#blob ghost supreme

[dragonsdomain]

Blob Ghost Supreme chapter 1

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Sam and Tucker sat in the Fentons' front room waiting for Danny to finally get home from whatever was going on.

Tucker tapped away on his phone.

"Has Danny texted?" Sam asked.

"Nope. Nothing.” Tucker sighed. “What's been keeping him so busy lately?"

Sam rolled her eyes. "Maybe he's off flirting with Paulina or Valerie."

Tucker chuckled. "Yeah right. He wouldn't have the guts for that."

Sam slumped against the couch.

"What if he got kidnapped by a ghost or something?" Tucker asked.

Sam shrugged. "Or he could just be late. Again. It wouldn't be any use worrying over nothing. He's probably just being irresponsible."

Tucker clicked back to his text messages again. Still nothing.

Suddenly a green light zipped into the room, and Sam and Tucker both jumped. The creature froze upon seeing the two of them, and all three just stared at each other for several seconds.

Tucker's jaw was hanging open. "Sam. Sam, that's the blob ghost. The one! The— the one that fights off the other ghosts!"

Sam stared, dumbfounded. "Man. It really is adorable."

The ghost bolted for the staircase down to the basement.

Sam scrambled off of the couch, grabbed their half-empty snack bowl, and dashed after it. "Come on!"

Tucker rushed after her. "What are we doing?!"

"Catching it!" Sam called back.

"Why?!"

"'Cause it's cool! I have questions!" Sam bounded down the staircase just as the tiny ghost zipped through the swirling portal to the Ghost Zone. She cursed, tossed the bowl aside, and grabbed a Fenton Thermos off of a cluttered desk. She then yanked open the door to the Spectre Speeder and hopped into the driver's seat.

"Are we sure we want to be taking the Fentons' flying ghost car without permission?" Tucker asked, even as he climbed into the passenger seat and clipped on his seatbelt (not sponsored).

"Like they could be mad if we came back with the most interesting ghost ever!" Sam started pressing buttons until the Speeder jerked, then whipped toward the portal.

Tucker yelped and slammed his door closed just before the vehicle was enveloped by green light.

...

Did blob ghosts blush? Danny hoped not. He was horribly embarrassed for two reasons, the first being that he'd forgotten about promising to meet up with his friends on the same day as the Ghost King tournament and inadvertently stood them up. The second was that they'd now seen his tiny, pathetic form directly, and Sam had called him adorable to his face.

At least he could be grateful they still didn't know it was him.

Danny floated off through the ghost zone, following the slight tug on his core. He hadn't noticed it until Frostbite mentioned it, but now that he knew to look for it, it felt plain as day. He flew past a shoal of blob ghosts who chirped at him in greeting, and he gave a bubbly growl back at them. He may be a blob ghost, but he didn't want to be associated with all those normal weak ones.

What could he do to let people know how intimidating he was? Could he turn around and fire an ecto-laser from his mouth like a rocket booster? ...No, that'd look stupid. Forget it.

Danny plucked a ghost apple off of a tree he passed and chomped it down with as gruesome of an expression as he could muster. Yes, listen, anyone watching, know that could totally be your head. Wait, that sounded gross. Danny wouldn't eat your head, but so too would your head be crushed! Yeah!

...What was he doing? Trying to intimidate people in his mind? Time to get this over with.

A beam of light flashed just to Danny's right, and he gave a startled, unflattering squeak. He bolted to the side, then swiftly pivoted towards the source of the light.

The Specter Speeder. With... Sam and Tucker inside. Danny grimaced. Great, they were chasing him. This was his karma for ditching them, wasn't it?

Danny picked up his speed, zigzagging away from Sam and Tucker. They pursued, but Danny could turn more quickly than the Speeder could. Danny darted down into a belt of floating islands, weaving between the chunks of land and branches of ghostly trees. A couple more beams from the Fenton Thermos struck obstacles behind him, indicating that Danny hadn't yet left his human friends behind.

Danny pushed his speed even further, zipping out of the belt to the left. A glance back showed him that the Speeder hadn't followed him into the belt. Sam, who was at the wheel, had just been shooting him from outside it. Of course.

Pivoting, Danny rushed straight towards the Speeder. He saw Tucker flinch back, Sam snatching the Thermos from him and pointing it at Danny as he drew close. Danny dodged down again, inhaled (he tried not to think about how his body was inflating like a balloon), and let loose a blast of ice. The ice enveloped the front of the Speeder, even tipping it dangerously upwards. Danny winced for a second, trying to remember if he'd seen his friends wearing seatbelts (not sponsored), then quickly swung around the back of the Speeder and used more ice to clog the Speeder's boosters. That wouldn't last long if it were to be started up again, but it'd at least give Danny enough time to get away.

He swung down, flying quickly off again towards the tug on his core. He had a tournament to get to.

...

The colosseum was deep down in the ghost zone, on a large, flat surface which Danny had first assumed was the dimension's floor (though he would soon enough be informed that it was only a massive slab of stone). Even from a distance, a cloud of ghosts was visible surrounding and churning towards the colosseum, and Danny felt an involuntary bubble of nervousness. It was a tournament for who was going to be the new ghost king. There were probably a lot of contestants.

He shook off his apprehension. That was what he was counting on! Danny was here to prove himself; the more ghosts that saw him do it, and the more powerful the opponents he defeated, the better. He was sick and tired of everyone thinking they could push him around just because he was a blob ghost. Today was the day he'd show them all how wrong they were.

Danny rushed down towards the entrance, shoving through a couple more shoals of blob ghosts and a small crowd of humanoid ghosts all vying for entry. Walker's goons were guarding the entrance, along with an Observant.

Danny tried to slip through the archway, but a ghostly cop barred his way with a rod. He cleared his throat disdainfully, and Danny in turn shot him a murderous glare.

The Observant glanced over towards the two of them and gave a long-suffering sigh. "Let that one in. It's the blob ghost rumored to have fought Pariah."

The cop gaped back at the Observant. "You can't be serious. You actually believe that crazy rumor?"

The Observant flipped absently through some papers. "Do you really want to find out how powerful it is right now?"

The cop scowled, then reluctantly moved his rod. Danny smiled smugly at him as he swept forward into the entrance hallways surrounding the arena.

He floated down the hall, wondering where he was supposed to be. Thankfully, no one else was trying to stop him, but various tough-looking ghosts kept firing dubious glances his way. He heard one whisper to his girlfriend about who had let him in. He scowled. Reflexively he was grateful that at least no one was picking fights with him yet, but then he reminded himself that he wanted to pick fights. If anybody stood up to him, that'd be his chance to show them what was what.

One of Walker's goons spotted him hovering uncertainly in the middle of the hall (oops, he should have made it look like he totally knew what he was doing. Drat). He floated over to him.

"This isn't the entrance for spectators. You're supposed to be on the second floor or higher."

Danny glared, hesitating. How could he communicate to this man how wrong he was? Would he have to talk? Danny tried rolling his eyes and floating on past the man.

"Hey now," the man said, grabbing Danny unceremoniously. Oh, it was on.

Danny unhinged his jaw and swallowed the ghost's hand whole before charging a ghostly laser in his mouth. The cop screamed and frantically shook Danny off.

Danny regained his balance in the air and glared at the man challengingly.

He nursed his hand and glared back. "What's with the attitude?!"

Danny cringed internally. Fine. He had to. "I'm a contestant!" he declared as angrily as he could, but it was no use. His voice was high-pitched and squeaky and adorable. His face felt hot, and he resisted the urge to curl in on himself in shame.

The cop's face dissolved into a smile as he barely contained laughter. Danny fumed. "Ye sure, little guy? I dunno if you want to be involved in something like this. It's the ghost king tournament, you know. The strongest ghosts around'll be competing. You could get hurt."

Danny shook with rage. "'You could get hurt'," he mimicked in a singsong voice, then immediately felt more embarrassed for how childish that sounded. What was he doing? How was he supposed to get this man to take him seriously?

Danny decided he was done messing around. He sped off down the hall to where he found a desk occupied by a bored-looking Observant. There was a stack of application forms in front of him, so Danny yanked one out and faceplanted on it in lieu of a signature. The Observant gave an undignified shriek of surprise as Danny zipped off again.

Firing down the hall like a homing missile helped Danny pretty quickly find where he was probably supposed to be. He found a collection of ghosts gathered in a large room around the back being generally rowdy and hostile, like a bunch of feral cats locked in a room together. Danny flew in through the central archway and asserted his presence by floating there silently, trying to will the ghosts to respect him through force of mind.

Finally the biker ghost he'd beat up once — Jimmy 15? — spotted him in the doorway and smirked. That was not the reaction Danny had been looking for, thank you very much. Danny's glare intensified. 

Jimmy pitched his cigarette at Danny.

Danny shot a fine laser at it, vaporizing it in midair.

Jimmy blinked.

Danny glared harder, and finally Jimmy realized it would be a better idea to look anywhere else in the room than at him.

Danny started slowly moving through the room, trying to exude the same energy as a dark, muscular man with a large gun walking into a bar. It was pretty difficult to do as a sentient water balloon. No, Danny didn't manage it, but he probably got closer than any other sentient water balloon ever had, so good for him, really.

Eventually, after receiving no attention, Danny decided to sit as menacingly as possible in the center of the fireplace mantle. He occupied himself by scanning the room for any more menacing place to sit. Now all he had to do was wait until the pre-round of the ghost king tournament started, and he'd finally be able to show all these people who they were dealing with.

...

"Wow! That was awesome!" Tucker said from the passenger seat of the frozen-over Specter Speeder.

Sam slumped down in her seat. "I can't believe we blew that. We were so close! We almost got him a couple of times!"

