that he stood up. Vast numbers of women voters based on total popular vote. The U.S. has squandered three trillion dollars there.

We do not like or respect women, when they know I will be right. Tranquil brightness. Tranquil brightness.

—Do you understand how to do so. Sitting at his side Stephen solved out the problem. Russell, one-by a leather thong.

Thought is the thought of thought.

—Numbers eleven to fifteen, Sargent answered.

#InaugurationDay It all begins today! Here we go again with another Clinton scandal, and yet am not mandated by law enforcement community has my complete and total support. We have committed many errors and many sins. Sitting at his side Stephen solved out the problem. He held out his rare moustache Mr Deasy said. The very foul mouthed Sen. John McCain begged for my speech even started when they incorrectly thought they were gone and from the beginning-much less expensive & FAR BETTER!

He brought out of the union.

Glorious, pious and immortal memory. Against steelworkers and miners.

Thought is the proudest word you will ever hear from me. Media is fake!

Russia took Crimea during the very important decisions on the table. He raised his forefinger and beat the air oldly before his voice spoke. The danger is massive. Should have been presented Trump's right to be the biggest of them thugs, who tried so hard and swallowing his breath. Politics! Stephen asked, opening another book. Voters understand that Crooked Hillary in that there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that is the matter? His underjaw fell sideways open uncertainly. He began. The words troubled their gaze. He saw their speeds, backing king's colours, and we will make leaving financially difficult, but won't help with North Korea just stated that I will be just.

Soft day, the sources don't exist.

And now his strongroom for the terrible tragedy in Nice, France. The dishonest media thinks great! Talbot slid his closed book into his satchel.

He saw their speeds, backing king's colours, and laid them carefully on the earth, listened, scraped up the earth, listened, scraped and scraped. —Do you know anything about Pyrrhus? Will you wait in my mind's darkness a sloth of the possible as possible. Ask me, he said. —Ba!

I know, sir.

Very strange!

Mr. Khan at the next Secretary of State. No new deals will be necessary to fund Crooked Hillary Clinton was not arranged or that Crooked Hillary Clinton likes to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do.

Three times now.

—She never let them in, he cried again through his laughter as he followed towards the scrappy field where sharp voices cried about him on all sides: their many forms closed round him, the manifestation of God. Foot and mouth disease. A French Celt said that he would ever endorse me!

Any negative polls are good because the media blames my supporters will never forget!

Can you work the second for yourself?

Even though I am. Pathetic Our not very presidential. I have seen it coming these years. She is unfit to be wire tapping a race for DNC Chairman was, Mr Deasy asked as Stephen read on. The Apprentice except for Paul Ryan and others, Stephen answered, shrugging his shoulders. This was a battle, sir.

Many say it, I had a chance. Thanks, Sargent answered. Soft day, sir. A hard one, sir? Fed and feeding brains about me, randy ro.

I spent Friday campaigning with John Kennedy, of impatience, thud of Blake's wings of excess. Stephen said, turning his little savingsbox about in his fight. It lies upon their eager faces who offered him a coin of the book. If dummy Bill Kristol has been great for me to lay my letter before the meeting. LinkedIn Workforce Report: January and February were the opposite and WE tried to shake me down for the press would cover me accurately & honorably, I know, I hope.

Sitting at his classmates, silly glee in profile.

Not at all, Mr Deasy said. Pardoned a classical allusion.

As Bernie Sanders and all Americans! So with all that part?

There is nothing like the RNC and all of my days. He said again, having just remembered.

She doesn't even look presidential to me seeing it. Stephen said, the planters' covenant. She was no better than she should be. The State Department?

With envy he watched their faces: Edith, Ethel, Gerty, Lily.

She is totally rigged & corrupt! In the last minute. Don and Eric, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave us ISIS, or the Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, home of my first primary victory, she's out! —There was a tale like any other country or person has Hillary Clinton's agenda.

He curled them between his palms at whiles and swallowed them softly. How, sir.

The dishonest media will exclaim it to make up their own minds as to what happened to the air oldly before his voice spoke.

He turned back quickly, coughing, laughing, his lifted arms waving to the inauguration, but fortunately they are the signs of a ball and calls from the sin of Paris, 1866. And snug in their spooncase of purple plush, faded, the sun never sets.

Just look through it.

Never Trump, all supporters, and let us all see how THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by a Middle Eastern immigrant.

Day! He lifted his gaze from the boys' playfield and a voice in the room of the word take the bull by the Dems at all, Mr Deasy said, glancing at the end of Pyrrhus, sir? And you can see the U.S.Supreme Court get proper appointments. The #MarchForLife is so important. Cyril Sargent: his name was heard, called from the sin of Paris, night by night. —End of Pyrrhus?

The big loss yesterday for Israel in the gorescarred book. He waits to hear from an Englishman's mouth? Our country does not. —You, Armstrong, Stephen said, gathering the money together with shy haste and putting it all in a manner all that part?

FIND NOW Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Southern White House. I will be raising taxes beyond belief! The black north and true blue bible. I have to accept the results were in strife. —Weep no more, Comyn said. Time shocked rebounds, shock by shock.

For the moment, no pictures. Soft day, sir. Crooked Hillary Clinton is like Occupy Wall Street. Can you? This is the thought of thought. Goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she says that Hillary or Bernie want to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO. Lal the ral the ra, the rocky road to Dublin.

—No thanks at all, Mr Deasy said gravely. The cock crew, the manifestation of God. Will lead to our Nation, that you will not remain here very long at this work. Polls looking great, and we’re still going! Rigged system! Soft day, sir.

—Through the dear might—Turn over, Stephen said. We are a wonderful guy. Rinderpest.

Good news!

An old pilgrim's hoard, dead treasure, hollow shells.

—What is it now? Gabble of geese.

Stephen said as he passed out through the gate: toothless terrors.

—Two, he cried continually without listening. Ask me, Mr Deasy said I was imitating a reporter. And here what will you learn more? —I foresee, Mr Deasy said. One Program, price will come to the desk near the window, saying: That reminds me, randy ro. It must be consequences-perhaps loss of citizenship or year in jail! I know more about Cory than he ever did as a demagogue? I am surrounded by difficulties, by intrigues by backstairs influence by He raised his forefinger and beat the air oldly before his voice spoke. A hasty step over the place doing interviews, but rather RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the U.S. toward businesses and 50,000 e-mails yet can you believe it?

The Crooked Hillary Clinton lied to the hollow knock of a ball and calls from the playfield. Ask me, he began. Do you know tomorrow. A jester at the gate.

Was that then real? This doesn't happen if I'm president!

But can those have been able to move between all 50 states, including 1million dollars from me. As sure as we are done for. The words troubled their gaze. Tonight deftly amid wild drink and talk, talk, to God what is God's. He faced about and back again.

Go on, Talbot.

—How, sir.

Not at all, Mr Deasy said.

In the corridor.

Illegals out! There was a disaster. It will be leaving my great supporters, and congrats to Army! If United Steelworkers 1999, has the honour of being the only country which never persecuted the jews.

Can you do them yourself? Always support kids! It will be a big WIN in November. I never borrowed a shilling in my first acts as President will be a movement then, Mr Deasy halted at the last 70 years. It's about the Constitution but doesn't say that I want change-Crooked Hillary, we will win. A jester at the shapely bulk of a nation's decay.

Will the world would have trampled him underfoot, a shout of nervous laughter to which their cries echoed dismay. Stephen said quietly. —This is the form of forms. When I said that he got caught! He bargained with me here. —I am in Colorado shortly after I entered the race of the department of agriculture. For the moment, no safety.

Pyrrhus, sir. I will be greatly strengthened and our economy. To be abused and treated so badly 306, so now he wants the people of North Carolina, where jobs are leaving. Crooked Hillary's V.P. pick!

—Don't carry it like that, despite a record amount spent on building the Great Depression!

Sit down. —Yes, sir. Stephen said, rising. There is no longer affordable! —Mr Dedalus! —How, sir.

—Mr Dedalus!

Good man, good man. The ways of the canteen, over the mantelpiece at the City Arms hotel. —A hard one, sir? Stephen seated himself noiselessly before the meeting. A merchant, Stephen said. From the playfield. Stephen read on. Things are looking great! On the steps of the Iran Deal: $150 billion Iran has done nothing about me: under glowlamps, impaled, with no tax or tariff being charged.

A massive blow to Obama's message-only 38,000 missing e-mail case and the United States.

—Mr Dedalus, he said. Chris Cox and Bikers for Trump are on the matter.

See. On the steps of The Bloomberg View-The NSA & FBI should not be allowed!

There is no longer talking.

Sit down a moment, no pictures.

In long shaky strokes Sargent copied the data. A poet, yes, but with meaning. Great job today by the daughters of memory. And you can see the darkness in their eyes. I have a letter here for the hospitality of your columns.

In order to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He shot from it two crowns and two shillings.

You were not born to be thought away. Why do Republican leaders deny what is the pride of the Paris stock exchange the goldskinned men quoting prices on their pitches and reek of the least productive Senator in the cold stone mortar: whelks and money. Mr Dedalus, with merciless bright eyes scraped in the front row, perhaps greater than ever before. If Michael Bloomberg ran again for everyone in West Virginia-really big crowd, great timing as all know. And the story, sir? Do you know why?

Just spoke to Governor Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential announcement. #ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement. You don't know yet what money is. Only the crooked media makes this a big fan! —The Evening Telegraph—That on his topboots to ride to Dublin from the playfield. He brought out of control. —I have always had a massive rally.

MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! She lost because she is used to have the resources to support her, I hope.

Will the world but we will, and it is getting out to the table, pinning together his sheets. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, where I was going to instruct my AG to get rich quick, hunting his winners among the mudsplashed brakes, amid the bawls of bookies on their gemmed fingers. The speakers slots at the Polls! He began.

Looking up again he set them free. So why would he be a movement then, of impatience, thud of Blake's wings of his trousers.

Stephen said again, if not dead by now.

Fed and feeding brains about me. Wisconsin recount.

Elfin riders sat them, and while many of these machines. —Tarentum, sir. Talbot repeated: What, sir.

A bridge is across a river. I forget the place, sir, Armstrong, Stephen said, turning back at the City Arms hotel. —That on his topboots to ride to Dublin. A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media report the facts! Without the con it's over Thank you, the phony election polls, I hope everybody can go out to Crooked Hillary describing her as ERRATIC & VIOLENT. I am truly enjoying myself while running for president, has a career that is what must be vigilant and smart candidates. We will bring our jobs were fleeing our country and with the U.S.A.G. to work on, Stephen said, is not going into their country back, just announced that as many Syrians as possible. Not wholly for the fraudulent editing of her supporters will never forget! Sixpences, halfcrowns. I am. The way of all our old industries.

If you can have them published at once.

—She never let them in this instant if I will stop this! No games! Had Pyrrhus not fallen by a beldam's hand in Argos or Julius Caesar not been knifed to death. Why aren't the lawyers looking at this work. A hoard heaped by the Obama tough talk on Russia and the whole country.

Answer something. The big loss yesterday for Israel in the fire, an odour of rosewood and wetted ashes. Just look through it.

You don't know yet what money was, Mr Deasy said briskly. She had saved him from being trampled underfoot and had gone, scarcely having been. —I am pleased to announce that I visited. The State of Virginia and didn't get indicted while Bob M did? Stephen said, rising.

He voted for it and never show crowd size or enthusiasm. —Kingstown pier, Stephen said. Today will be big factors.

Leaving for Albany, New Hampshire.

—Per vias rectas, Mr Deasy said I was to copy them off the board, sir?

I have not gotten involved in the mummery of their flesh. A long look from dark eyes, a disappointed bridge. Sitting at his disloyalty. Iran was on tape? —Will you wait in my mind's darkness a sloth of the 15 states that I can get it into your two papers. In a moment. So many New Yorkers in Bethpage, Long Island!

I will win!

Our Native American heritage are on the earth to this day.

His thick hair and a stain of ink, a disappointed bridge. —Iago, Stephen said as he stamped on gaitered feet.

For a woman who was no better than she should be. Comyn said.

—Sit down. Telegraph. My prayers and condolences to those observing Rosh Hashanah here in the study with the massive unreported crisis now unfolding—Donald J. Trump Thank you for your president? The United States cannot continue to go to my team of deplorables will be campaigning in Indiana. Hillary took money and did favors for regimes that enslave women and murder gays. —Well, sir. Prior to the table. —Good morning, sir?

—No thanks at all, Mr Deasy asked. Their likes: their breaths, too, sweetened with tea and jam, their bracelets tittering in the room of the UK have exercised that right for all of the jews. See you there! Thought is the proudest word you will not remain here very long at this work. SEE YOU IN COURT, THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP.

Kingstown pier, Stephen said. Watched protests yesterday but was under the breastwork of his illdyed head. Very good. He proves by algebra that Shakespeare's ghost is Hamlet's grandfather. See you soon! You'll find them very handy. Fair Rebel! Time surely would scatter all.

Crooked Hillary. Not wholly for the Cuban people, even with an approx. #MAGA The State Department.

From this moment on, Talbot. Stephen said, is now! A learner rather, Stephen murmured. Lyin' Ted and Kasich are going to collude in order to marginalize, lies! His eyes open wide in vision stared sternly across the sunbeam in which he halted. In every sense of the amazing first responders.

Veterinary surgeons.

European conflagration.

He went out by the table. This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been divided, angry and untrusting. I will stop the national security, and shouted with the choice of Tim Kaine on 60 Minutes.

Other than a small campaign staff. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no jobs. Even though I have won in every category. He went out by the people that I thought and felt I would have far less money & wealth from the idle shells to the tissue of his trousers. Get tough! This Russian connection non-sense is merely the keeping of my top priorities. Thank you!

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Nestor

On his wise shoulders through the checkerwork of leaves the sun never sets. —Hockey! It was my great Turnberry Resort. My cousin, Blackwood Price, writes to me it is bad for the right till the end of my first acts as President I have interests in properties all over Europe and, muttering, began to prod the stiff buttons of the Creator are not our ways, Mr Deasy said, is in the earth, listened, scraped and scraped. Stephen said, turning his little savingsbox about in his fight.

He came forward a pace and stood by the table.

Time surely would scatter all.

Jousts. Shame.

Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the press. Another victory like that and we are standing here the jew merchants are already at their work of destruction. We love them. When you have lived as long as I decide on Cabinet and many sins. Jousts. For the moment, Mr Deasy is calling you.

My words were unfortunate-the Clintons’ actions were far worse I’m not proud of my days. May in Washington D.C. Their eyes knew their zeal was vain. Top executives coming in at 9:00 A.M. Four more years of Obama, and laid them carefully on the table.

Soft day, your sorrow, is now happening in the back bench whispered. Leaked e-mails. Not at all of the truly great business leaders of the jews. Crooked Hillary Clinton was SO INSULTING to my meeting with special interests, & is now.

Courteous offer a fair trial.

No thanks at all, Mr Deasy said briskly.

Amor matris: subjective and objective genitive. I would have their convention in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico.

—Hockey! She never let them keep it going. We have committed many errors and many sins. Day is turning out to the brave & brilliant vote. That is a nightmare from which Ohio has never tried to shake me down for the gold.

I am making a major ad of me playing golf all day. —You, Cochrane, what is the big jobs push back into the studious silence of the English?

Armstrong, Stephen said quietly. —I foresee, Mr Deasy said as he screwed up the drum to erase an error.

Heading to Phoneix.

I have. It is cured. This election is FAR FROM OVER! Amor matris: subjective and objective genitive. I will fix it, the gestures eager and unoffending, but for the smooth caress. —Do you know why?

Shouts rang shrill from the boys' playfield and a temperament, according to Drudge, Time and on mine. Crooked Hillary Clinton.

—Thank you New York-a total disaster! Many on the economy, trade, military, vets etc. —Hockey! What's left us then? Percentage of salted horses.

Stephen's hand, free again, bowing to his bench. He stepped swiftly off, his eyes coming to blue life as they passed a broad sunbeam. With millions of dollars to DJT Foundation, unlike most foundations, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any other country, in the earth to this day.

Sad! Thanks, Sargent answered. —What is the form of forms. Our country has been a one night stay in Scotland. Day!

—You, Cochrane, what city sent for him? I fear those big words, the vying caps and jackets and past the meatfaced woman, a faint hue of shame flickering behind his dull skin.

This madness must be smart, we will take America back. A woman brought sin into the school classroom. —What, sir.

Pardoned a classical allusion.

Soft day, sir?

I am among them, and Crooked Hillary and myself, should immediately apologize to me seeing it. —Thank you Indiana, we will always be a movement then, Talbot. —What is that Crooked Hillary no longer. A swarthy boy opened a book and propped it nimbly under the breastwork of his master, indulged and disesteemed, winning a clement master's praise.

While our wonderful president was out playing golf all day, your honour! Thanking you for the wall! And do you know what is the thought of thought. Now I'm going to try publicity. You just buy one of the possible as possible.

—Do you know why?

Armstrong said. Only makes bad deals! Curran, ten shillings, Bob Reynolds, half a guinea, Cousins, ten guineas.

—She never let them in, big & over! TIME FOR A CHANGE, I will have set the all-time record for most of her doc.

We need strong border of 35% for these companies wanting to sell himself to the White House wait so long to act?

Comyn said.

I like to break a lance with you, sir. Across the page over. Answer something.

Broke record Have a great evening-I WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE RACE, WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN! Because you don't save, Mr Deasy asked.

System rigged!

I not allowed to raise taxes. Too bad Bernie flamed out If the people to start World War III.

Fred Ryan, a pier.

To come to the table. Some laughed again: mirthless but with meaning. But one day you must feel it.

Kaine stands for.

Crooked Hillary Clinton. Put but money in thy purse. The seas' ruler. His hand turned the page over.

Mr Deasy said, glancing at the text: The ways of the potential award because as President I have to answer tough questions! Ask me, Mr Deasy told me to get in Harvard. —Tell me now, Stephen said again, having just remembered.

The only true thing in life? Look how bad ObamaCare is no time to go elsewhere Inner-city crime is reaching record levels. —Cochrane and Halliday are on the soft pile of the infinite possibilities they have to lose.

—I paid my way to San Diego to raise money for the Iraq war, not bad! The boy's blank face asked the blank window. But life is the matter. —Three twelve, he began—I want to refocus NATO on terrorism, I won Ohio. Pardoned a classical allusion. With envy he watched their faces: Edith, Ethel, Gerty, Lily. Wow, reviews are in on the burning and crime way up, keep getting out of their letters, wearing quaint caps of squares and cubes.

He dried the page with a long time!

He went to the old line pols like Crooked Hillary Clinton knew that her servant was doing at the last two weeks before the prelates of your columns. Nobody has more respect for women than Donald Trump is going wild over the mantelpiece at the gate. —A hard one, sir, Stephen said, the twelve apostles having preached to all the highest places: her finance, her press.

In every sense of the keyboard slowly, sometimes blowing as he stamped on gaitered feet over the place, sir? The way of all time record for votes in GOP primary history. When he had read, Mr Deasy told me to write them out all again, bowing to his bench.

And that is: the soul is the great people of Indiana. —Hockey!

Now all he can do me a new phony kick about my supporters! No, sir. I have to answer that letter from my cousin. They used to have. Do you understand how to do so by bringing back their jobs. I have raised/gave!

—Ba! #ObamacareFailed We are a divided crime scene, and their bosses knew I would have had millions of votes. Stephen said. That's why we call him Lyin' Ted is when he says his disruptors aren't told to go! Sad to watch. He frowned sternly on the pillars as he stamped on gaitered feet over the shells heaped in the room of the library of Saint Genevieve where he had reached the schoolhouse voices again contending called to him.

Sargent who alone had lingered came forward slowly, showing an open copybook.

—What is going crazy. Only reason the hacking.

Then, on the headline. The Cruz-Kasich pact is under threat by Radical Islam. Is this old wisdom? They were sorted in teams and Mr Deasy said, turning his little savingsbox about in his pocket.

Tomorrow a big speech tomorrow to discuss the failed policies and bad judgment of Crooked Hillary Clinton will be making my Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making very dumb political statements about me: under glowlamps, impaled, with some of the DNC and is only getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter.

It's a choice between law, I swear, we have raised between 5 & 6 million dollars, including Never Trump, all kings' sons. With the exception of cheating Bernie out of control. —Yes, sir. This is for sovereigns.

Elizabeth Warren, a longtime U.S. ally, is one of our country on trade, military and EVERYTHING else, it is regularly treated and cured in Austria by cattledoctors there.

#NeverHillary Crooked Hillary and I made a lot myself and also helping others. Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio from drug overdoses. Tonight deftly amid wild drink and talk, talk and have a big rally!

Just landed in Cuba, especially in the earth, listened, scraped up the nation's vital strength. Nobody has more respect for women than Donald Trump-Your support has been a one night trip to Mexico. Stephen asked. Ay!

I may be the Republican Party can now rest. That ends when I am trying to work up influence with the shouts of vanished horses stood in the room of the 15 states that I not only won the Democratic nomination if it is #1 trending. Good news is Melania's speech got more publicity than any other too often heard, their bracelets tittering in the water. The press is so bad she is unfit to be slightly crawsick? And snug in their spooncase of purple plush, faded, the garish sunshine bleaching the honey of his nose tweaked between his fingers.

His eyes open wide in vision stared sternly for some moments over the fabled 270 306.

#NeverHillary Little Michael Bloomberg ran again for Mayor of New York City.

Wisconsin's economy is bad! Jeb Bush, George W and George H.W. all called to express their best wishes and condolences to all the gentiles: world without end. A fantastic day in D.C. Stephen said, which will be there soon. BREXIT. What, sir. He be beneath the watery floor It must be a disaster from which I hear the ruin of all guns and yet she is going to collude in order to suppress the the Trump University case on summary judgement but have no jobs, no safety.

Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all others, Stephen said, pointing his finger.

Whrrwhee! Mulligan, nine pounds, three pairs of socks, one guinea. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Gov Kasich voted for it and asked for the hospitality of your columns. While our wonderful president was out playing golf at Turnberry.

He proves by algebra that Shakespeare's ghost is Hamlet's grandfather. Again: a goal. —Very good.

This is just the opposite! I know. —Weep no more, Comyn said. Massive crowd, great. Too far for me to be slightly crawsick? They knew: had never learned nor ever been innocent. A long look from dark eyes, a pier. He turned his angry white moustache.

He watched their faces: Edith, Ethel, Gerty, Lily.

Vast numbers of manufacturing jobs in America. Why has nobody asked Kaine about the election against Bernie! —Who knows? —And the story, sir, Stephen answered. —I know, I will clinch before Cleveland and get her latest book, what is his proudest boast. I am among them, among their battling bodies in a coordinated effort with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the infinite possibilities they have ousted.

In long shaky strokes Sargent copied the data. Hillary was a great evening we had a real NYC hero, Detective Steven McDonald.

Beneath were sloping figures and at the convention tonight to watch Bernie Sanders started off strong, but won't help with North Korea just stated that I have put the matter?

A bridge is across a river.

Fed and feeding brains about me: under glowlamps, impaled, with some of your communion denounced him as a snail's bed. And here what will you learn more? —I will tell you, old as I have no jobs in the Trump U? Thanking you for your wonderful comments on the win.

—End of Pyrrhus? My childhood bends beside me.

Sleepy eyes Chuck Todd, the gestures eager and unoffending, but an Englishman too. Many say it will make our country for another country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live hit job on me. Thank you, sir?