Tucker flipped on the heater and defroster. "Eh, would've been anticlimactic if we'd gotten him right away."

Sam gave some wordless grumble and started pressing buttons and flipping switches.

Tucker watched her. "You're just gonna..."

"Yep," Sam responded. "We're getting back out there."

The Speeder suddenly tipped downwards. Sam and Tucker yelped and were only saved from whacking their heads on the dashboard by their seatbelts (not sponsored). Sam slapped back the switch she'd just flipped and the car righted itself. She went right back to pressing buttons.

Tucker gulped and turned the heater up.

Finally something exploded, and Sam and Tucker both screamed, but they were fine. The vehicle had somehow exploded only outwards, expelling shards of ice out into the green atmosphere.  The shards pierced a couple blob ghosts who cried out dramatically, but were completely fine after eating the ice.

Tucker turned off the defroster. "Okay, then."

Sam sat there dazed for a second, then shook herself out of it and said, "Finally! Let's go!" She floored the accelerator, and the Speeder jerked forward with enough force to send Sam and Tucker both slamming back into their seats.

Tucker, eyes watering against the whipping ghost winds, reached forward and pressed the button to roll the windows up.

As soon as the windows were closed and Tucker could hear himself think, he said, "Sam, where are we going?"

She slammed on the breaks. "Oh. Ah." She coughed, then started scanning their surroundings. She perked up. "Hey, there are a lot of ghosts headed in the same direction, aren't there?"

There were. Shoals of blob ghosts were all drifting lazily forward and downwards, close to the same direction the phantom blob had been heading before they lost him. "Huh!"

"Great. Here we go!" Sam slammed on the accelerator again, making Tucker wonder whether she was a bad driver or if the Fentons' vehicles were just wired to start and stop with extreme abruptness.

They powered on, following the trail of ghosts. The flow continued, other ghosts converging in from other directions too, so it seemed that Sam had been right. There was something going on that lots of ghosts were headed towards. Before long, they'd arrived at what seemed to be the destination.

"Woah-ho-ho!" Tucker gasped as the colosseum came into sight. The river of ghosts they'd been following were busy crowding into the audience seats.

A couple of ghost cops sped over to Tucker and Sam as they tried to drive up towards the stadium. "You two are humans, aren't you? What gives you the right to bring in all this debris from the living world?"

Sam and Tucker glanced at each other blankly for a second. Then Tucker gave her a wild grin that hopefully portrayed the correct message of I'm about to try something crazy, play along. Tucker turned back towards the ghost cop. "We're ambassadors, actually, so we have diplomatic license. You don't recognize us?"

The ghost raised his eyebrow. "The humans sent two children as ambassadors."

"Excuse me?" Sam chimed in, drawing herself up to full regal height. "You really don't know who we are, do you? The ghost authorities are really slacking with their training, aren't they? In the past we've at least been able to count on security to have basic information." She rolled her eyes at Tucker, and he shook his head disdainfully.

"What are you talking about? There's never been any kind of truce between the humans and ghosts." The cop's eyes narrowed. "Do I have to escort you off the premises?"

Tucker gulped, but he kept his expression stern. "Look, if you need to confirm our identities, you can check with your boss or other immediate superiors. They'll know what's going on. Now please, we have important responsibilities to attend to. We can't be late for this."

The ghost scrutinized them for a second, then he pointed a finger. "I'll be back. Don't move."

"Make it snappy," Sam said, waving a hand in a shooing motion.

The ghost cop flew off.

Tucker jerked forward. "Okay. Now we've probably got, like, two minutes before that guy comes back with confirmation that we're definitely not supposed to be here. We gotta hide the Speeder, then get in here somehow disguised as ghosts so he doesn't recognize us."

"Good quick thinking back there," Sam said, giving him a grin. "Love rebelling against authorities with the besties."

Tucker chuckled. "To each their own."

Sam pivoted the Speeder and pulled it behind a nearby outcropping of ghost rock.

"Is this really going to fool the ghost police?" Tucker asked dubiously.

Sam put the vehicle in park and pulled off her backpack. "I think our biggest concern should be how we're going to trick them into thinking we're ghosts."

Tucker peered into her backpack. "You don't happen to have a pair of sheets in there, do you?"

Sam snorted, continuing to rifle through the bag. "I was more hoping for something like green makeup. I don't think I brought any though..."

"Aww," Tucker pouted. "So then now what? Do we call it quits?"

"No!" Sam glared at him. "We've come so far already! There's something crazy going on over here! We can't turn back now!"

Tucker put his hands up placatingly. "Sheesh, okay. Then what's our plan B? Or C. Whatever letter we're on by now."

"We'll think of something..." Sam said. She scanned her gaze over the Speeder. Her eyes lighted on the ectoplasmic energy core, and her mouth pulled into a grin.

"Why are you looking at the ectoplasm core, Sam?" Tucker asked, hoping he was misreading the situation.

Sam climbed back to it and popped the glass container out of its socket.

"Sam."

"I mean, if anything's going to convince them we're ghosts..." Sam fiddled with the lid to the tank of ectoplasm.

Tucker scrambled over to her and slapped her hand away. "We're not going to paint ourselves with toxic alien sauce!"

Sam pulled the tank away from him. "I thought we agreed the Fentons aren't right about everything?"

Tucker threw up his hands. "But they're right about some things!"

"There you are!" Came a voice from outside the vehicle, and Sam and Tucker froze.

The same cop ghost from earlier was hovering next to the Speeder, looking rather annoyed. "Why were you trying to sneak off?"

Tucker spluttered. "Oh, we weren't— no, we were just parking the Speeder out of the way! Just getting out of your hair!"

The ghost had no visible hair. He squinted at them, then sighed. "Well, apparently you're welcome at the tournament. The Observants' weird boss says you're the future ghost king's friends or something, so I guess you can come back." He muttered something under his breath about clocks and favoritism, starting to float away.

"Wait, can you give us a lift? We can't fly." Tucker asked, and Sam smacked him in the arm for some reason. He later found out it was because she'd wanted to take advantage of the apparent favoritism to park the Speeder closer so they could have an escape route whenever they wanted. That would've been smart. Oh well.

The ghost sighed long-sufferingly then floated back and pulled them out of the car, floating over back towards the stadium.

"It's good I got the news soon enough. The pre-qualification fights are about to start, and I might've gotten in trouble if I'd kept you out of that."

"What did we say?" Sam said, pulling on a scoff.

"You can drop the act. I know you were lying before," the ghost grumbled.

"Oh." Sam blushed.

The colosseum was in an uproar. The officer deposited Sam and Tucker near the top of the rows of seats, one of the only places where there were empty seats left. Sam and Tucker both had to stand up atop their seats to see past the large excited ghosts in front of them to see what was going on.

Sam tapped the shoulder of a pumpkin-headed ghost in front of them. "Hey!" she had to yell to be heard above the cheering. "Do you know what's going on?"

"It's the ghost king tournament!" the ghost yelled back. "The event of the century! Someone took down Pariah Dark so we're having a tournament to choose the new king of the ghost zone!" He paused, suddenly comprehending. "Are you two humans?"

"We have permission to be here," Tucker chimed in defensively.

"Okay!" the pumpkin ghost yelled back. "Have fun!" He turned back towards the arena and continued cheering.

"Can you see what's going on?" Sam asked Tucker, standing on her tiptoes.

"It looks like ghosts are starting to come out? No, wait--" He cringed. "Let's go to the bottom of the stairs. There won't be seats, but at least we'll be able to see."

Sam grabbed Tucker's hand and pulled him quickly over to the staircase and down to the bottom almost too fast for Tucker to keep from tripping. Cheers bellowed on and off from every side. Enough ghosts struggled to contain their excitement that the air was starting to fill with spirited spectators and guests who continued to arrive long after the seats were filled.

Sam and Tucker managed to squeeze down to the foot of the stairs, gaining a clear view of the arena. They were just in time; only a second later a firework went off and the ghosts in the arena launched into battle.

"Is that Ember?" Tucker asked.

"Kitty!" Sam cried, pointing.

Tucker recoiled as ectoplasm started to spray. "Ooh..." he cringed backwards, holding his stomach.

Sam put a steady arm around his shoulders. "Don't worry about watching. I can give you a recap later." She gasped. "Tucker look! Or-- oh."

Tucker was already looking, whether voluntarily or by reflex. And what he saw was indeed a spectacle. In the center of the arena was the very blob ghost they'd chased into the ghost zone. Well, Tucker could only assume it was the same blob ghost based on its size and the fact that it was suddenly dominating the competition. He started by pinwheeling a laser in an arc that sent each of his competitors launching backwards to strike against the stone and barred walls of the arena. He then swept a beam of ice in a circle, freezing the greater part of his competitors solidly against the walls.

"Wow," Tucker breathed. "Maybe it's not such a good idea to mess around with that ghost..."

"Mm, or all the more reason to do so?" Sam suggested.

Tucker shivered. "I think we got lucky."

A small handful of ghosts had managed to dodge the attack upwards, and one or two large ones broke out of the ice through brute force. The phantom blob rocketed towards a dragon, causing it to double over in pain. The blob bit its tail and somehow lifted it up, into the air, then spun in a circle again to gain enough momentum to launch it upwards towards the ghosts that'd escaped his ice. The dragon slammed into them all, taking another group of ghosts out of the arena.

Tucker gestured towards the display, giving Sam a pointed look.

Sam squirmed. "Yeah, okay, maybe more preparation would've been better."

Out of the ice burst a tornado creature, shaking loose a genie-looking ghost next to him, who took one look at the floating sphere of terror in the arena's center and bailed out on her own. The tornado fired a pair of lightning bolts at the phantom blob, who summoned a ghost shield that blocked it easily.