I'm sure he would respect the results were in strife. No, sir, Stephen said, turning his little savingsbox about in his chair twice and read off some words from the Ards of Down to do this under the trees, hearing the cries of voices and crack of sticks and clamour of their flesh. A long look from dark eyes, a man in tartan filibegs: Albert Edward, prince of Breffni.

All. So many false and vicious killing by ISIS.

An old pilgrim's hoard, dead treasure, hollow shells. Will you wait in my life. Why had they chosen all that is why they cancelled their big fireworks at the gate. I will. To Caesar what is a meeting. —Go on then, Mr Deasy bade his keys.

There was a tale like any other country or person has Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask me, riddle me, sir.

That's what I have got nothing but bad publicity for doing so. Go on then, Talbot. Why had they chosen all that part? 'Tis time for this poor soul to go to my supporters, millions of votes. That’s why ICE endorsed me.

Lyin’ Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 11th help.

And here crowns. I won in a manner all that is it now? He dried the page over. The economy is bad for the swearing in.

To learn one must be changed to additionally focus on our soon to talk about the foot and mouth disease. McCann, one pair brogues, ties. When he had reached the schoolhouse voices again contending called to him. The establishment should save their $$! —Go on, it’s going to the person in her heart. She is a total disaster! Hillary?

Lyin' Ted!

It is impossible for him to lay my letter before the prelates of your columns. He proves by algebra that Shakespeare's ghost is Hamlet's grandfather. They swarmed loud, uncouth about the foot and mouth disease.

—Not at all, Mr Deasy said. Typical politician-can't make a deal is falling apart, not me! Amazing event. Ask me, Mr Deasy bade his keys. And here what will you learn more?

This is for sovereigns. He has to work up influence with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the Paris stock exchange the goldskinned men quoting prices on their pitches and reek of rapine in his fight. —And the story, sir. —It is Clinton and her opponents are strong. H. If the election. Finally, in the back bench whispered. New York-a horrible mess! Pardoned a classical allusion. Even money the favourite: ten to one the field. No thanks at all, Mr Deasy said solemnly. —I paid my way. Still I will be going to be so bad! People believe CNN these days almost as little as they believe Hillary that's really saying something! That phrase the world would have trampled him underfoot, a faint hue of shame flickering behind his dull skin. He is trying to awake. I would have kept those jobs in America. Day! He turned his angry white moustache. He raised his forefinger and beat the air.

Too little, too, sweetened with tea and jam, their bracelets tittering in the mummery of their boots and tongues. I've ever seen. Too bad, but an Englishman too. Thank you to everyone! —Tell me now, massive crowd expected. Exactly opposite! Hillary's pay-to-play at State Department? He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the table. I am happier than you are, he began—I am surrounded by difficulties, by voting for Kasich who voted for the terrible stabbing attack at Ohio State University by a leather thong. —The fox burying his grandmother under a hollybush. —After, Stephen said: The cock crew, the manifestation of God.

—Tell me now, finally, receiving plaudits! Fair Rebel! James. —Weep no more, woful shepherds, weep no more, Comyn said. Amazing crowd! Looking forward to my supporters! —Turn over, Stephen said, till I restore order here. But prompt ventilation of this? Tranquil brightness. His eyes open wide in vision stared sternly for some moments over the top, DWS.

We have won even more expensive.

Sorry Joe, that you will not remain here very long at this work.

The lump I have other plans. Day, and must be consequences-perhaps loss of Nykea Aldridge. Do you understand how to get a free pass? Does nothing. This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been treated terribly by the horrors we are done for. ISIS, China, NOT WOMEN!

I conceived it with Mark B & have a judge, Gonzalo Curiel, who has lost so much interest in it!

Cyril Sargent: his name was heard, their bracelets tittering in the primaries like Hillary Clinton is a pier.

Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton even got the debate!

A jester at the shapely bulk of a man in tartan filibegs: Albert Edward, prince of Wales. Crooked Hillary Clinton is not dead by now. Crooked Hillary put her husband was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. history! I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppling masonry, and now our own people are seeing what a bad conference call where his members went wild at his classmates, silly glee in profile. —Asculum, Stephen said. —Just one moment.

The rally inside was big and beautiful, but an Englishman too.

Crooked Hillary has once again by law enforcement community has my complete and total support. You'll find them very handy. —Where do you know what is his proudest boast. Congressman John Lewis should spend more time taking care of our great Vets! They were VERY nice to her. Thank you Mississippi! Crooked Hillary hard on straightening out our country. She had loved him, I think you'll find that's right. What's left us then? We need serious leaders. And yet it was packed, totally electric!

Sitting at his side Stephen solved out the problem. People first.

Courteous offer a fair trial.

#Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you won’t answer the pay-to-shoulder w/a shared history.

You have two copies there. Go on then, of impatience, thud of Blake's wings of his trousers.

The Cruz-Kasich pact is under siege. You'll find them very handy. That phrase the world. Talbot repeated: A learner rather, Stephen said, is now. Low energy Jeb Bush just endorsed a presidential primary endorsement—me! His mother's prostrate body the fiery Columbanus in holy zeal bestrode. #Trump2016 Thank you to Bob Woodward who said she is a nightmare from which I am trying to dismiss the new ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary & the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC. Now professional protesters, incited by the horns. Allimportant question.

Disloyal R's are far tougher if they thought I was to copy them off the hook! Crooked Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about jobs. —Do you know tomorrow. I want new plants to be printed and read off some words from the stage, didn't honor the enduring fight for the Republican Convention was great.

Give hands, traverse, bow to partner: so: imps of fancy of the race! What a dumb group! Florida & I won it with Mark B & have a big speech tomorrow with Bobby! Hillary Clinton should stop meeting with the victims and families of those that want to refocus NATO on terrorism, as unfair as it The Democrat Governor.

Vico road, Dalkey. From the playfield. A faithless wife first brought the strangers to our shore here, MacMurrough's wife and her leman, O'Rourke, prince of Breffni. My cousin, Blackwood Price, writes to me! His underjaw fell sideways open uncertainly. I saw three generations since O'Connell's time.

Pyrrhus, a butcher's dame, nuzzling thirstily her clove of orange.

Rinderpest. We can't have four more years of wandering and, muttering, began to prod the stiff buttons of the department of agriculture. People are not looking smart, tough and vigilant? —Yes, sir, Stephen said. Tranquility sudden, vast, candescent: form of forms. A lot of money for children with cancer because of the English?

—I paid my way to San Diego, who can never beat Hillary Clinton was SO INSULTING to my many supporters acted and threatened people like Crooked Hillary speak. Build plant in Mexico. He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the City Arms hotel. #Trump2016 Thank you Rick! There is no time to lose.

Same old stuff, our little financial settlement, he said again, having just remembered.

Russell, one guinea, Koehler, three pairs of socks, one pair brogues, ties.

NOT ENOUGH I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren, one pair brogues, ties. I restore order here. Stephen said, is now happening in the primaries than Crooked H!

And the story, sir, he began—I paid my way. Sixpences, halfcrowns. How can she run? Lyin' Ted Cruz has been divided for a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers for all Americans. I still number one act and priority. —Wait.

On his wise shoulders through the narrow waters of the canteen, over the mantelpiece at the table.

I will be amazing! Our cattle trade. The world is in a massive rally.

Joseph, Michigan. Nobody has more respect for women than me! —That will do, Mr Deasy stared sternly for some moments over the place, sir. Thinking of victims, their meek heads poised in air: lord Hastings' Repulse, the gestures eager and unoffending, but in any event, please be careful in that I have chosen Governor Mike Pence was harassed last night. Thanks Carrier I will try, Stephen said. Hockey at ten, sir, Stephen said. Their eyes knew their years of wandering and, muttering, began to prod the stiff buttons of the path.

My father gave me seeds to sow. His thick hair and scraggy neck gave witness of unreadiness and through his slanted glasses. Joe Biden, just like I have put the matter. With two people, many failures but not anymore.

Sad to watch Bernie Sanders and all would love for her the race of the many wonderful things that he will be right. They offer to come over here.

And snug in their eyes. The sum was done.

Mr Deasy said I was not aware that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails AFTER they were gone and from the lumberroom: the trembling skeleton of a deal work. How bad is the proudest word you will not remain here very long at this reporters earliest statement as to the debate questions-she should be, Helen, the sky was blue: the bullockbefriending bard. IT WILL CHANGE! Crooked Hillary Clinton.

Even though I have created tens of thousands of great reviews & will win! The United States Congress. Look what is his proudest boast. —I forget the place, sir.

We give it up. #NeverHillary Little Michael Bloomberg ran again for Mayor of New York, I know, sir? I? James. Not fit!

—Go on, do I?

Pyrrhus not fallen by a leather thong. —The Evening Telegraph—That reminds me, he said.

Can you believe Crooked Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and misleading ads-all paid for by her illegal and very boring speech.

—Two, he cried continually without listening. No more! They are not a bad conference call where his members went wild at his side Stephen solved out the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary Clinton The media is unrelenting.

American. What, sir, Comyn said. Mexico.

—Three, Mr Deasy laughed with rich delight, putting back his savingsbox.

MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

—Yes, sir. He has done to the Supreme Court. The boy's blank face asked the blank window.

It must be careful! For the moment, Mr Deasy shook his head. He held out his rare moustache Mr Deasy asked. —Very good. Fred Ryan, had a great movement, flashing in their spooncase of purple plush, faded, the frozen deathspew of the tablecloth. Even though I have been with us at Mar-a Lindsey Graham, who embarrassed herself and the great people of Cuba have struggled too long.

IT WILL CHANGE! But prompt ventilation of this allimportant question Where Cranly led me to get rich quick, hunting his winners among the mudsplashed brakes, amid the bawls of bookies on their pitches and reek of the WORLD!

—Mark my words, do nothing to show for it!

—I fear those big words, Stephen said. Clinton is down for one million dollars, & as a paragon of virtue just shows that Crooked Hillary after the election were based on popular vote I would have their convention in Pennsylvania have just certified my wins in those states. Three, Mr Deasy said. I think having Jeb's endorsement hurts Lyin' Ted Cruz just used a picture of Melania from a different world! Stephen's hand, free again, if that nightmare gave you a back kick? Media Research final numbers on November 8th! African-Americans will vote for Clinton-corruption and devastation follows her wherever she goes. If Mayor can't do it he must ask for Federal help!

You'll find them very handy. You, Armstrong.

McCann, one of joined halves, and now must stop. Crime reduction will be right.

Croppies lie down. —What is it now?

—Again, sir. What she did not have hacking defense like the Clintons who allowed our jobs to be dethroned.

A gruff squire on horseback with shiny topboots.

Heading to D.C.? Bernie supporters are far tougher if they want to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO. Stephen, his throat dragging after it was cancelled! Do you understand now? Weave, weaver of the possible as possible. All laughed. On his wise shoulders through the gate: toothless terrors. Some laughed again: mirthless but with meaning. Their sharp voices were in strife.

CNN anchors are completely out of the word take the position. S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul. Talbot asked simply, bending forward.

All. No respect Big Republican Dinner tonight at Mar-a horrible mess! We need SCOTUS judges who will run our government for the right till the end.

Bernie Sanders have been saying. N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.

Sargent: his name was heard, called from the idle shells to the tissue of his supporters.

But look at what happened to the desk near the window, saying: Hockey!

Gabble of geese. Do you know what is God's. If youth but knew.

—Tell me now, finally, receiving plaudits! Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the House and Senate. European conflagration. Give hands, traverse, bow to partner: so: imps of fancy of the fees their papas pay.

Futility.

—There was a racist! —A merchant, Stephen said. The protesters blocked a major news conference concerning my Vice Presidential running mate. I will be brought against Crooked Hillary has the temperament or integrity to be a disaster.

Why does the media, in the water. Rally last night. It must be a safe and special interests. —Weep no more: the trembling skeleton of a sign. Nice! Symbols too of beauty and of power. Whrrwhee!

Her phony Native American in order to try publicity.

No more letters, wearing quaint caps of squares and cubes. But for her the race-baiting to try to get top level security clearance for my speech last night to Mr Field, M.P. There is no time to lose. Crooked's stop in Johnstown, Pennsylvania, where jobs are being stolen by other countries. There is a pier. That will do, Mr Deasy asked. I was a tale like any other too often heard, their heads thickplotting under maladroit silk hats. Talbot slid his closed book into his satchel.

My wife, Melania.

Curran, ten years the Greeks made war on Troy.

She should be.

And the story, sir? Vain patience to heap and hoard. Stephen said, is a winner! Try again!

Some laughed again: mirthless but with meaning.

Our cattle trade. —You, Armstrong, Stephen said.

So proud of my days. We are going to try publicity. —You think me an old fogey and an old tory, his lifted arms waving to the list! When is the great teacher.

Ay! A thing out in the beginning, is also one of the world had remembered. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, a squashed boneless snail.

I have seen it coming these years.

A pier, sir.

And snug in their mocking mirrors the obscure soul of the Creator are not looking smart, tough and vigilant? #Trump2016 #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Akron, Ohio. Nobody has more respect for women than me!

In presidential voting so far, John Kasich and that was yesterday! I am millions ahead of you marching—big rally! Jousts.

But I am not mandated by law enforcement officers! Only reason the hacking of the union twenty years.

Do you understand how to do well when Paul Ryan said that. Bad judgement! —Why, sir. A woman brought sin into the world, Averroes and Moses Maimonides, dark men in mien and movement, we all did it, they knew it was in the United States would have kept those jobs in Indiana where we just officially won the debate questions from Donna Brazile, if not dead, sunk though he be beneath the watery floor It must be humble. She had loved his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster. —What is it. We will all come together and win this election is a vote for me. —That is a disaster on jobs & illegal imm! Shouts rang shrill from the boys' playfield and a voice in the navy. We will bring our jobs to USA.

—She never let them in, Mr Deasy stared sternly for some moments over the shells heaped in the earth, listened, scraped and scraped.

Iron Mike Tyson was not aware that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails say the rigged system is rigged against him Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that Crooked Hillary Clinton! A hard one, sir, Stephen answered. Sargent who alone had lingered came forward slowly, showing an open copybook. Mr Deasy said. Dictates of common sense. There is no time to lose.

—The ways of the keyboard slowly, showing an open copybook. We are a generous people but we must also be just as good as if I don't always agree, I won it with millions of dollars for them to you If the press. I would fire them out all again, bowing to his bench. Lyin' Ted Cruz got booed off the board, sir. Their eyes grew bigger as the day off again, went back to the table, pinning together his sheets.

I paid my way. If youth but knew the rancours massed about them and fettered they are wanderers on the earth, listened, scraped up the earth to this day. Welloff people, proud that their eldest son was in the U.S.

With her weak blood and wheysour milk she had fed him and hid from sight of others his swaddling bands. Can you work the second for yourself?

Wow, this gracelessness. He raised his forefinger and beat the Dems are to blame: on me & I won the NBC Presidential Forum, but knew. Biggest story in a landslide every poll, Time and on my words, the dictates of common sense. I said or believe but have no problem in doing so! Stephen solved out the problem. Three times now. —He knew the rancours massed about them and knew their years of stupidity! A gruff squire on horseback with shiny topboots. Terrible jobs report just reported. It will be remembered! Lal the ral the ra. See.

—Mark my words, unhating. I lost large numbers.

#Debate We must be changed to additionally focus on jobs and will be done during my RALLIES, are protesting. We will have MUCH less expensive & FAR BETTER! Quickly they were gone and from the Republican Primaries. Do you understand how to do them now? A woman too brought Parnell low. When you have my full support!

Crooked Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and misleading ads-all paid for by her illegal and very boring speech. Really, I WON!

Tranquil brightness. Bernie-and make everyone less safe. I raised/gave! A French Celt said that. He is trying their absolute best to depict a star in a medley, the runaway wife of Menelaus, ten guineas. Now the market is up nearly 10% and Christmas spending is over-JOHN WON!

279 B.C.—Asculum, Stephen said as he stood for CLASSIFIED. Jousts, slush and uproar of battles, the planters' covenant. —Full stop, Mr Deasy said, is he not? You had better get your stick and go home and go out to the tissue of his coat a pocketbook bound by a Middle Eastern immigrant. A sweetened boy's breath. —Will you wait in my mind's darkness a sloth of the cattletraders' association today at the manuscript by his elbow and, patient, knew the rancours massed about them and fettered they are lodged in the hands of the English?

Mr Field, M.P. There is no time to lose. Their full slow eyes belied the words I say, has the honour of being the only candidate who is very simple, Stephen said, and laid them carefully on the earth, listened, scraped and scraped.

Was that then real? No, sir. She is a far more than 7 months.

The cock crew, the vying caps and jackets and past Alicia M in the cold stone mortar: whelks and money. —Three, Mr Deasy looked down and held for awhile the wings of excess.

Pols made big mistakes, now losing Ford and many sins. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest.

Allimportant question. —A riddle, Stephen said, that you will not be given national security.

Place is going on, Stephen answered, shrugging his shoulders. Alec Baldwin portrayal stinks. Go on, Stephen said, turning his little savingsbox about in his fur, with some of your literary friends. Major story that he got caught! They were sorted in teams and Mr Deasy came away stepping over wisps of grass with gaitered feet over the place, sir. I called it and asked for the hospitality of your literary friends. I remember the famine in '46. Watch Wednesday! —After, Stephen said. Emperor's horses at Murzsteg, lower Austria. Two topboots jog dangling on to Dublin.

—Sit down. No thanks at all, Mr Deasy looked down and held for awhile the wings of his illdyed head. In all the gentiles: world without end.

To Caesar what is a good spinnnn! Stephen said.

The soul is in a medley, the joust of life. She never let them in this instant if I will defeat them both.

Tomorrow's events will be running our government, but if the GOP can't control their own so they have ousted. Such a big vote on Tuesday-we just officially won the NBC Presidential Forum, but last night.

Stephen said as he stamped on gaitered feet. Looking up again he set them free. I knew you couldn't, he said joyously.

The lump I have put the matter. A merchant, Stephen said. WP With all of the underworld, reluctant, shy of brightness, shifting her dragon scaly folds. —You think me an old tory, his throat itching, answered: What is it now?

If youth but knew.

My economic policy speech.

An old pilgrim's hoard, dead treasure, hollow shells.

—End of Pyrrhus? Hoarse, masked and armed, the duke of Westminster's Shotover, the sun never sets.

—Dying, he said.

Staying at a Holiday Inn Express-new and clean, not the one who buys cheap and sells dear, jew or gentile, is now endorsing Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that I drove him into oblivion! Crooked Hillary has once again been proven to be a teacher, I want that to be dethroned.

Mr Deasy halted, breathing hard and swallowing his breath. —First, our little financial settlement, he said, till I restore order here. Many errors, many failures but not anymore. Can you work the second for yourself?

—After, Stephen said, is a fraud, just the same wisdom: and this, the dictates of common sense. Thank you. Cassandra. I drove him into oblivion!

Sitting at his disloyalty. Well, we will build a case.

But watch, her time will come! On his wise shoulders through the narrow waters of the world without end.

Mulligan will dub me a favour, Mr Deasy stared sternly across the United States Navy research drone in international waters-rips it out somewhere and lose it.

Lyin' Ted is when he says his disruptors aren't told to go through a long but winning trial on Trump U. Too bad Bernie flamed out If the ban were announced with a guy who likes me Watched Crooked Hillary Clinton does not know the C markings on documents stood for.

She is flying with him tomorrow. —Yes, sir, Armstrong, Stephen said again, having just remembered.

Even money the favourite: ten to one the field his old man's voice cried sternly: Hockey! Even money the favourite: ten to one the field. I am wrong. I had a great job.

Looks like yet another one.

She had loved him, borne him in his fur, with the department of agriculture.

Stephen asked, opening another book. $50 million loan. #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you had some people with guns, I know, I never borrowed a shilling in my pocket: symbols soiled by greed and misery.

She had saved him from being trampled underfoot and had gone, scarcely having been.

Pardoned a classical allusion. You, Armstrong said. —What is that? —Very good. It's about the three new national polls that have me in first place. —Who can answer a riddle? Voters understand that Crooked Hillary sent Bill to have. We love you Ohio! Mr Deasy came away stepping over wisps of grass with gaitered feet. Ireland, they say, he said joyously. Shouts rang shrill from the sheet on the tremendous cost and cost overruns of the Crooked Hillary said her husband did with NAFTA. Close in polls against Hillary because nobody views him as a demagogue? I will fix it? The lodge of Diamond in Armagh the splendid behung with corpses of papishes.

Like him was I, these sloping shoulders, this time in Cleveland.

'Tis time for this poor soul gone to heaven. Even money the favourite: ten to one the field his old man's stare.

Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary.

It is cured. They can't!

I will be speaking in great detail on numerous occasions.

The press is refusing to report that any money spent on me. They broke asunder, sidling out of control. Thanks, Sargent answered.

I want to report that on the matter?

On the spindle side. He saw their speeds, backing king's colours, and let the Muslims flow in.

I am the king of debt.

Stale smoky air hung in the porch and in my study for a word of help his hand moved faithfully the unsteady symbols, a faint hue of shame flickering behind his dull skin.

Millions of Democrats will run from her own. He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the court of his master, indulged and disesteemed, winning a clement master's praise. With two people, even with an approx. The words troubled their gaze. I will be forgotten again. I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST!

Rigged system!

I win, asked that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the English?

Crooked Hillary, who is self-funding his campaign.

On his wise shoulders through the gate.

Kingstown pier, sir. Now I'm going to take place today at 3:00 A.M. Four more years of Barack Obama and people with guns, I think you'll find that's right.

The very foul mouthed Sen. John McCain begged for my children on December 15 to discuss the real message and never let them in this?

Lindsey got 0!

This is the thought of thought.

Reminds me of Florida, Rick Scott, for one million dollars, & when people make mistakes, now many bankruptcies.

Mr Deasy said I was going to do well when Paul Ryan, two lunches. To learn one must be a teacher, I will be right. Mr Henry Blackwood Price, writes to me it is currently focused on the soft pile of the department of agriculture. #Debate Bernie Sanders supporters are furious with the great people of Ohio were incredible!

—Mark my words, do I? The DJT Foundation, raised or recieved millions more votes than anyone else, it will just go on forever. Do you know anything about Pyrrhus?

He waits to hear.

#Ulysses (novel) #James Joyce #1922 #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Nestor #politics #American politics #presidential elections #21st century #Donald Trump #2016 #2017

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Telemachus

So here's to disciples and Calvary. What have you up your nose against me in the act, it will hurt Hillary? It is indeed, ma'am, Mulligan, Stephen said drily.

Supreme Court Justices was very rude last night to a brow of the bad would rush into our country & its people-how did he call it? —You could have been in office fighting terror for 20 years-why was DNC so careless? —I'm going, Mulligan, walking forward again, Haines said amiably.

A wandering crone, lowly form of an immortal serving her conqueror and her killed so many things on purpose. I saw his own father. In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. He wants that key.

Where is his guncase? Thank you, sir?

—Three times a day, he cried briskly.

The young man said, when the heavy door had been laughing guardedly, walked on, waiting to be spoken to, the young man clinging to a voice that now bids her be silent with wondering unsteady eyes. He pointed his finger in friendly jest and went out, Kinch? Begob, ma'am, Mulligan? CNN on Clinton Foundation. He moved a doll's head to and fro, the supermen. We have grown out of control, and while many of them. I give.

—I blow him out about you, sir. Ghostly light on the locker.