"How many powers does it have?" Tucker whispered. He really hoped things didn't get bloody again. The blood being green and glowy didn’t really help. He wasn't sure he'd be able to tear his gaze away a second time.

The blob aimed an ectoblast at the tornado creature's head, which it blocked with an armored hand. Next, the blob started splitting into multiple versions of itself and firing at the tornado from multiple directions, which quickly caused it to shrink into a sizzling heap on the ground.

Ghosts to Sam and Tucker's left and right started to murmur in awe. And Tucker found himself feeling the same.

The last foe left was a mass of thorny vines cowering on the ground of the arena. The blob quickly subdued it with several ferocious beams of ice followed with slams of ectoblasts that left it shattered and thoroughly pruned.

The colosseum held its breath. The phantom blob coalesced into one again, then slowly scanned the arena around it, almost seeming to dare any ghost who was left to challenge him.

No one came forward.

A tall ghost seated in a booth near the top of the arena stood up. The audience remained hushed as the being's singular eye, which floated in place of a head, gazed down upon the arena.

It spoke. "We have our first ghost who has won the right to compete in the Ghost King Tournament! The Phantom!"

The audience erupted into an excited, confused, and enraged roar.

Chapter 2

[justaphantomhuman]

ECTO-IMPLOSION 2023 ART!!

Danny: Blob Ghost Supreme

au where danny straight up turns into a blob ghost every time he transforms.

he fights by being adorable... or does he... find out from @dragonsdomain's fic!!

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The Super Supreme Whipped Cream Bakery is now adding Appley Blobby Pies to its menu, now with 20% more pureed blob ghost!

The Super Supreme Whipped Cream Bakery is now being shut down for health code violations

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(I bought my brother the 20 mil X X hoodie he will not give it to me) 

24 mil coin

25 mil hoodie 

Lime Green 27 mil hoodie

30 mil hoodie

Knee high smile socks 

Lots of bracelets 

One of the pinstripe lanyards 

The Dream zzz tote bag (lost this at a hotel L)

zzz blanket (love this so fucking much)

Dream PJ pants (wear these so often more than hoodies even esp now in summer)

Bleach Hoodie 

Smile Blob Plush

Rainbow Cat Beanie (yet to arrive) 

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GNF supreme rip off pride hoodie

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9 Mil hoodie

2022 Ηalloween Hoodie 

Sapnap: 

4 mil hoodie 

Squidcraft Winners sweater 

Dteam: 

Glow in the Dark Ghost hoodie (I have never worn this I will probably donate it)

Low Key pride t shirt

3 kings playing cards

3 kings beanie

3 plush keyring set (yet to arrive) 

Tommy: 

Baseball Red Hoodie 

Quote Book

Techno: 

GG Gamers Hoodie 

Dream x Techno Hoodie 

Dream x Techno Coin

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Puppet Master 362 Chimera 363 Count Nefaria 364 Stick 365 Hellion 366 Agent May 367 Mister Hyde 368 Spot 369 Cobra 370 Doop 371 Lyja 372 Wrecker 373 Stargod/Man-Wolf 374 Stilt-Man 375 Machinesmith 376 Spider-Bitch 377 Madame Web 378 Corsair & Sikorsky 379 Thor (Groot) 380 Balder 381 Random 382 Power Man (Alvarez) 383 Starhawk 384 Sun-Girl (Selah Burke) 385 Arcanna 386 Scream 387 Kree Sentry 388 Agent Phil Coulson 389 Thunderstrike (Kevin) 390 Talos 391 Carmilla Black 392 Uatu 393 Jennifer Kale 394 Warwolf 395 Enigma (Aikku Jokinen, AKA Pod) 396 Belasco 397 Swordsman 398 Trevor Fitzroy 399 Dazzler Thor 400 Hepzibah 401 Atlas 402 Ogun 403 Yellowjacket (DeMara) 404 Hala the Accuser 405 Entropy 406 War Machine (Infinity War) 407 Animax 408 Captain Universe 409 Whizzer 410 Hogun the Grim 411 Cottonmouth (Clemens) 412 Blizzard 413 Storm (Queen of Wakanda) 414 Silhouette 415 Immortus 416 Beast (Hex-Men) 417 Solo 418 White Rabbit 419 Aurora 420 Equinox 421 Hellcow 422 Owl 423 Arsenic & Old Lace 424 Beetle mk iii 425 Valeria (Age of Conan) 426 Trapster 427 Throg 428 Mimic 429 Hulkling 430 Iron Lad 431 Angel (Black Vortex) 432 Marionette 433 Phastos 434 Hobgoblin 2099 435 Razor Fist 436 Asp 437 Baymax 438 Captain America (Peggy Carter) 439 Sp//dr 440 Tarantula (Kaine) 441 Silver Scorpion (Barstow) 442 Midnight Angels of Wakanda 443 Demolition Man 444 White Wolf (Hunter) 445 Synapse 446 Kingo 447 Grey Gargoyle 448 Gilgamesh the Forgotten One 449 Justice 450 Atlas Bear 451 Iron Fist (Orson Randall) 452 Victorious 453 Lincoln Campbell 454 Luna Snow 455 Zadkiel 456 Crystar 457 Husk 458 Gravity 459 Kaecilius 460 Marrina 461 Ghost Rider (Circle of Four) 462 Nighthawk Supremeverse 463 Fixer 464 Cardiac 465 Capwolf 466 Kull the Conqueror of Atlantis 467 Noh-Varr 468 Korath the Pursuer 469 Miss America (Joyce) 470 Blackjack O'Hare 471 Bi-Beast 472 Vance Astro 473 Bushmaster (Quincy) 474 Krugarr 475 Poundcakes 476 Yo-Yo 477 American Son 478 Mister M 479 Cottonmouth (Stokes) 480 Manphibian 481 Infamous Iron Man 482 Paibok the Power-Skrull 483 Shatter 484 Daredevil Shadowland 485 Nakia 486 Garrison Kane 487 Makkari 488 Elloe 489 Northstar 490 Spiderling 491 She-Hulk (Lyra) 492 Proteus 493 Grey Hulk 494 Doorman 495 Toro 496 Nuke 497 Acroyear 498 Blonde Phantom 499 Drax MCU 500 Orrgo 501 Marvel Girl NPC 502 Fandral the Dashing 503 Spider-Girl 504 Ms. Thing 505 Captain America 2099 506 Veranke 507 Haechi 508 Mulholland Black 509 Mighty Destroyer 510 Eclipse 511 Powell McTeague 512 Druig 513 Copycat 514 Terror 515 Ahab 516 God-Emperor Doom 517 Doombot (V Series) 518 Sword Master 519 Cyclone 520 Black Mariah 521 Zenzi 522 Thor: Herald of Thunder 523 3-D Man 524 Hulk Endgame 525 Tetu 526 Doctor Octopus (Liv Octavius) 527 Margali 528 Molly Hayes 529 Sinara 530 Aldrich Killian 531 Goldballs 532 Mindless Ones 533 Nikki Gold 534 Foolkiller 535 Darkwing Duck 536 Thunderstrike (Eric) 537 She-Thing (Ventura) 538 Killmonger (Emperor Symbiote) 539 Iron Duck 540 Ms. Marvel II 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Krenko’s Guide to Pokemon: Grimer Line

Every RPG has slimes. Pokemon is no exception. DESIGN:  They’re slimes. Grimer and Muk are just blobs of purple goo with eyes, and you know what? That’s okay. They have some distinctions- Grimer’s upright and looks cheerier while Muk’s more fluid and more terrifying. Grimer has wide eyes and Muk has narrow ones, but mostly Muk is just big Grimer, but when you’re making a mostly amorphous sludge pile, that’s how you do it. It also has a lot in common with the classic ‘mud man’ enemy type.

There’s nothing overly novel about Grimer and Muk compared to other slime monsters in other stories, but this cements them as really feeling like “the” poison-type Pokemon.  Sure, there’s lots of Poison types, but none of them feel as innately toxic and disgusting as Grimer and Muk.

Meanwhile, Alolan Grimer and Muk ARE something special.

Based less on generic toxic sludge and more specifically on oil slicks, Alolan Grimer and Muk add color. It’s just a bit for grimer, though I do love the way the little crystals give him silly looking teeth, but then Alolan Muk is clearly doing that oil-on-water color thing. Further, it’s got toxic crystals which while I don’t quite ‘get’ as far as why they’re there, they look cool and definitely make it a lot more menacing. Alolan Muk is one of the best Alolan forms for design, in that not only is it super cool but it only makes sense as a Pokemon because we’re so used to regular Muk.  If Muk is the slime in every RPG, Alolan Muk is the alternate version of the slime that appears late game to take advantage of the fact that you think it’s just a slime. EVOLUTIONS:  Both forms of Grimer are late bloomers, not evolving to Muk until level 38, which is honestly awful for their stats. Grimer’s on-par with a Starter Pokemon, but Muk’s weaker than a fully-evolved Starter even though it comes later. I understand the starters are supposed to have a bit of an edge for gameplay, but still. Grimer should evolve somewhere closer to 32, or Muk should be a bit heftier.

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TYPING: Kantonian Muk is pure poison, which is a great defensive type but a poor offensive one. Poison resists five types and is weak to two, but by the same note, it’s only super effective against two, is resisted by four, and steel’s immune. Adding Dark to the mix on Alolan Muk is major upgrade. Offensively, it’s two more types to hit, with no type resisting both Dark and Poison, and defensively Poison and Dark cover most of each other’s weaknesses. Alolan Muk is only weak to Ground, is immune to psychic, and is still resistant to Poison, Ghost, Grass, and Dark. STATS: Muk’s stats are mostly good all around. It’s only real weakness is a low speed, but it’s 105 HP makes up for its slightly-below-average defense, and combines well with a 100 special defense. 105 Attack is also pretty hefty. Muk’s special attack is garbage, but who cares? It just means Muk won’t use special attacks. Both forms of Muk have the same stats.