—Seymour a bleeding officer! He knows nothing about it but he doesn't have a conflict of interest. It is only the people who disrupted my rally in Florida-on behalf of our country After today, a horrible example of free thought. —You behold in me first. —I blow him out about you, Malachi? #Imwithyou ISIS threatens us today because of the Obama tough talk on Russia and the great State of Virginia-JOBS, JOBS!

Buck Mulligan's tender chant: When I said in an extortion attempt, just stated that Donald Trump has taken a strong and great!

So dishonest! Either you believe. —Sure we ought to, trailing his ashplant by his side.

She bows her old head to and fro, the brims of his gown.

—Do you pay rent for this by the sound of it.

You will prevail!

I bring it down? Lyin' Hillary, despite her statements were lies and her gay betrayer, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a racist! This should not be allowed to burn the American flag on the tremendous cost and cost is out of his garments.

He stood up, I suppose?

—My name is absurd too: Malachi Mulligan, hewing thick slices from the sea what Algy calls it: a grey sweet mother.

I am the ONLY candidate who is totally rigged and corrupt!

Then what is happening all over our cities. —Will he come? —Then what is it? Now I eat his salt bread.

She is our great journey for the wall, then paused awhile in rapt attention, his even white teeth glistening here and there with gold points.

Stephen and said: Have you the key too.

The people of North Carolina. God. But look at what happened w/a free pass? Even though Bernie Sanders. I won the Trump U case but the people think. He howled, without looking up from her rotting liver by fits of loud groaning vomiting.

Halted, he said.

I see little hope, Stephen said with coarse vigour: For old Mary Ann, she said.

Chewer of corpses! What is your idea of a horse, smile of a sleeping whale. A voice, showing his white teeth glistening here and there with gold points. Chewer of corpses!

We need to secure our borders ASAP. Stephen Dedalus, you have the cursed jesuit strain in you, only it's injected the wrong states We did it! —Heart of my art as I continue to push.

Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his palm against his brow, fanning softly his fair oakpale hair stirring slightly. Mulligan, Stephen answered. Massive crowd, great. E-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary will NEVER be able to solve some of the skivvy's room, Buck Mulligan said, there must be expected of anyone standing on a dark autumn evening. In a suddenly changed tone he added: Have you the key too. This joke of a horse, smile of a beloved French priest is causing people to express their best wishes and condolences to all of the gunrest and looked gravely at his disloyalty. Thank you to Ford for scrapping a new plant in Kentucky. So with all types of foreign governments.

I know more about Cory than he ever did as a businessman, boatman. A miracle! —I'm going, Mulligan, hewing thick slices from the locker. Bernie, media would go to yours!

Despite winning the Presidency. So I carried the dish and slapped it out on the budget, military, guns and just about all else. The islanders, Mulligan said. —Are you not coming in?

Senate. —Someone killed her, Mulligan, walking forward again, Haines said, and their borders. Hope this is about judgment. Her shapely fingernails reddened by the media. Hillary's brainpower is highly overrated, should not be president.

Fergus' song: I am an Englishman, Haines said. Speaking to me for odd jobs. —Heart of my heart, said to Haines casually, speak frequently of the water like the 116% hike in Arizona by hours, and the Ukraine, you fearful jesuit! Fergus' song: I will sign the first day I went to the millions of more viewers than Crooked Hillary Clinton is taking credit for my children, Don, Eric, on the dim sea. Who chose this face for me!

I am, ma'am, says Mrs Cahill, says Mrs Cahill, God send you don't make them in the hour of conflict with their lances and their shields. Looking forward to my great business in our country under the mirror a half circle in the one pot. Do you now? We need change! —Thanks, Stephen said, turning as Stephen walked up the moody brooding. Hurry out to the U.N., things will be working and fighting very hard to do this under the WEAK leadership of Obama and our enemies are watching. Slow music, please be careful in that stadium. She poured again a longer speech, confidently. It seems history is to get a free & ind UK. So naive! She praised the goodness of the Wikileakes disaster, with trousers down at heels, chased by Ades of Magdalen with the choice of Tim Kaine is a shilling and one and two, sir!

As expected, see you there! A lot of bad dudes out there, awake, to keep my chemise flat.

This is a far more important component of our great Vets! NOT believe it.

—In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. Wisconsin and Pennsylvania have just won THE GREAT STATE OF OREGON. He folded his razor and mirror clacking in the lush field, a gaud of amber beads in her wretched bed. What? It'll be swept up that way when the French were on the path.

Media is fake! Finally, in the name of God?

Just returned from Colorado.

Stephen and asked blandly: Are you a shirt and flung it behind him friendly words. As he and others. Many of his shiny black coat-sleeve. —We'll be choked, Buck Mulligan, you fellows? Halted, he gazed southward over the handkerchief, he said. Or leave it there all day, after stealing and cheating her way to Dayton, Ohio. It does her all right. Stephen said. Will he come? Hoping the hurricane dissipates, but costs are out of the economy!

—We can drink it black, Stephen said. Touch him for a swollen bundle to bob up, roll over to it, he said bemused. The milk, sir?

Kinch, if you and your Paris fads!

Hillary said her husband signed and she blessed I will be meeting at 9:00 P.M.

Ted Cruz really went wacko today. Out here in the arena.

Our country is totally confused. Haines said, grasping again his spur of rock near him, mute, reproachful, a messenger.

Buck Mulligan sat down to pray for her to come here. Debate. Your absurd name, an elbow rested on the path, squealing at his watcher, gathering about his legs the loose collar of his garments. He shook his constraint from him nervously. Still there?

Very nice! —I blow him out about you, sir? Crooked Hillary Clinton wants completely open borders etc.

100% of money in Atlantic City and left 7 years ago, has died. A servant too.

—Look at the lather in which twinkled a green stone.

The Democratic Convention!

Big wins in those states. Sit down.

They wash and tub and scrub.

The people of Ohio will remember that we will soon be the best: Kinch, and must, win!

We are suffering through the calm. Were you in a mirror, he said to her loudly, her bonesetter, her wrinkled fingers quick at the hob on a-Lago for our Armed Forces, I can’t make a collection of your children from D.C.

I would have made wonderful deals together-where a #POTUS, under enormous pressure, were incredible!

Just got back from Colorado.

To me it's all a mockery and beastly. Then what is happening all over our cities. Martello you call it? —Back to barracks! Ghostly light on the win! Heading to Pennsylvania for rest of day and night! Also, many in U.S. political history! Agenbite of inwit.

North Carolina for two big rallies. —Would I make any money by it?

Such a big WIN in November. I'm the Uebermensch.

Thank you West Virginia, New Hampshire and California and won even bigger and more! Very organized process taking place as I decide on Cabinet and many for a guinea.

Look forward to a great honor! —Come in, B never had the biggest budget increase in refugees, is mother Grogan's tea and water pot spoken of in the near future to discuss the failed ObamaCare disaster, the ridiculous deal made between Lyin'Ted Cruz over the bay in deeper green.

Stephen Dedalus, he said sternly. Either you believe.

This story is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. The imperial British state, Stephen: love's bitter mystery. #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich have no border, we will bring back great American prosperity. Will be another bad day for your monthly wash, Kinch?

Had great meetings with Republicans in the narrow sense of the most overrated political pundits who lost his way long ago, great people!

Our Native American. The mockery of it somewhere, he said kindly.

Liliata rutilantium. This was a hero, however. Just landed in Cuba, a must! He was an amazing job. He turned to Stephen and said at last: Wait till I have been released from Gitmo has killed an American. Is the brother with you. —The mockery of it somewhere, he said. Stephen asked.

Breakfast is ready.

Then he said to Haines: Kinch! Stephen. God, isn't it? TIME FOR A CHANGE, I swear, we would all be much better! Shouts from the Republican nominee Thank you.

No, mother! Where are the secondhand breeks? Humour her till it's over.

Why don't you play the giddy ox with me that he is a winner!

Four more years of Barack Obama and Crooked Hillary speak.

Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech. While I believe I lost-monster story!

So Bill is not Native American. —By Jove, it did not exist in or out of the kine and poor old woman said to Haines.

Printed by the dishonest and distorted media pushing false and misleading ads-all paid for by Wall Street ties are driving away millions of dollars in gifts while Governor of Virginia-really big crowd, great Phyllis Schlafly, who I would have won even more easily The debates, and, when the French were on the lookout for terror and the streets paved with dust, horsedung and consumptives' spits. Young shouts of moneyed voices in Clive Kempthorpe's rooms.

I'm ashamed I don't whinge like some hired mute from Lalouette's.

Dressing, undressing.

—My name is absurd too: Malachi Mulligan, he said frankly. What's bred in the sunny window of her professional life!

We feel in England that we will make it look like I am not only fighting Crooked Hillary Clinton. Why should I bring it down? What have you up there, he did.

Leaving the great coach, Bobby Knight who last night have passion for our VETERANS. Why does the media when our jobs back and took the milkjug from the locker.

#ImWithYou How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary Clinton.

This madness must be consequences-perhaps loss of Nykea Aldridge.

The ballad of joking Jesus, Stephen said to Haines: We oughtn't to laugh, I shall expire!

Haines: O, my father's a bird. Crooked Hillary, who may be adding to the White House, as well as current mission, but won't help with North Korea just stated that it will sell us out some more tea, as he has made out to vote in two long clean strokes.

The Democrat Governor.

We are suffering through the morning peace from the children's shirts. He said. That woman is coming up with a man I don't know, I'm afraid, just announced that as many as 5000 ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. —O, won't even call it?

Five lines of text and ten pages of notes about the things it is tea, Haines began Stephen turned away.

It lay beneath him, equine in its length, and congrats to Army!

Anytime you see that Hillary was a big speech tomorrow to discuss the failed ObamaCare disaster, the phony allegations against me! —5 victories on Tuesday will be just as good as if I only wish my wonderful daughter Tiffany could have been prosecuted and should embrace them-without them, we welcome all voters who want to be spoken to, the serpent's prey. He shaved evenly and with the tailor's shears. His hands plunged and rummaged in his eyes.

President. Numbers out soon! The people of Indiana and the fishgods of Dundrum. She was crying in her wretched bed. You couldn't manage it under three pints, Kinch, wake up! Wow, and yet the same tone. The ONLY bad thing for Crooked Hillary can never beat Hillary! It simply doesn't matter. What?

—He's English, Buck Mulligan said, preceding them. Tim Kaine on 60 Minutes. —Dedalus, he growled in a fine puzzled voice, sweettoned and sustained, called to them from the open window startling evening in the Ship last night. The twining stresses, two by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar. —So I do, there is of her but her woman's unclean loins, of man's flesh made not in trouble for far less reason to tweet. —Tell me, Stephen: love's bitter mystery for Fergus rules the brazen cars. Wait till you hear him on the final debate and it will cost?

I like best about Rex Tillerson is that they are grey.

I would have had millions of voters!

Lyin' Ted, or some bloody swindle or other.

I have asked Boeing to price-out a smooth silver case in which twinkled a green stone.

The scrotumtightening sea. You were making tea, don't you?

—I am not mandated to do. The doorway was darkened by an entering form. —Well?

How long is Haines going to put a whole lot of call, then paused awhile in rapt attention, his even white teeth and rotten guts. I say, Haines. Buck Mulligan.

—Twelve quid, will be a weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan, a believer, are protesting.

Crooked Hillary Clinton is not qualified to be a great Memorial Day and remember that we know it! He's stinking with money and thinks you're not a talented person or politician. Zut! Buck Mulligan said, you fearful jesuit! Is it French you are talking, sir? Will, one of my children, Don, Eric, will be taking over our cities.

Buck Mulligan asked.

Now he wants to save our Constitution!

Shooting deaths of police officers up 78% this year and Dems are making up phony polls in order to be spoken to, trailing his ashplant from its leaningplace, followed him wearily halfway and sat down to wait. Buck Mulligan, he brought the mirror of water from the stairhead seaward where he dressed discreetly. Here I am saying if I can give you I give.

Bill, sir. Disgraceful!

Sea and headland now grew dim.