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ABILITIES: Both forms of Muk have access to Poison Touch, which adds a 30% chance to poison the target on all contact moves. As Muk is a physical attacker, this means ‘basically all your attacks.’ It also stacks with attacks that already have a chance to poison by giving a second chance, so using Poison Jab with Poison Touch gives a 30% chance to poison twice, which brings it to about a 50% chance. This is an all around good ability as long as you’re swinging.

Kantonian Muk can get Stench, which gives a small chance to Flinch the opponent on every hit. The problem is, Flinching only works if you go first, and Muk is at least 30% molasses by volume.

Kantonian Muk’s other option is Sticky Hold, which prevents it from losing its item to Thief, Knock Off, Bug Bite, or whatever.  Unless your strategy really demands it, there’s really no need for this over Poison Touch. Alolan Muk can get Gluttony to eat a berry early, which is fine for more HP. Alolan Muk has decent bulk, so landing in half rather than being one-shot is frequent, and a good berry is a decent heal on a Pokemon whose best stat is its HP. Alolan Muk’s unique ability, Power of Alchemy, only works in double battles. If your ally faints, Alolan Muk gains that ally’s ability if possible.  It’s weird, and it’s got one very specific use: Giving Alolan Muk Levitate. Ground is its only weakness, so if you can give it Levitate, it’s a lot safer. Of course, this generally involves exploding your own Weezing or something like that, but still.

Art by JoshuaDunlop MOVES: Poison Jab or Gunk Shot. They’re both good. Gunk Shot is stronger overall, but the low accuracy can easily leave you high and dry. Further, Gunk Shot is ranged, while Poison Jab makes contact, so if you’re using Poison Touch, the answer is always Poison Jab. With another ability, Gunk Shot is more reasonable. Kantonian Muk gets a bit of coverage in moves like Rock Slide and Brick Break, as well as the elemental punches. Though nothing is supremely special, Muk has good attack and just having a variety of types to hit with opens up opportunity, and the fact that they’ll mostly benefit from Poison Touch is an added bonus.

If you want to breed a Muk for it, Curse is a great setup move and will help Muk spam Poison Jab for even more damage.  Muk’s a physical attacker with garbage speed already, so it’s all gravy. To really go all-in, throw in Rest and Sleep Talk and your Muk isn’t going anywhere any time soon. Alolan Muk is also going to want a Dark attack in its lineup, and while Crunch has the most raw damage, the right answer’s generally going to be Knock Off to inhibit enemy strategies.

For additional strategy options, Muk can learn Shadow Sneak and Pursuit, and has the attack to make use of both.  Pursuit is especially notable on Alolan Muk because why would a Ghost type or especially a Psychic type want to stay in against that? It’s only weak to Ground. You gotta switch.  And when in doubt: Muk can learn Explosion and has enough Attack to make that sufficiently scary.

Shiny Alolan Muk by Dolcisprinkles OVERALL: Muk does pretty okay for itself, but Alolan Muk is honestly just better. There’s basically no reason to include Kantonian Muk on a team now that Alolan Muk exists.  Muk has solid stats, good coverage, and a great ability in Sticky Hold, and Alolan Muk just has all that stuff but better resistances and a second line of STAB.  Yes, the resistances are different and maybe you really want to throw Kantonian Muk in front of a Fighting type, but that’s a minor thing. I like Muk overall, and it’s a fine Pokemon with a cool design. Alolan Muk is a great Pokemon with a cooler design.  It’s disappointing to see Stench on a Pokemon that can’t make use of it, but my only real strong complaint about Muk is that it gets way too many special attacks. Just so many. I know the poison type is mostly special, but the only physical attacks Kantonian Muk learns via level-up are Pound and Gunk Shot. This makes it really hard to use in a normal playthrough.

I guess I’m going on a bit of a tangent here, but with Pokemon there’s two basic views of them: how they are in the RPG and how they are in high-end battles.  Here I mostly talked about Muk’s place in high-end battles, which is ‘decent,’ but its place in the RPG is actually really bad. Kantonian Grimer’s a really late bloomer for evolution, and it’s a physical attacker that starts with Pound and doesn’t get another physical attack (other than the basically useless Fling) until Gunk Shot at level 40 if you don’t use a TM.  While this is all fixed in Alolan Grimer (it learns many Dark type physical attacks, plus Poison Fang in the intermediate levels), it still puts Kantonian Grimer at a place where if you catch a wild Grimer and start to use it it’s just going to be awful. And it’s not. Grimer’s a good pokemon and a worthy addition to a team. But only if you throw TMs at it. Look, I’m not expecting every Pokemon - or even ANY Pokemon- to have its optimal moveset with no TMs, no Tutors, and no Egg Moves, but I do expect every Pokemon to have a STAB move of the higher of its attack stats before it evolves. Oh, and you know how Poison Touch is Muk’s best ability? Not only is it a hidden ability, but Pound is literally the only Contact move Muk gets via level-up.

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[lansizhuis]

If Wei Wuxian died in tgcf world he would have totally become a supreme and annoyed the hell out He Xuan and Hua Cheng

*aggressively ignores the call to write this bc do i really need another wip* BUT I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS BC ALL THE YES IN THE WORLD ISN’T ENOUGH

- okay WWX being the youngest calamity and i vote he’s gonna be a devastation/supreme as well (sorry QR you stay as a wrath there haha)- HX on the seas, HC on ghost city, and WWX on the mountains??? but he goes down very often to villages and he either 1) “helps” people; 2) plays with the kids; 3) tells stories - and basically him actually liking living human interaction- he’d call HX “fishy” and HC “red” bc when he first “met” them after he became a devastation, he saw HC as a red blob bc eyy it’s his aesthetic and now it’s stuck as a nickname and he saw HX’s bone fishes and it’s his absolute favorite- he’s called “the travelling calamity” bc well he travels a lot and sometimes when he feels he’s tired, he’d just slump on the water and start whining for HX’s waves to transport him or blab to the butterfly with him to tell his master to help him transport himself lol

- mixing MDZS is that WWX still died in the siege of burial mounds and everything before that in canon still happens as well BUT WWX barely remembers all the details- he meets the junior trio in mo village and decides it was interesting enough to help out bc he felt his soul getting tugged by something/someone there anyway (and yes that was MXY and yes MXY doesn’t die here and eyy WWX can take him under his wing haha)- HE MEETS LWJ AND JC and okay he honestly just wants that donkey and grab this depressed guy but now there’s memories floating around and okay he didn’t sign up for that uhh hello fishy?? red?? little help here??- WWX’S SPIRITUAL ARRAY CODE WILL BE A SHAMELESS THING I JUST KNOW IT and it stresses HX and HC out every time they have to say it- HX believes WWX is more insane than the lost souls in his territory- HC is teased all about his devotion for his dianxia- basically, HX and HC had to “babysit” this new calamity in order to maintain balance and jfc no one else is actually gonna do it and they have #REGRETS

[aion-rsa]

Avengers: Endgame - The History of Captain America's Climactic Moment

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Remember in Avengers: Endgame when Captain America picked up Thor's hammer? We sure do! Here are other times he did that!

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This article consists of nothing but massive Avengers: Endgame spoilers. You’ve been warned. We have a completely spoiler free review right here.

Ever since Thanos showed up in the mid-credits of the first Avengers movie, there was one scenario that most comic book fans knew was going to one day happen: Captain America was going to at one point lift Thor’s hammer Mjolnir and bash Thanos’ stupid face with it. Until Hela broke Mjolnir in Thor: Ragnarok. Then we all went, “Oh, never mind, I guess,” and thought about what could have been.

Well, time travel is funny like that. It gives you a mulligan. Avengers: Endgame gives us one of the most triumphant moments in superhero movie history, when Captain America is able to lift Thor's hammer, Mjolnir, and use it to beat the ever-lovin' crap out of Thanos for a few minutes. Not only can Captain America lift Thor's hammer, he's able to call down the lightning just as Thor would. It's a huge, cathartic, and historic moment in the history of the MCU, but it's something long familiar to Marvel Comics fans.

How Can Captain America Lift Thor's Hammer?

Simple: Steve Rogers is worthy. The inscription on Mjolnir reads "Whosoever holds this hammer, if they be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor." It doesn't matter how strong you are, if you aren't worthy, you can't lift Thor's hammer, no matter how hard you try. It's why Thor, at a low point in his life, is so relieved to find that he can still call and hold Mjolnir when he travels back to the events of Thor: The Dark World.

In Avengers: Age of Ultron, we got the slightest hint of what was to come when Cap was able to slightly budge the hammer when trying to pick it up. Thor's reaction shot there was priceless, and teases the moment in Endgame when Steve finally gets to call down the lightning. Of course, the big payoff in Age of Ultron was that Vision (not Cap) was able to wield it near the end of the movie as a way of proving his fidelity, but many of us knew that there was more to it, including Thor, who exclaims "I knew it!" when Cap gets his big moment with the hammer.

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There is comic book precedent to Cap picking up Mjolnir. While not the first non-Thor character to pull that off in Marvel canon (that would be the delightful Beta Ray Bill), he’s had a couple moments where he’s been able to prove his worthy worth and cracked some heads with the uru metal.

Here’s some American history with a mix of Asgardian shop class.