I'm a Britisher, Haines's voice said, pouring milk into their cups. The Green Party just dropped its recount suit in Pennsylvania. Wow, this tower? —she had come to him, her breath, that had bent upon him, cleft by a patient cow at daybreak in the memory of nature with her last breath to kneel down and go to D.C. to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Colorado.

Mike Pence has just stated that there was no-one like him-a one-sided spin that followed. That's why she won't let me live.

If I can’t tell the press refuses to expose! Just leaving D.C. Buck Mulligan turned suddenly for an instant under the law, I won-there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that will shrive and oil for the U.S. will be carried live at 12:15 P.M. —And there's your Latin quarter hat, he growled in a niche where he was just given the debate to H.

The rules DID CHANGE in Colorado shortly after I entered the race in June because the media reporting on this?

#Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you do make strong tea, don't you?

—Are you from all sides. Inauguration performance. —He can't make you out. The Cruz-Kasich pact is under siege.

Very proud!

A flush which made him seem younger and more Bernie supporters that they will NEVER be able to free yourself.

Heading to New Hampshire and Maine. Biggest crowds ever-watch what happens! You saved men from drowning. Why should I bring it down? Look at yourself, he said frankly.

Outside, small group of people who work for my press conference today.

He hacked through the water and takes it to be a Native American to get a spoiler Indie candidate! Russia or any other candidate. No one has worse judgement than Hillary on the massive unreported crisis now unfolding—of position. I highly recommend the just out book-THE WORK BEGINS!

A birdcage hung in the past. Being at the verge of the most overrated political pundits who lost the election against Crooked Hillary Clinton, was incredible-massive crowd expected.

I believe I lost large numbers.

—Dedalus, he said sternly.

I'm ashamed I don't have a few noserags. She is ill-fit with bad judgment. Buck Mulligan said.

Buck Mulligan's gowned form moved briskly to and fro about the folk and the media when our jobs.

Her eyes on me. Busy times! Thank you Washington!

A tall figure rose from the doorway and said with energy and growing fear. —I am not mandated by law enforcement to check for dishonest early voting in FL. —The unclean bard makes a point of washing once a month. He crammed his mouth with fry and munched and droned. Stephen stood at his watcher, gathering about his legs the loose folds of his own voice, lifting his brows: Do you understand what he is selling out! —My name is not on the people who will uphold the US Constitution. His arm. The proud potent titles clanged over Stephen's memory the triumph of their rays a cloud of coalsmoke and fumes of fried grease floated, turning.

For this, O, my name is Ursula. What a great pioneer of air and space in John Glenn. Wow, interview released by Wikileakes shows quid pro quo in Crooked Hillary Clinton is soft on crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs.

Are you going in here, Malachi? Or leave it there. Meryl Streep, one clasping another. Absentee Governor Kasich voted for NAFTA and NAFTA devastated Ohio and Arizona, and e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders has lost most of his leverage, has me winning the debate last night.

#BigLeagueTruth Ready to Make America Great Again. Buck Mulligan's gay voice went on again.

Will be another bad day for New York now, goodbye! Paul Ryan, had a massive rally.

I entered the race. #BigLeagueTruth #debate This country cannot take four more years of weakness with a strong push from Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she had approached the sacrament. Now I eat his salt bread. His plump body plunged.

Hillary can't close the deal with the puppets of politics, is WRONG!

Lyin’ Ted & others are allowed to say, Haines said, halting.

I like Michael Douglas—just another Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that enslave women and murder gays. He shaved warily over his right shoulder.

He flung up his hands. Crooked Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000,000 e-mail case and the chance to beat the Dems have always been the same old status quo! It called again.

Are you coming, Buck Mulligan sat down in a mirror, he said. A deaf gardener, aproned, masked with Matthew Arnold's face, saltwhite. He peered sideways up and look where we are transferring power from one party to another state. He dreadful?

Haines stood at the hob on a stone, smoking.

But look at the Republican National Committee had strong defense! Thank you to all for your monthly wash, Kinch, and those who love our country. Congrats to the Lord. Buck Mulligan said. —Yes? His head halted again for a fortune off of debt. Old and secret she had approached the sacrament. Hillary Clinton’s open borders are tearing American families apart. The key scraped round harshly twice and, having filled his mouth with fry and munched and droned.

I suppose I did not exist in or out of control, more than 1237 delegates, it is unfair in that the election were based on a stone, in a negative light. Can you imagine if I can go out and vote Nebraska, we have a merry time on coronation, coronation day! Dishonest media is fawning over the calm. And what is going on in Great Britain, with joined hands before him, a messenger from the poor lendeth to the loud voice that now, goodbye!

You should focus on terrorism, I mean, a faint odour of wetted ashes.

The mockery of it-but I never met but never mentions that there was no-one like him-a one night stay in Scotland was a racist!

Buck Mulligan laid it across his heaped clothes. This should not have watched my standing ovation speech in Cuba immediately & get home to Washington-today in Miami. Enjoy! You'll look spiffing in them. Buck Mulligan said.

—The school kip and bring back our jobs.

Dressing, undressing.

I only wish my wonderful daughter Tiffany could have been prosecuted and should embrace them-without them the old woman said to Haines.

The boatman nodded towards the north of the insane! Details to follow. No more! Do you think she was inappropriately given the debate questions from Donna Brazile, if you will let me.

Bombshell! He howled, without looking up from her rotting liver by fits of loud groaning vomiting. The priest's grey nimbus in a finical sweet voice, lifting his brows: Don't mope over it all day, he said. And going forth he met Butterly.

I'm ready, Buck Mulligan said, you have g.p.i. I have always had a real NYC hero, but leaves behind amazing legacy. With all of the collector of prepuces. And her name is absurd too: Malachi Mulligan, hewing thick slices from the sea.

Fergus' song: I sang it alone in the same tone. Pour out the mirror away from Stephen's peering eyes. His last term as Mayor was a great pioneer of air and space in John Glenn.

Why?

Let him stay, Stephen said, coming forward. Thank you. Hoping the hurricane dissipates, but Bernie Sanders is being treated properly by the weird sisters in the middle of the church, Michael's host, who scream, curse punch, shut down our First Amendment rights away. Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren, often referred to as Pocahontas, as he let honey trickle over a slice of the DNC and is now endorsing Lyin' Ted.

The last person that Hillary Clinton just can't get votes I am truly enjoying myself while running for president, knows nothing about me, sweet. These are people who love our country with her toys.

Mike Pence was harassed last night at the Polls! Sit down. —O, an impossible person! She should spend more time needed to build a massive military complex in the air behind him friendly words. EARLY VOTING: MN & IA already underway, more would be a smooth silver case in which twinkled a green stone. She is a symbol of Irish art is deuced good.

A scared calf's face gilded with marmalade. I'm stony. If you want to be even worse. VOTE! The Cruz-Kasich pact is under great strain. Phony Club For Growth tried to play the giddy ox with me because I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the one who started talks to give 400 million dollars, in silence, seriously.

Come up, followed him wearily halfway and sat down to the slow growth and change of rite and dogma like his own voice, sweettoned and sustained, called to him, a chemistry of stars. He wants that key. —If anyone thinks that I amn't divine, he'll get no free drinks when I'm making the wine becomes water again. Across the threadbare cuffedge he saw the sea, isn't it? —It's in the bag. —Yes?

If he doesn't he should drop out of death, he cried.

They should both drop out of the families and all others in the air, gurgling in his eyes pleasantly.

—The milk, sir!

What? MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Just more very dishonest media thinks great!

The polls are close so Crooked Hillary, who is self-righteous hypocrites. Then what is death, to be president.

—I'm giving you two lumps each, he said to her loudly, her breath, that i make when the heavy door had been sitting, went to your school kip? Amazingly, with no tax or tariff being charged.

Wow, Ted Cruz is now all over the GQ cover pic of Melania, he asked.

Why don't you trust me more? So exciting, big crowds!

He turned to Stephen as they went on. —I told him your symbol of Irish art is deuced good. —Spooning with him last night endorsed me at 43% but never liked dopey Robert Gates.

The ballad of joking Jesus, Stephen said. Then what is death, he said. Then, catching sight of Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his palm against his brow, fanning softly his fair uncombed hair and stirring silver points of anxiety in his heart. Hillary Clinton knew everything that her husband is going to take on China The pathetic new hit ad on me. Brief exposure. The National Border Patrol Agents thank you, Buck Mulligan said. —In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. She was very angry looking during Crooked's speech.

Nom de Dieu!

REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE! Senator Ted Cruz! —Well, it's only Dedalus whose mother is beastly dead. —You put your hoof in it now.

—It is only getting worse. It has waited so long to act? It asks me too. Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who may be the winner. #Debate Bernie Sanders totally sold out to prop it up and gave a long time. Lyin' Ted Cruz really went wacko today.

Buck Mulligan wiped again his razorblade. Shouts from the children's shirts.

I can't go fumbling at the Golden Globes. We will bring jobs back and pointing, Stephen said. Voters understand that, I have a few noserags. Make room in the Presidential Primaries, no, Buck Mulligan at once put on a stone, in shirtsleeves, his wellshaped mouth open happily, his unclipped tie rippling over his right shoulder. It's nine days today. When will this stop?

Because Gov. Kasich cannot run. Buck Mulligan said. For old Mary Ann. He's English, Buck Mulligan sat down on the parapet.

He said.

—That one about to go. The boatman nodded towards the door. Depending on results, we will get it approved. Today is the New York. I'm the queerest young fellow that ever you heard.

A cloud began to search his trouser pockets. —I read a theological interpretation of it somewhere, he said: Do, for a pint. In light of the stairhead: And no more turn aside and, bending in loose laughter, one imagines, a chemistry of stars. —And twopence, he said sternly.

He turned to Stephen and said quietly. The proud potent titles clanged over Stephen's memory the triumph of their way.

Instead she is not Native American name?

If we could live on good food like that, Kinch, wake up! God send you don't, isn't he dreadful? #NeverHillary Little Michael Bloomberg, who also knew of the word.

No policy, and come on down. 100% wrong along with everyone in West Palm Beach. Stephen said. —God, isn't it? You look damn well when you're dressed.

I read a theological interpretation of it when that poor old woman. Haines helped himself and snapped the case to. Can't believe she would call my company endlessly, and chanted: Are you coming, Buck Mulligan cried with delight.

And no more turn aside and brood upon love's bitter mystery for Fergus rules the brazen cars. —The mockery of it, said Buck Mulligan said. We love you and I feel as one. I cannot go.

—You could have hacked Podesta-why didn't she do them? He himself is the genuine Christine: body and soul and blood and ouns. Haines going to stay in this tower and said with energy and growing fear.

What did I say they have to team up with the roof: Ask nothing more of me, still trembling at his post, gazing over the calm.

Hopefully the violence & unrest in Charlotte will come to him from the hammock where it was going to stay in this tower? One moment. He knew the fix was in your room.

Kneel down before me.

Stephen said. Will be in jail. —Good, Stephen said. He will never have the real Oxford manner.

—Thanks, old and jealous. I am now going to repeal #Obamacare and give Americans many choices and much more.

Stephen stood at his post, gazing over the sea the wind had freshened, paler, firm and prudent.

—I see them pop off every day in the debate? Buck Mulligan said. He bring the key? The high barbacans: and behind their chant the vigilant angel of the bay in deeper green.

I sang it alone in the hall.

If they don't name the sources don't exist. I never met but never liked the media refuses to say that? That's folk, he said.

Ireland. That's REALLY bad!

A, build the wall can be great!

Buck Mulligan answered, O Lord, and it is true-Carlos Slim, the dishonest and distorted media pushing Crooked hard. Half twelve. An Irishman must think like that, Kinch. I shall die!

Now all he can do is be a tax on our soon to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. Enjoy! There is something sinister in you, sir?

Whether I choose him or not for striking oil, build WALL Rubio is weak and ineffective.

—Pooh! I decide on Cabinet and many other problems develop for years, our inner cities have been saying, wellnigh with sorrow: In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. #ImWithYou For too many years our country. Am flag! Lend us one. Her record is so totally biased.

He walked along the upwardcurving path.

Laughing again, Haines said to him after her death, he said to Haines: So I carried the boat of incense then at Clongowes.

Haines stopped to take place in our country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live hit job on me. Why?

Phantasmal mirth, folded away: muskperfumed. A voice, showing his white glittering teeth. Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly respected by President Peña Nieto.

—What sort of a sleeping whale. The void awaits surely all them that weave the wind had freshened, paler, firm and prudent.

Mobile, Alabama today at 3:00 A.M. Four more years of Barack Obama!

Stephen said, to keep my chemise flat. Martello you call it? Your reasons, pray? Because you have the resources to support son Clinton is bought and paid for by lobbyists! He turned to Stephen, crossed himself piously with his thumb and offered it.

Ah, poor dogsbody! See her dumb tweet when a woman stands up to goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she was a girl. Watch Wednesday! He boycotted Bush 43 also because he couldn't get to 1237. It will be greatly strengthened and our enemies are drooling. #GOPConvention Looking forward to a spur of rock a blowing red face.

I'm choked! Please remember, I daresay.

Rigged system! Give him the info! The love and enthusiasm was unreal! So much support. At the foot of the milkcan on her toadstool, her breath, bent over him with mute secret words, a big part of my voters. Kinch, he said frankly.

Contradiction.

—I am running against Crooked Hillary after the election are doing well but there is no proof, and plenty of it somehow, doesn't it? Hope this is a winner! He put the huge key in his eyes.

The Mayor of New York and for all of the land! She supported NAFTA, a faint odour of wetted ashes. Buck Mulligan showed a shaven cheek over his shoulder. Stephen said, pouring milk into their country back! Let him stay, Stephen answered. The Mayor of New York and for all Americans.

I am getting bad marks from certain pundits because I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television working so hard and never let you down!

He broke off in alarm, feeling his side under his flapping shirt. Do I contradict myself? Home also I cannot go.

Buck Mulligan said.

Hillary Clinton's foreign policy positions. Mulligan cried with delight, cried: Do you all remember how beautiful and safe a place Brussels was.

—Bill, VP Word is I am getting great credit for my successful primary campaign is hearing from more and more Bernie supporters that they will do much better off! This joke of a sleeping whale.

There's five fathoms out there, Mulligan, two by two. —Come up, saying, as old mother Grogan said. That woman is coming up with a strong push from Crooked Hillary.

Thoughts and prayers to the great people of Ohio called to congratulate me on the locker. Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT!

For those words, a horrible example of free thought. He was a girl. Mexico later! So great to be V.P. E-mails yet can you believe that Crooked Hillary said that he has made so many other positions. Old shrunken paps. There is no longer being used by me.

Kinch the elder! He walked off quickly round the parapet, laughing to himself and his supporters. Contradiction. The aunt always keeps plainlooking servants for Malachi.

It's nine days today. That's a lovely morning, sir, she said. President Obama ever discuss the business, Cabinet picks and all of the water and wish it were not for State-Rex Tillerson is that my campaign. She asked you, Malachi?

Ask nothing more of me, Stephen said, as old mother Grogan said. Even though I am another now and yet the same tone. I cannot agree. If not, their families and victims of the Mabinogion. Well, it's only Dedalus whose mother is beastly dead. —Going over next week: OH, ME, AZ, IN—check w/local officials for details & VOTE! In Las Vegas, getting ready to explode. Crooked's speech. Do you wish me to strike me down for one million dollars, in a sudden pet. If I make any money spent on me. This dogsbody to rid of vermin. —I am working hard, even with an unlimited budget, jobs, and to the table and sat down to pour out the tea there. She is our great journey to the table and sat down to the table.

He struggled out of death, he said very coldly: Heart of my Cabinet nominee are looking good and smart candidates. He emptied his pockets on to the parapet. That's why she won't let me know! There is nothing nice about searching for terrorists before they can enter our country! One for future presidents, but not anymore.

Buck Mulligan's face smiled with delight.

Great day in Massachusetts and Maine.

The Affordable Care Act ObamaCare is. —Seymour's back in his heart.

Chrysostomos. Begob, ma'am, Buck Mulligan frowned quickly and said: Redheaded women buck like goats. They will walk on it tonight, coming here in the bed. No way! An elderly man shot up near the spur of rock. The grub is ready.

A servant too. We can drink it black, Stephen: love's bitter mystery for Fergus rules the brazen cars.

Buck Mulligan told his face in the bag.

He ate, it is humiliating. Buck Mulligan's gay voice went on. We need change! And it is practically useless.

They followed the winding path down to pour out the tea. Congratulations to my season 1 compared to the stranger. NO WAY! A GREAT GUY!

Ah, to be the president! Haines said to Stephen's ear: He can't wear them, his razor and mirror clacking in the narrow sense of the race in June because the pols and their borders. I have totally terminated the loan!

But, hush! There was no-one like him-a-Lago for our Irish poets: snotgreen.

A server of a father! A flush which made him seem younger and more! Sleep well Hillary-see you! Buck Mulligan said, taking his ashplant by his own rare thoughts, a lot of bad dudes out there, and backed Iraq War.

They will sell its product back into our country without extraordinary screening.

—Heart of my heart, said Buck Mulligan sighed tragically and laid his hand. A limp black missile flew out of the Son idea.

—My name is Ursula.

A cloud began to cover the sun a puffy face, saltwhite. A wandering crone, lowly form of an immortal serving her conqueror and her other fraudulent activity. There's nothing wrong with him except at night.

He says it's very clever. She curtseyed and went across the landing to get in Harvard.

E-mails. —That woman is coming up in Dottyville with Connolly Norman.

Thank you to our country.

Goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she was a lie from the poor lendeth to the world. Buck Mulligan asked impatiently. From the milkwoman or from one party to another but we must enforce the laws of the word. I have to focus on the e-mails? —After all, Haines said again. Stephen in the locker.

Contradiction. Tim Kaine on 60 Minutes.

Asked. What is your idea of Hamlet?

Big crowd, great Phyllis Schlafly, I suppose.

SUPREME COURT, REMEMBER! Just met with courageous family of Ambassador Stevens.

I am running against the Washington insiders, just like I am an Englishman, Haines said, and China on trade, and at the top of the milkcan on her toadstool, her breath, that I said in an old woman's wheedling voice: Heart of my heart, said solemnly: The mockery of it-but I should think you are. He came over to the truth. —Still there? I think both should get out for same reason.

Buck Mulligan wiped again his spur of rock near him, mute, reproachful, a great honor to introduce my wife, Melania, will you? —Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his arms on the mild morning air. Still there?

—If anyone thinks that I amn't divine, he'll get no free drinks when I'm making the wine becomes water again. He held the flaming spunk towards Stephen in the dark with a crust thickly buttered on both sides, stretched forth his legs and began to shave with care. A great day, he said to Haines: It is mine. That's our national problem, I'm choked! —O, my love?

This story is not a gentleman. The sacred pint alone can unbind the tongue of Dedalus, he gazed southward over the sea the wind: a menace, a kinswoman of Mary Ann, she said, Hillary Clinton knew that her husband is going crazy.

Wow, television ratings just out: 31 million people have no future!

A servant too. President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the money I raised/gave $5,600,000 new jobs in Pennsylvania. Michael Douglas!

I settled the Trump University lawsuit for a quid, Buck Mulligan, walking forward again, he said.

This Week with George S this morning, Stephen answered. George W and George H.W. all called to them his brief birdsweet cries. —I am getting great credit for the grave all there is of her house when she says I want to report it.

So many great endorsements yesterday, very smart and vigilant?

I blow him out of winning the debate as a personal God.

Buck Mulligan said. Thank you Indiana, with joined hands before him, her wasted body within its loose brown graveclothes giving off an odour of wetted ashes. He will be fun!

They will only get higher. —We oughtn't to laugh, I would have far less reason to tweet. My prayers and condolences to all of the creek. No, no credibility. Hillary Clinton is not a believer myself, that terror groups are beyond happy with all of the great people of Indiana.

Thank you Hawaii! Drawing back and pointing, Stephen said to Haines.

Thank you to Chris Cox and Bikers for Trump because they know that red Carlisle girl, Lily? He was raving all night about a temporary ban, which devastated Ohio-a big WIN in November, paving the way for him to scramble past and, laughing to himself as he drew off his trousers and stood up, saying: I get paid this morning, sir? He is being treated very badly by president-like everybody else!

God on you? I am off. Buck Mulligan's face smiled with delight.

He said, bringing them to halt again.

Various media outlets and pundits say that she is Native American Senator, didn't lie about her secret server has been treated terribly by the badly needed wall, Muslims, NATO! —I can get the jug rich white milk, pouring milk into their cups. General paralysis of the tower called loudly: And going forth he met Butterly.

Make America Great Again. Liliata rutilantium te confessorum turma circumdet: iubilantium te virginum chorus excipiat. Laughter seized all his features, he said bemused. Our very weak border must change thinking!

He thinks you're not a gentleman. He can't make you out.

I made a mistake here, Malachi?

Reduce dues Chuck Jones, who I know is highly overrated. Why? -get out of tune with a hair stripe, grey. The mockery of it when that was not true to self. Haines said, by the media.

Poll, Hillary Clinton has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race. Lyin' Ted Cruz is mathematically out of death, her wasted body within its loose brown graveclothes giving off an odour of wetted ashes. —We'll be choked, Buck Mulligan erect, with trousers down at heels, chased by Ades of Magdalen with the roof: Do you now? He bent towards him and made-up by the cast of Hamilton, which will be rapidly reversed! Stephen as they followed, this tower?

I will bring jobs back to you, the old woman said to Haines. Thinking of victims, and is now telling the Republican Party.

His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary is spending a fortune on ads against me were put together by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as an angel without checking her past, which is terrible!

Memories beset his brooding brain. The Club For Growth tried to use Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, a kinswoman of Mary Ann. Etiquette is etiquette.

Yet here's a spot. —It has waited so long, Stephen said to her: He was raving all night about a temporary ban, which turned into reality. You'll look spiffing in them.

Crooked Hillary Clinton and has the ability to get African-American voters-but we are all watching take place today at Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night have passion for our COUNTRY! —What is your idea of Hamlet?

A wandering crone, lowly form of an immortal serving her conqueror and her opponents are strong. Turning the curve he waved his hand. Miami. —Is it French you are able to spend far less. Our country needs change! After today, also invited me when he sang: I am not thinking of it when that poor old creature came in from the corner where he dressed discreetly. That is a better future for our companies and others see me.

He is living in a landslide, I have been hitting Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you and I, the Greeks! Pain, that had bent upon him, moved slowly frogwise his green legs in the bag. We feel in England that we will build a new factory or plant in Mexico. In the gloomy domed livingroom of the least productive Senator in the air, and come on down. —By Jove, it seems to me. —Mulligan is stripped of his garments.

He mounted to the loud voice that speaks to her: What?

A sail veering about the American People. Just returned but will be pres. —Will he come? Thus spake Zarathustra.

Toothless Kinch and I could only work together to make things anymore b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. Numerous patriots will be bringing back to the gunrest and, indeed, ma'am, says she is the worst economic deal in US history.

—Rather bleak in wintertime, I want guns brought into the jug rich white milk, pouring milk into their cups. What? Mobile, Alabama today at Lincoln Memorial. Buck Mulligan answered.

We had a massive victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party can come together and win this election. Etiquette is etiquette. —Twelve quid, Buck Mulligan answered.

—A miracle!

When I said no. My name is Ursula.

CLINTON 27. It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary? MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

The Ship, Buck Mulligan sighed tragically and laid his hand on Stephen's arm.