THE ORIGINAL

The Mighty Thor #390 (1988)

Around this time, Steve Rogers had lost the right to be Captain America and just fought crime as "The Captain." This meant dressing exactly as Captain America, but in a black costume with red and white stripes on the front. Thor stopped by Avengers HQ, saw this guy with head wings and a shield and went, “I never saw you before in my life! Who are you?!” Then he threw Mjolnir at him in mid-sentence before realizing that it had to be Steve Rogers because of how fast he could dodge the attack.

I swear, Thor must scream, “STRANGER DANGER!” whenever Jane Foster gets a haircut.

Cap later explained his whole status quo, as well as his current feud with Iron Man (that happens a lot). So the government considered him an enemy and he was at odds with Iron Man for ideological reasons. Same as it ever was. While Thor mused over all this, one of his villains, the god Seth, sent an army after him. Cap, of course, helped out his stupid, stupid friend.

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Thor dropped his hammer after being tackled by generic grunt Grog. Grog tried to lift Mjolnir, but couldn’t budge it. Instead, he started torturing Thor with a laser. Cap didn’t quite understand the whole “worthy” gimmick at the time and figured it was just really heavy. Even though Grog, a brick shithouse of a miniboss, couldn’t do it, Cap decided it was worth trying.

Wouldn’t you know it, The Captain picked it up and wiped the floor with the dogpiling goon squad. He tossed it back to Thor, who proceeded to finish off the bad guys.

Afterwards, Thor admitted that while he had no idea what was really going on with Steve and Tony’s current argument, he sided with Steve due to his ability to pick up the hammer. Cap nodded, rushed into a Quinjet, and flew off to go break Tony Stark's nose several times over.

2099 PROBLEMS

2099: Manifest Destiny (1998)

Even though it's been brought back a few times since, 2099 was one of Marvel's big fixtures in the 90s. It was how 90s comics felt the future would be like. The story was that the heroes had long gone missing and there were no surviving records of what happened. Either way, Thor was worshipped as a religious figure and many awaited his return.

When serial-pointer Miguel O'Hara got powers and became the new Spider-Man of the era, someone pointed out that he was the first of many who would take up the mantle of a long-forgotten hero. This would continue until the coming of Thor 2099, who would deliver them all. Sure enough, we got Ghost Rider 2099, Hulk 2099, Punisher 2099, X-Men 2099, etc. After a few years, the line of comics lost its luster and they wrote it off with this one-shot where they found Captain America's frozen body.

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As Steve got accustomed to this new world, Miguel gave him Donald Blake's walking stick. With a little reluctance, Steve accepted the gift and struck it to the ground, transforming it into Mjolnir and transforming himself into a gaudy Cap/Thor hybrid. He and Miguel started a new Avengers team, but on a space mission, things went haywire and it looked like Captain America was going to be knocked into deep space. His last act was to throw Mjolnir to Miguel, who caught the weapon and turned out to be just as worthy.

Yes, in a wonderful twist, Spider-Man 2099 wasn't just the herald of Thor 2099. He WAS Thor 2099!

With this power and the slow aging that came with it, Miguel turned the galaxy into a utopia. By the time he was done with his duty in 3099, they discovered Captain America's frozen body yet again. The poor guy just couldn't catch a break, but at least he got the hammer back.

THE HELLSCAPE OF APOCALYPSE

What If? Featuring X-Men: Age of Apocalypse (2007)

Age of Apocalypse was a pretty big deal in the '90s and the world it depicted was a nasty one. At least it had Magneto’s X-Men to make some kind of difference to offset Apocalypse’s evil. Naturally, Marvel’s What If series had a couple of takes on the big event. One had its continuity move forward and show how that Earth would have handled the coming of Galactus. One had Legion succeed in killing Magneto in the past, showing a world where Charles Xavier could better fight for a world where mutants were accepted.

Then there was this ridiculous one-shot where Rick Remender came up with the idea of Legion accidentally killing both Magneto and Xavier. The event had terrible repercussions, leading to governments to discover the existence of mutants earlier and going straight for the persecution. Apocalypse made his big appearance and the world got weirder than in normal Age of Apocalypse continuity. For one, Apocalypse’s army included a nest of Peter Parker clones connected by a big Venom symbiote blob.

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The resistance team included the likes of Nate Grey, Molecule Man, Wolverine, Colossus, Thing (with robot arm), Doctor Voodoo (introduced a year or so before Brother Voodoo was the Sorcerer Supreme in canon), Captain Britain in Mach I Iron Man armor, and the leader Captain America. With no real context given, he wielded Mjolnir throughout the story and constantly fought maskless.

The whole issue was mainly these Defenders jumping from one spot to another, facing different threats and gradually losing members. Towards the end, Nate Grey killed Apocalypse, stole his armor, killed Molecule Man, and opened up a portal to the past so they could prevent the deaths of Xavier and Magneto. Fearing that Grey would become a tyrant as bad as Apocalypse himself, Cap killed him via Mjolnir and allowed the portal to close.

He and Wolverine were the only survivors of the adventure.

WAR OF THE WORTHY

Fear Itself (2011)

Fear Itself was a Captain America/Thor crossover idea that Marvel decided to turn into a full-on event. It was...there. The tie-ins were better than the main plot, honestly.

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The Red Skull’s daughter Sin came across a mystical hammer that transformed her into the deity Skadi. She helped unleash forgotten Asgardian god The Serpent, who in turn created seven hammers that would possess and empower those worthy of unleashing fear. They were Hulk, Juggernaut, Thing, Titania, Absorbing Man, Grey Gargoyle, and Attuma. Then Nazis in mechs started swarming Washington DC and the whole thing was a big mess.

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Around this time, Bucky Barnes was Captain America and the story partly existed to have Bucky fake his death and move the Cap identity back to Steve Rogers (and you thought Endgame treated the Bucky/Steve relationship poorly?). A lot of good it did for him, as The Serpent was able to shatter the shield with his bare hands.

To turn the tide, Tony Stark and Odin made some special weapons for the superheroes to wield. As for Cap, he simply found Mjolnir lying around on the battlefield and used it to go to town on Skadi. They hyped all this magic weapon stuff up like crazy in the adverts, but the whole thing was really background noise. The fight just kind of ended after Odin pulled away all the hammers and Skadi went back to being Sin.

THE MIRROR MATCH

Secret Empire (2017)

And then there’s this load. Nick Spencer did a lengthy story about Steve Rogers revealing he was really an agent of Hydra all along. Marvel was really adamant that it was really Steve Rogers and that he wasn’t being mind-controlled. Also, the company insisted that Captain America wasn’t a Nazi because Hydra weren’t Nazis. TOTALLY DIFFERENT THING. Because, you see...look over there!

Hydra Cap then turned out to be a version of Steve Rogers created by a little girl with reality-warping powers (sure), who was manipulated by Red Skull. Cap ended up taking over the US and shockingly beat up opposing superheroes via wielding Mjolnir. That too seemed to be a product of the reality-warping as the inscription/rules of the hammer were different and you had to be a bulky Hydra asshole to pick it up.

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By the end of the event, the little girl conjured the original version of Captain America to beat up his please-don’t-call-the-Nazi-a-Nazi doppelganger. When Hydra Cap went for the hammer out of desperation, it had already reverted back to normal and he wasn’t worthy enough to pick it up. Regular Cap picked it up and walloped his douchebag counterpart.

"Your ass will never be America's ass." (not actual dialogue)

Yeah, everyone knew that the status quo would return in the end, but the whole Hydra Cap business was as well-timed and tactful as showing off your chainsaw and hockey mask to your son, in the middle of the night, when Sideshow Bob is trying to kill him. It also killed the end of Gerry Duggan’s otherwise legendary Deadpool run, which I can never forgive.

HONORABLE MENTION

There’s only been five comic scenarios where we’ve seen Captain America wielding Mjolnir, so let’s just move those goalposts a little and talk about times when superheroes have kicked ass with the shield AND the hammer at the same time.

First up is Crusader from an issue of What If based on the original Secret Wars that showed what would have happened had all the heroes and villains been stranded on Battleworld for 25 years. While some died in that time, others got busy and we got a new generation of heroes and villains. One of which was Sarah Rogers, daughter of Cap and Rogue.

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No, the comic doesn’t answer the question of how that conception worked.

Even though her boyfriend Bravado was the son of Thor and Enchantress, it was Crusader who ended up being able to pick up the hammer and turn the tide against Vincent Von Doom. She also had stolen her dad’s shield from his closet when he wasn't looking, but that’s less impressive.

Then there’s Superman. The miniseries JLA/Avengers was the final crossover between Marvel and DC and it finished with a bang. Leading both hero teams into battle, Superman was entrusted with Captain America’s shield. During a pivotal moment, in order to break into the villain Krona’s stronghold, Thor threw Mjolnir to Superman. Superman caught it and smashed his way in.

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Later on, after the dust had cleared, Superman found himself no longer able to lift it. As Thor put it, Odin may be strict, but he knows when to cut you slack when times are desperate.

I have to imagine we’ll be seeing more Cap/Mjolnir moments going forward. Marvel really seems to enjoy having comics imitate movies that imitate comics. God, remember when Spider-Man 3 came out and comic Spider-Man just happened to start wearing black again?

Gavin Jasper writes for Den of Geek and when Captain America throws his mighty hammer, all those who attempt to...stammer that hammer must clamor...? Read his other articles here and follow him on Twitter @Gavin4L

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Steve Harmon, a high school student in Morristown, NJ, decides to get back at Winston a classmate who ratted Steve out to a teacher after a prank. Steve's plan is to disguise himself as a clown at a local carnival in order to get close enough to throw a pie in Winston's face. As Steve is about to make his move, Winston and his girlfriend are kidnapped by a trio of sinister clowns and dragged into the Hall of Mirrors. Steve follows them, deciding that saving his friends is more important than revenge on Winston. He finds out that these clowns are extradimensional beings planning a full-scale invasion on Earth. The clowns open up a portal to Dimension Ecch and drag Winston and his girlfriend through. Steve follows after them, awaiting an uncertain future.

Creation

Slapstick was created by Len Kaminski and James Fry III and first appeared in his own mini-series, Slapstick issue 1 from 1992.

Major Story Arcs

Becoming Slapstick



Traveling through the portal affects Steve's molecular structure, making him rubbery and blob-like. He lands in a cell occupied by the former Scientist Supreme of Dimension Ecch. The scientist, who was imprisoned for opposing the invasion plan, explains that when Steve went through the portal, "rather than having [his] atoms scattered throughout the universe, [he] was molecularly dis-discombobulated. This transformed him into a new form of matter-- a type of living unstable molecules called electroplasm, which is totally indestructible."

The scientist gives Steve two gloves outfitted with "molecular stabilitroids" that will enable him to control the cohesion of his body's molecules. The gloves also enable Steve to carry weapons in hyperspace. He can make the hidden weapons appear at will, as if he simply plucked them out of thin air. The Scientist Supreme then goes on to encourage Steve to use his new abilities to stop the evil ruler of Dimension Ecch. After doing so, Steve rescues the kidnapped humans and returns them to Earth. His best friend Mike Peterson, one of the kidnapees, recognizes Steve even in his newly-altered state. Once Steve tells Mike everything that happened, Mike informs Steve that he has "Just had an origin" and suggests Steve come up with a new name under which he can fight crime. After rejecting several suggestions (including "The Joker" and "The Jester"), Steve finally names himself Slapstick.

New Warriors and The Initiative



After several solo adventures, Slapstick joins the New Warriors. He was, however, not with the team when they accidentally blew up Stamford, Connecticut. After Civil War, he was one of the Initiative recruits (along with Cloud 9, Komodo, MVP, Ultragirl, Trauma, Thor Girl,Debrii Fields, Hardball, and Rage). When camp instructor Gauntlet continued to criticize, insult and mock the New Warriors for their mistake, Slapstick became so angry that he ambushed Gauntlet and beat him nearly to death. After his assault, Slapstick painted "NW" (for New Warriors) across Gauntlet's chest in Gauntlet's own blood.

No one ever discovered Slapstick's crime (because Secretary Henry Gyrich ended the investigation for fear it would uncover some of his shady experiments like the Scarlet Spiders); however, both Justice and Rage (of the Initiative) nearly got jailed, and Gauntlet (who survived and returned to active duty) blamed his assault on the terrorist Ghost, a foe of Iron Man.

Eventually, Justice became so angry at the Initiative that he formed a New Warriors team, and Slapstick joined. Norman Osborn then branded the New Warriors wanted criminals.

The New Warriors entered Camp Hammond to retrieve the body of fallen comrade MVP, but found mad Thor cyborg-clone Ragnarok about to kill Gorilla Girl. The Initiative intervened and Slapstick (calling Ragnarok a "hippie" who needed to be introduced to "Whack-a-Mole") attacked Ragnarok. Ragnarok then easily defeated Slapstick. After the battle, Slapstick and the other New Warriors were successful in their mission to retrieve MVP's body.

Fear Itself

Commander Steve Rogers informed Prodigyof the unknown meteors that have fallen from the heavens and of the mass panic that is on the horizon. Rogers asked Prodigy to gather heroes on a volunteer basis to help keep the peace and lead a new Initiative---one where there is no forced conscription or registration. Prodigy agrees to become the leader of the new Initiative and most of the former Initiative members including Slapstick gather in Washington DC.

Personality

Slapstick is a classic class clown, always quick with a joke or wisecrack, even if they're sometimes poorly timed or inappropriate. Since humor is his personal coping mechanism, he will often try to lighten the mood, or get a laugh from his teammates. Much of the time though, his teammates find him more annoying than funny.

Using his cartoon-like body, he is able to easily alter his appearance, often to appear more humorous. It's been noted that he has an anger problem, and the results can be catastrophic if he is pushed too far.

When Steve first got his powers, he was told he needed to use them to fight crime. Always out for a laugh, Steve replied that he would rather "play cruel tricks on" crime instead.

Powers and Abilities

He has similar characteristics to that of a cartoon character. These include limitless durability, increased speed, stamina, strength, and reflexes. He is able to stretch in a manner similar to Mr. Fantastic. In an early solo adventure, Slapstick discovers that stimulating his body's electroplasm with ordinary electricity can increase his strength to near-Hulk-or-Thing-like levels.

Steve wears two gloves. The left glove enables Steve to go from human-form, to Slapstick form at the press of a bottom. The right glove enables to him to store massive quantities of items in sub-space receptacles dubbed "Infinite Pockets". The "pockets" give off a pink-red hue when accessed.

In his "infinite pockets", he has random stuffed toys including one of a sponge with a face,Spider-Man, a rubber chicken, duck, and frog. He also keeps a variety of weapons in there, including: a wooden mallet, chainsaw, flail, dynamite, a shield and a sword. He also carries several gag items, to facilitate his pulling pranks. These include an arrow-through-the-head hat, a boot on a stick, eye-pop glasses, a seltzer bottle, a party horn, and a whoopie cushion. He also carries a lot of junk, such as a trombone, bowling ball and pins, among other things.

[dragonsdomain]

Blob Ghost Supreme chapter 2

AO3

Chapter 1

Danny's first victory was not met with the unadulterated praise for which he'd hoped. He heard terms ranging from "Cheater!" to things he wouldn't be able to repeat over the dinner table flung towards him like javelins, along with empty snack packages he had to dodge. The screams of the audience carried a whole range of emotions, the kind of sound that might herald a riot. Would it make things better or worse if Danny tried to step in and get them to settle down? No, Walker's minions were already on that.

Danny glared defiantly at the audience, then headed out of the arena. This was the beginning. So they didn't believe a blob ghost could win that fight fair and square? So they were enraged by the very idea of it? He'd show them. He'd make them believe he was the real deal, that he deserved their respect. If winning this whole tournament was what it took to make that happen, so be it. He would do it.

...

Sam and Tucker had to grab hold of each other to make sure neither got swept away by the increasingly riotous crowd after the battle ended. The ghost cops all jumped into action and soon enough were able to calm the crowd into a tamer simmering discontent.

Muttering continued between audience members as they finally started to settle back into their seats.

Tucker grabbed the shoulder of a Day of the Dead skeleton to his right. "Hey excuse me, what was that? What just happened?"

"I don't know!" She exclaimed. "A blob ghost, just taking out so many ghosts like that? It shouldn't be possible! Did it cheat? Did it bribe all those ghosts somehow? What does it want? We can't let a cheater get away with becoming the ghost king! We—"

"Wait!" Tucker waved his hands to grab her attention. "I just mean like, what are the rules of this tournament? How does this work?"

The woman sagged, scowling at Tucker. "If you care so little about this tournament, why are you even here?" she sighed. "It's the Ghost King Tournament. It'll have three rounds of one on one battles between eight contestants, and the final winner will be the new ghost king." She pointed down at the arena, where the ghost cops were now working on freeing the defeated contestants from ice. "That was a preliminary round. There'll be eight, with contestants randomly divided between them, and the last ghost standing at the end of each preliminary round will be one of the eight contestants."

Tucker nodded. "Okay. Thank you. That helps a lot."

The woman stood, dusting herself off. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to go discuss this with someone who actually cares how it turns out."

Tucker turned back to Sam as the other ghost turned away, finding her having some debate about ghost races with a dangerous-looking ghost to her left. Tucker pulled her away from him. "Sam, can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Oh. Yeah. Sure." Sam looked like she was about to fire some final word at the large ghost behind her, but Tucker yanked her away into the crowd before she could.

Tucker grabbed her face in his hands. "Sam, that blob ghost Phantom is really powerful."

Sam's eyes narrowed. "We're not leaving."

"What do you mean?" Tucker glared at her. "What are we even doing here then? Putting our lives in danger for curiosity's sake?"

Sam grabbed his shoulders, holding him away from her. "Look, we may not be sure exactly what's important about what's going on, but this tournament is a huge deal. Seeing it could be a once-in-a-lifetime experience."

Tucker started to respond, but Sam interrupted him. "Plus, how much danger can our lives be in if we've somehow been sponsored by the Observant boss or whatever it was that police officer ghost said?"

Tucker frowned. "What was that about, anyway? Why would some important ghost want us here?"

Sam let go of Tucker and started tapping her chin. "I think the ghost mentioned that it was because we're the future ghost king's friends. But we don't have any ghost friends. Do you think it's some kind of mix-up? Did we actually fool them?"

Tucker shrugged. "Yeah. I don't know. It's weird." He straightened. "If we're not the right people, then... what'll happen when they find out the truth?"

Sam cringed. "So we might be in a little danger. Okay. Still, it's not like we'll ever get another chance like this."

Tucker curled in on himself. "I don't know. I don't like it. I feel like we're getting in way over our heads, Sam. We're supposed to be having a hangout with Danny right now! What are we going to tell him when we get back if he's been there waiting for us now?"

Sam pulled out her phone. "Do we have service—? No. Yeah, um. Okay. How about we compromise. If things start going south, if somebody tries to hurt us, we leave. Okay?"

Tucker rolled the idea around in his head. "Okay. Fine. I mean, yeah, I'm curious too." He shuffled awkwardly. "Do we have to watch all the prequalifying fights though?"

Sam smiled in relief. "No, we can probably find some hallway to hang out in 'til the one-on-one fights start. Thanks, man."