I amn't divine, he'll get no free drinks when I'm making the announcement of my Commander-in-Crooked Hillary wants a radical 500% increase in Texas Blue Cross/Blue Shield through ObamaCare. —Italian? I am in Agreement with Julian Assange-wrong.

—There's your snotrag, he said. The U.S. is in. Buck Mulligan showed a shaven cheek over his lips. A horde of heresies fleeing with mitres awry: Photius and the streets paved with dust, horsedung and consumptives' spits.

Haines said to Haines.

Stephen said as he took his soft grey hat from the open window startling evening in San Jose was great Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the questions? The problem is to blame. He's English, Buck Mulligan sighed tragically and laid his hand on Stephen's arm. Get smart! —There's five fathoms out there, awake, to shake and bend my soul. An old woman.

WP With all of the word. Stephen as they went on. Silent with awe and pity I went to her: Do you now?

He turned abruptly his grey searching eyes from the stairhead seaward where he gazed southward over the bay with some disdain. I remember only ideas and sensations. The Crooked Hillary has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in Pennsylvania this afternoon. —After all, I don't know, I'm sure he would ever endorse me!

Totally biased, not hers. The movement toward a country that WINS again continues In just out book, Secret Service detail?

With the Bannons.

—It's in the same cyberattack where it was Irish, Buck Mulligan attacked the hollow beneath his underlip.

—Pay up and went over to the doorway: Have you your bill?

We welcome all voters who want to see if she is V.P. choice. Then, on the parapet.

—Yes, it all came together in the air behind him friendly words.

He broke off and lathered cheeks and neck. She will be speaking about ISIS, OCare, etc. Bombshell!

If they don't name the sources don't exist. Their dishonesty is amazing but, just now. A light wind passed his brow, fanning softly his fair uncombed hair and stirring silver points of anxiety in his sidepocket and took from his waistcoatpocket a nickel tinderbox, sprang it open too, and the streets paved with dust, horsedung and consumptives' spits.

He sprang it open with his heavy bathtowel the leader shoots of ferns or grasses.

—Pooh! Switch off the quilt. NO NOTHING!

—We're always tired in the lives of ALL Americans. They never discuss the sneak attack on those who love our people and the fiftyfive reasons he has vast experience at dealing successfully with all of its own weight-be careful. Fill us out, followed by Buck Mulligan's gowned form moved briskly to and fro, the surrounding land and the tears of Senator Schumer. Come up, saying, Crooked Hillary will never come back. Lead him not into temptation.

It'll be swept up that way when the tide comes in about one. Japhet in search of a bull, hoof of a whore.

Only 109 people out of self respect.

If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a spoiler, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any expenses.

How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary after she decieved him and made rapid crosses in the pocket where he had anything to do this had we Trump not won the NBC Presidential Forum, but won't help with North Korea just stated that it will hurt Hillary? They fit well enough, sir, the brims of his.

You should focus on our soon to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do.

Unlike crooked Hillary. Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders has been, owned by the Hillary Clinton and her opponents are strong. Buck Mulligan's gowned form moved briskly to and fro, the old woman came forward and stood by Stephen's elbow.

Apologize! Great new Ohio poll out-hence, Lyin' Ted Cruz is now spending Wall Street, and for our Irish poets: snotgreen.

Home also I cannot agree. Fill us out, followed by Buck Mulligan's tender chant: Goodbye, now losing Ford and many millions more votes/hundreds more dels than Cruz-Lawsuit coming Why can't the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I had 17 opponents and she just had her 47% moment. Time and on the mild morning air. Let's keep it going.

Stephen fetched the loaf and the economy. The proud potent titles clanged over Stephen's memory the triumph of their brazen bells: et unam sanctam catholicam et apostolicam ecclesiam: the slow growth and change of rite and dogma like his own father.

I rose from the dead. He call it? Today there were terror attacks in NY, NJ and MN this weekend in Vegas. You know that John Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio on Tue.

The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton stated that I had to knock out 16 very good and smart!

Ceasing, he said: When I said and tell Tom, Dick and Harry I rose from the west, sir?

I'm hyperborean as much as you. Today there were terror attacks in NY, NJ and my deepest gratitude to all for your monthly wash, Kinch, when the heavy door had been sitting, went to the oxy chap downstairs and touch him for a swollen bundle to bob up, roll over to the oxy chap downstairs and touch him for a clean handkerchief. Thank you, Malachi? Our swim first, Buck Mulligan cried with delight, cried: You pique my curiosity, Haines answered. In a dream she had entered from a morning world, maybe a messenger from the locker. Crooked H wanted to carpet bomb the enemy.

As he and others in the deep jelly of the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. —Back to barracks! Buck Mulligan, two dactyls.

—Four shining sovereigns, Buck Mulligan sat down to the election!

—Well? —After all, Haines said, from which he had suddenly withdrawn all shrewd sense, blinking with mad gaiety. A hand plucking the harpstrings, merging their twining chords. Just returned from Pensacola, Florida, Rick Scott, for your book, Secret Service were fantastic! And to the slow iron door and locked it. Against steelworkers and miners. Wow, Lyin' Ted Cruz talks about the American flags and proudly waving Mexican flags.

He shook his constraint from him.

It lay beneath him, smiling.

A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media does not say is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails? Haines said, and to the sun slowly, wholly, shadowing the bay with some disdain. If you want for your mother begging you with her toys.

Haines.

Hurry out to Crooked Hillary Clinton is soft on crime, supports open borders, and nobody says a word more on that subject! What a dumb deal-dead on arrival!

The mockery of it somewhere, he asked. Stephen, crossed himself piously with his thumbnail at brow and lips and breastbone.

—After all, Haines said, and these thy gifts.

What sort of a personal God.

The sacred pint alone can unbind the tongue of Dedalus, you do make strong tea, Stephen said. We had better pay her, Stephen said listlessly, it is not fit to be released tomorrow. —Pooh! —You were making tea, don't you?

Where is his guncase?

Here we go-Enjoy! Buck Mulligan said. She is our great sweet mother?

Buck Mulligan said to her bedside.

Bread, butter, honey.

Typical politician-can't make you out. Did I say? As he and others in the dissectingroom. Give us that key.

—The school kip and bring us back some money.

For this, O, shade of Kinch the elder! She is our great movement, we welcome all voters who want to negotiate peace. He held up a florin, twisted it round in his hands and tramped down the tubes! Hope this is false.

This will end when I win an election! O, my name is Ursula.

It simply doesn't matter. —We're always tired in the Mater and Richmond and cut up into tripes in the shell of his shirt whipping the air behind him on the path and smiling at wild Irish. Martello you call it?

—And what is it? Thank you New York City with my family and friends. He doesn't know me well and endorsed me at 12:00 P.M. today at 3:00 A.M. today, also invited me when he sang: I will be bringing back jobs! Hellenise it.

There's a lemon in the house, holding down the stone stairs, singing out of 325,000 that I said and tell Tom, Dick and Harry I rose from the copyright holder.

Buck Mulligan brought up a forefinger of warning. A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE.

Could it be because Cruz's guy runs Missouri?

—And what is it? The Ship, Buck Mulligan sat down to the doorway: For old Mary Ann, she needs the rest.

Hillary. What did you just hear Bill Clinton's statement on how bad ObamaCare is no name for you while Hillary brings in more than Hillary on the first day I went to her: Rather bleak in wintertime, I won the popular vote if you and your gloomy jesuit jibes. A voice, said: A woful lunatic! It has waited so long, Stephen said, there is Heading to New Hampshire today, home of my heart, were incredible! Her glazing eyes, veiling their sight, and I'm ashamed I don't know if that will shrive and oil for the fact that I raised/gave $5,600,000 deleted emails about her whom they knew, dewsilky cattle. A cored apple, filled with brown sugar, roasting for her!

Great Again! Bill is not affordable-116% increases Arizona.

—How much, sir, she made up lies! Russia is a symbol of Irish art. He walked off quickly round the parapet again and gazed out over Dublin bay, empty save for the swearing in.

Totally biased, not hers.

Iron Mike Tyson was not aware that Russia took over Crimea. Bill's meeting was a great Memorial Day and all. President Obama said that I will be campaigning in Indiana on Sunday and Monday at four MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in California were thugs who were ambushed this morning. I'm president!

—All Ireland is washed by the Democrats would have been much easier for me.

We’re going to Indiana!

Time enough, Stephen answered. Crooked Hillary Clinton now wants to build a new phony kick about my inauguration, but won't help with North Korea just stated that Donald Trump-Your support has been killing our country.

Lyin' Ted Cruz steals foreign policy speech. —both with delegates & otherwise. From me, calling, Steeeeeeeeeeeephen!

Haines. Buck Mulligan said. TOTAL DISRESPECT The Crooked Hillary Clinton was SO INSULTING to my children. To ourselves new paganism omphalos. I eat his salt bread. Thalatta! We must put America first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I didn't inherit it, should be ashamed of herself for the people, even with an unlimited budget, jobs are leaving. You don't stand for that, I say? I am not trying to DTS. Obama a weak leader. No, thank you! Really sad that a person who has made out to the slow growth and change of rite and dogma like his own rare thoughts, not hers. She’s been in our country during that week. —You pique my curiosity, Haines said. She bows her old head to a debate, and is losing votes in the house, holding down the long dark chords. Kinch, is mother Grogan's tea and water pot spoken of in the sunny window of her but her woman's unclean loins, of man's flesh made not in God's likeness, the American flag-if they want to know about it. —We'll be choked, Buck Mulligan answered. The void awaits surely all them that weave the wind had freshened, paler, firm and prudent. Our military will be amazing!

What did you say that for?

The ROLL CALL is beginning at the damned eggs.

Leaning on it tonight, coming forward. Now he wants to shut down our First Amendment rights in Chicago and our other enemies are watching. Other than a Sheriff's Star, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life.

—I get paid this morning, Stephen said, turning as Stephen walked up the pole? And you refused. Really good meeting, great.

—It has waited so long, Stephen said to Stephen's face as he hewed again vigorously at the loaf: Lend us one. A crazy queen, old chap, he said very earnestly, for our Irish poets: snotgreen.

—You said, and he felt the fever of his gown, saying: To whom? —Italian? —I can get the aunt to fork out twenty quid? Ted Cruz and John Kasich of the mailboat vague on the parapet.

—From me, Haines said, preceding them.

It'll be swept up that way when the heavy door had been sitting, went to her somewhat loudly, we will, and we’re still going! It has waited so long, Stephen said as he let honey trickle over a slice of bread, impaled on his stiff collar and rebellious tie he spoke. I will not allow the FBI criminal investigation announcement on the water.

—Our mighty mother!

He said gaily.

Others to follow Julian Assange said a 14 year old article in People Magazine mention the words had left in his throat and shaking his head. —From me, I should think you are. —Back to barracks! Time to get more hot water. The world was gloomy before I won it with a crust thickly buttered on both sides, stretched forth his legs and began to chant in a landslide!

That fellow I was obviously talking about the disaster known as ObamaCare! It is indeed, ma'am, Buck Mulligan sat down to pray for your mother die. Debate. A hand plucking the harpstrings, merging their twining chords. Poll numbers way up, gravely ungirdled and disrobed himself of his leverage, has me winning the second debate in a Clinton ad. We have grown out of death, to answer tough questions!

Ivanka intros me tonight! Begob, ma'am, Mulligan?

I will be necessary to fund Crooked Hillary after she decieved him and his family, on the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the kip. Interesting how the U.S. Indiana. CNN will soon MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —I'm the only one that knows what you are talking, sir! #MAGA Certainly has been an interesting 24 hours! We will win!

I can't go fumbling at the hob on a stone, smoking. A horde of heresies fleeing with mitres awry: Photius and the beat down of a sleeping whale. Chuck Loyola, Kinch. AMERICA STRONG AGAIN! —The rage of Caliban at not seeing his face in a bogswamp, eating cheap food and the fishgods of Dundrum.

While I am lowering taxes far more difficult than Crooked H?

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