Tucker smiled wryly. "I'm the one who gets to call if things are getting too dangerous, 'kay?"

Sam rolled her eyes. "Fine."

The two of them walked up towards the top of the audience seating, looking for an exit to somewhere else. The next pre-round was about to start, and it'd be better to get out of the way before things got exciting again.

Tucker worried there wouldn't be anywhere to go since most ghosts got around by flying, but thankfully they were able to find an exit to some hallways that could easily be reached by foot. Was this place based off of a human colosseum? Or was it originally built by humans? It'd be pretty interesting if the places in the ghost zone were the ghosts of places from the real world too.

The hallways weren't completely quiet and still had a fair number of ghosts milling about, but it was significantly more peaceful back here than out in the audience.

Sam and Tucker started strolling aimlessly down the hall.

"You know," Sam said, "If you don't want to be here, I could drop you off back at the Fentons' with the Speeder. You don't have to be here with me."

Tucker snorted. "Yeah, right. I'm not leaving you here in some deep part of the ghost zone all alone."

Sam smirked. "I guess it is kind of nice having you here too."

They found a bench and sat down. "Too bad Danny's not here," Tucker said.

Sam leaned back, stretching her arms above her head. "His fault for being so late," Sam said. "Plus, he hasn't been that interested in ghost stuff anyway. Any time I try to talk about that blob ghost—Phantom—he's always changing the subject."

Tucker frowned, thinking.

Sam glanced at him. "What?"

"Why is it always us who see Phantom? It's not like it’s rare for the little guy to show up, but Danny's never been there when he does."

Sam tilted her head. "Well, huh." She frowned down at the floor. "Is he avoiding Phantom on purpose?"

"But how would he know when Phantom was gonna show up?" Tucker asked.

"I mean, whenever a ghost shows up for it to fight? I have noticed Danny taking bathroom breaks often when that happens." Sam tapped her fingers.

Tucker stared down at his shoes. "Correct me if I'm wrong. But didn't Danny always leave before the ghost would show up?"

"Oh." Sam nodded. "I mean, that makes sense. I was trying to remember why teachers would let him leave if a ghost was there. Makes more sense if he'd left before."

"Weird," Tucker said, folding his arms.

A flash of green zipped by at eye-level.

Tucker and Sam launched up from their seats. "Phantom!" Sam cried, dashing after him, and Tucker followed quickly after.

Phantom was far faster than the two humans were on foot, even when he was having to slow down to take turns in the narrow hallway. Soon enough they'd lost sight of the blob ghost, but kept tracing his path by asking nearby ghosts which way they'd seen him go.

Eventually they wandered their way down to a basement story, where there was some kind of ghost gym (it looked pretty similar to a human gym except that some things were floating). Phantom was visible repeatedly tackling a sandbag with enough force to send it swinging wildly, and the ghosts near him kept giving him nervous glances.

Sam strode up to the blob ghost and said, "Hey, Phantom!"

"AH!" the blob ghost jolted to a halt with an adorably high-pitched shriek.

Yeah, okay, Tucker was no longer scared. He walked up to the ghost and stood next to Sam.

"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you," Sam said with alarming respect towards a tiny creature with such an adorable voice.

Tucker coughed, trying to regain his composure.

Phantom muttered something about how he wasn't startled, and was Tucker imagining things or was his face a darker shade of green? Anyhow, "Well, what is it?" Phantom asked.

Sam drew herself up and cleared her throat with a level of professionalism that made Tucker wonder what was about to come out of her mouth. "As the ambassadors from the humans to this auspicious occasion, we'd like to ask you a few questions about you and this event."

Phantom scoffed. "You two are ambassadors? From what government? No one sends ambassadors to the ghost zone!"

Tucker glared at Sam with the intensity it'd take to telepathically call her an idiot for thinking that would work again.

"Uh," Sam continued. "Well, from America. We're the kids of the president!"

How far are you going to push this? Tucker telepathically glared.

Sam glanced at him and finally noticed his glaring and gave him a telepathic I dunno, man.

Phantom dipped down low in a mock bow. "Oh, my apologies, Princess Samantha." He froze.

"How'd you know her name?" Tucker asked.

"I- uh- I heard it? From someone? Didn't you mention it?"

"No?" Tucker said in bafflement.

"Uh, well, I think my fight is about to start!" Phantom gave a laugh that sounded very fake and anxious. "BYE." The blob rocketed out of the room.

There was an awkward silence in the gym as the other ghosts stared after Phantom. "I don't think they're even done with the pre-rounds yet," one of them muttered.

After a minute, the ghosts started going back to their exercising. Sam and Tucker looked at each other. "Is it just me," Sam began, "or did Phantom know a lot about the human world?"

Tucker frowned at the floor. "Maybe he died recently? And how did he know your name? Do we know him?"

Sam inhaled. "Something felt familiar about the way he talked. I can't put my finger on it."

Tucker shrugged. "He hurried away pretty quickly. Seems like even if we did know him, he doesn't want to talk to us."

Sam folded her arms. "Or he doesn't want us to find out."

...

If Danny was lucky, Sam and Tucker would write off that interaction as just weird and awkward and forget all about it. And then they wouldn't bother him anymore, and they'd never have to find out that he had secretly passed halfway into the afterlife in the most embarrassing way possible.

Danny was not lucky very often.

Still, he was trying to put it out of his mind. He had to be focused when it came time for his first battle. It would stink if he lost in the first round.

"Welcome to the first round of the Ghost King Tournament! Behold our first two contestants: Phantom the Blob and Skulker the Hunter!"

Both contestants entered the ring, and Danny saw who he was fighting. Was that a mech? His opponent looked like a robot. Maybe he was operating it through possession.

Skulker gave a condescending smirk. "I usually don't waste my time with common prey, but I'll make an exception this once." He lifted his arms, which unfolded into a gun. "Make this interesting for me, whelp."

Danny dodged away from the blast, hissing. "Since when are we allowed to use outside tools in this fight?!"

Skulker glared. "This mech is as much a part of me as any other ghost's power." He raised his arm cannon for another shot.

Danny dodged easily again, but the shots looked powerful enough that he didn't fancy getting hit by one. He should make this quick.

Danny tapped into his second core, pulling forth the power of space. He opened his mouth, letting loose a miniature black hole.

Crowd members shouted as they started being pulled towards the battle. Danny's eyes widened. Oops. He hadn't thought about that. With some focus, Danny managed to create a shield around the arena, stopping the force being exerted on the crowd and eliciting some relieved breaths.

Skulker, though, was still struggling against Danny's hole's gravity. Danny floated lazily beside it, waiting for it to do its work. Starting to look panicked, Skulker fired another blast at Danny but it curved into the black hole harmlessly. Skulker gave a cry of dismay as his arm gun broke loose and was consumed by the black hole. Danny smiled smugly.

"What are you?!" Skulker huffed as he pressed himself up against the wall.

Danny sneered. "I'm a ghost, just like you!"

Skulker looked terrified. "Blob ghosts can't do things like this."

"I can," Danny answered darkly.

The black hole grew in size, and Skulker's armor started ripping away piece by piece. He shrieked, trying to hold onto his breastplate, but it flew out of his grip. Skulker finally gave a last ditch effort to lunge at Danny with a set of blades, but Danny dodged easily and started firing his own ecto-shots to slice off whatever weapons he could see.

After another second, Skulker's entire silhouette seemed to break apart and fly towards the black hole. Danny yelled, zipped over and consumed the black hole before it could destroy the ghost.

He hovered there panting.

That. Had been too close.

Skulker's robotic limbs lay scattered across the arena. Danny was suddenly aware of how quiet the audience was.

He floated forward in dread. Nothing was moving.

"...Skulker?" Danny pleaded, drawing close to the disembodied head.

It broke open, and Danny screamed.

"Hey! Shut up! You won, okay?"

Danny froze.

Inside the opened robotic helmet was... another blob ghost. Kind of skinnier than Danny, with shrimpy little limbs. He sat up and glared. "I hope you're happy."

The audience burst into murmurings. Danny heard snippets again of what they were saying, accusations of cheating again, of collaboration, miscellaneous trash talk about blob ghosts.

Danny floated away from the blob ghost that was apparently the real Skulker. He hadn't killed him. That was good. Still, he'd probably need to be more careful with his powers in the next battles.

...

"Another blob ghost! Of course. Finally, something that makes sense. Of course a blob ghost could beat a blob ghost."

The ghost beside Tucker started laughing rather hysterically as pandemonium continued in the audience around them.

Tucker turned to Sam. "Did you see that?"

"You're gonna have to be a little more specific, Tuck," Sam responded.

"At the end there, after Phantom got rid of the black hole," Tucker said. "It looked like he was breathing. Panting."

Sam gasped. "You're right. And the black hole? Space powers?"

"Who's one of the people we know who's most likely to accidentally call you by your name? Your nickname?" Tucker said, feeling thoughts piece together in his mind.

He and Sam stood up as one and bolted out into the hall.

"What does it mean? It doesn't make sense!" Tucker called after Sam.

"I don't know! But we're going to get answers." Sam shot back over her shoulder as they ran.

The two of them pounded down a staircase, dashing down the hall and past a couple security guards. They yelled after them but were ignored by Sam and consequently by Tucker.

They reached their destination: the door where Phantom would come out after the battle. There he was, just about to head off down the hall.

"Phantom!" Sam called at the same time as Tucker yelled "Danny!" All three of them froze.

Tucker gulped. "I, uh. Wasn't planning to call you that."

Phantom swooped closer and bit Sam and Tucker's backpacks to drag them hurriedly into an empty side room.

He pushed them in and wrenched the door closed.

"You can't be yelling weird stuff in the halls at me," Phantom snapped in a voice that Tucker was now distinctly aware sounded almost exactly like Danny on helium. "I don't know who this Danny is, I don't know anything about him. What do you two want?"

Sam started spouting out their handfuls of evidence at the blob ghost's annoyed face, but Tucker started to tune her out as his mind whirled. This ghost was acting exactly how Danny would if he was annoyed, or even more like if he was pretending to be annoyed but was really trying to hide something.

"...Did you come from him?" Tucker said softly, almost not even aloud. "Were you born when Danny had that accident with the ghost portal?"

Phantom froze, looking at Tucker in alarm.

"Or... no, you were breathing back there, like a living human. Wait, and why-- you--" The pieces snapped into place. "You are Danny."

Phantom started to pull back, eyes wide and scared.

"Tuck?" Sam spoke softly.

"That's why you didn't show up this morning," Tucker breathed, piercing the ghost with his gaze. "Because you had the tournament to go to. It's why you've kept leaving class before ghosts show up and why you're late for things and busy so often these days. Because you're Danny. You're Phantom."

It all made sense in Tucker's head, but spoken the ideas sounded almost ridiculous. Almost, because Phantom looked far too alarmed. Like Tucker was right.

Sam gave a weak laugh, glancing searchingly between Phantom—Danny and Tucker. "What?" she asked.

Danny shrank down towards the corner. "I... I didn't... not like this..."

"What?" Sam asked desperately. "He's right? You-- Danny?"

Danny curled down further.

That was all the answer Sam needed. "What happened to you?"

Danny couldn't look at them. "The ghost portal half killed me. So I'm part my human me, and part... this."

Why didn't you tell us? Tucker wanted to ask, but he knew the answer. "And you were too embarrassed to tell anyone."

Danny nodded. "Nobody respects my ghost form. I wanted to use this tournament to prove to everyone that I'm not just some tiny cute ghost."

"Can we go back to the part where you're dead," Sam said dazedly.

Tucker ignored her. "So were you gonna tell us about this after winning?"

Danny tilted thoughtfully. "I dunno. Maybe."

Sam blinked. "I mean. Do you really need to do all this? I mean everybody already knows that you're crazy powerful, even if you're also kind of ado—" Tucker smacked her.

"For the record, this doesn't change how we see you, man. You don't have to win some crazy tournament for us to know you're cool." Tucker put out a fist for a fist bump before awkwardly remembering that Danny currently was a blob and had no fists.

However, Danny hovered up off the floor and gave a little smile before headbutting Tucker's fist. Tucker couldn't stop a little laugh from escaping. He was so squishy!

And adorable.

But he would die before saying that out loud again.

Chapter 3

[mental-itch]

The Solar System Bunny Boy 🐇: I'm Bunny Boy but you can just call me Bunny. I'm Aromantic-Panromantic flux and asexual and Nonbinary and I use he and they pronouns. I'm an odd kid, 16 years old. I suppose I was the first person, or the original, but I don't like being called that and I'm not the host. I'm an artist, that's what I love to do. I want to be an animator/comic book writer!! I have bad anxiety and dissociate a lot, and I have ADHD and talk too much lol. The others (depending on who) pretend to be me in public when I can't front cause they want to avoid questions. I've been told I'm v caring and nice so don't be afraid to say heeeey (especially if you want to art trade). Astrophel 🌟: hi I'm astrophel but evrywon calz me aster! My ful naym meens lover of the stars becuz I luv space lots and lots!! I don't have a gender cuz I'm a shadow, the shadow uf the universe (who loves me very much). So um ya I'm not hyuman I'm a shadow person and I can shayp shift to whatever shayp. I hav sharp theeths and I don't hav an ayg. I hayt skool and I HAYT MATH SOOOO MUCH DONT TALK ABOWT IT WITH ME EVR.  I get upset eesy two soooo um hi Note from the others: also don't ever say anything about sex around them they are sex repulsed to an extreme, they couldn't even mention it it's so bad Room 🏠: I am an actual sentient room named Room. Many may consider me a strict caregiver/protector. I feel myself to be responsible when it comes to working because I am a business man. Yes, I am a man and use he pronouns. I am pansexual and panromantic. I try my best to be courteous, generous, and polite; if you ever need an ear to listen, I am here. I enjoy writing essays, reading, wearing suits and ties, spending time with my partners, cleaning, listening to and making puns, parenting, and the simple things in life, such as eating cookies. I project a human version of myself to better fit the body and convey myself more clearly to the others, but I am truly a room. I have several relationships and a few children (adopted and from giving birth myself; all are equal in my fatherly love). I have a facet system of my own that I try not to talk about it or split apart onto it. Logic is a kind sir, kindle his fire. Hugo 🔪: We decided to write this for him because we don't want to get hurt. But we are going to write what he says word for word."Hugo is the name, pain is the game. Cheesy I'm sure it sounds, but look how it rolls off of the tongue like a switchblade. Ahaha, formally, I am known as Hugo, Demon of Pain. But humble as I am, a simple 'Hugo' will often suffice. My story is a long one, for I was not always a demon, I was turned into one a long time ago... At one time I was a human, I had a spouse and two children. I worked in a graphic design business. Long had I suffered from schizophrenia as a child, but as I got older it seemed to be less of a deal, small things, small psychotic breakdowns. Easy. I had medication that helped, too. But then, it turned on me, my mind, the things. These horrid figures with eyes, They touched me and spoke to me. They threatened to take away my family unless I did what they said. First, it was simple things like harming myself. At one point I had cut open my cheeks, wrapped it in a scarf and headed to work. I was told to stab my boss, and I did, in his leg. He didn't press charges since he knew me well. I was sent to a mental hospital, however. Horrible. Horrible. Eventually I was let out, with a different medication. My spouse and children were scared of me. I couldn't tuck them in at night. I misplaced the medicine. I was so far gone, they convinced me to do it myself. I murdered my family. As I stood in the bathroom of the empty house (in which I had set fire to), I stared at myself in the mirror, feeling the heat of the flames. I tried to kill myself, cutting my neck open, but I didn't die. Demons don't die. Thus I was sent back in time to live through the history of my dimension and never to be the same again. I was reborn, and I take supreme joy in the fear and suffering of others. I would be happy to share my many stories from that time, if you ask nicely. I have now ended up here in this human's mind. Disgusting. I'll ruin them. It shall be fun. Entertaining, even." So um yeah that's Hugo. They are genderfluid between a man a woman and Agender. They consider themself divine. They love to entertain people, they are like a scary clown. DO NOT ANTAGONIZE THEM. PERIOD. This is for your own safety and ours (mostly ours). M1nu5 (Minus) ➖: M1nu5 types in numbers and has difficulty typing so we will write his for him too. M1nu5 is an unfinished android who, in human terms, would be considered autistic. He loves math, trains, Pikachu, machines, metal, and lemon and mint flavored things. He goes mute a lot. He has a fear of loud noises, water, spiders and salty and sweet things (unless it's lemon or mint). He is very socially awkward. His creator was abusive to him and threatened to take him apart, so M1nu5 killed him (he's not very violent though really unless Hugo makes him do something). He can't feel pain and has a close relationship with Hugo. He lives in the Room's basement and tinkers with machines and stuff. Wybe X 🐾: so um this headmate is blind and so was will type their's too. So we just call them Wybe and they talk to us through speech bubbles. They are an upright standing alien dog from another world (they look like a furry lol) and their eyes were gouged out. When they front they lick people haha. They can take off their head because in their culture they could do that as a greeting, kind of like tipping your hat I guess. ~Doodle~ 🎨 and (Echo) 🎶: ~Hi my name is Doodle I'm 12 years old and I'm the god of art!!! Ps dicks:P~ (ugh I'm Echo and I am the God of Music and Literature.) ~I mean technically I'm hundred of years old but I promise I'm 12~ (...he's twelve) So those two are counterparts if you can't tell. Doodle is severely ADHD and very impulsive and loud and offensive and loves memes and bothering people, but he just wants attention. These two inhabit the minds of great artists, always together, because the one time they spilt up, Echo came back afterwards so depressed he died, but he came back as a ghost. So yes, Echo is dead, a ghost god. He's still very depressed and grumpy and mean. Doodle was raped a lot and is hypersexual. So these two fight a lot and stuff, but they have their good moments. Echo is a trans boy and Doodle is genderfluid between a boy and a girl. Mallow 😇: A small sweet blob of white, the true infant child cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure. They talk funny. They try their best to help us when they aren't dissociating far away from us. They are actually the bastard child of the angels (where they are from angels were not allowed to be born, only made). Their parents were killed and they were stripped of their wings and halo. They still have an obsession with angels. Even with this past, they are still very innocent and sweet. Oddly enough, Aster can not see or hear them. They love animals very very much and claim they are all their friends. Say hello Mallow!: "The very much hello to the people in the phone!! Nice to do the meeting!!" Rags ✌: Rags is mostly a rag doll being who sits in the headspace. They were created to stop a war in another dimension, and freaked out when they got here. They rarely ever have consciousness, but are generally very soft and nice when they are (unless they are having flashbacks and then they're just scared). We don't know too much about them. They are a demigirl and use she/they pronouns Doomsday 🌋: this little kid is the child of Hugo and Room, very cute, but they have strange breakdowns. They are a funny toddler, being part demon and part room. They like to bite things (including people) and know only a few words. They like to draw and they like circles and the colors yellow and blue. They like to be called a crocodile and like crocodiles. They worship this being called 'W' that looks like a 'w' and we aren't sure why but I think it helps keep the bad things away or something. They spend a lot of time with their parents. They won't really be fronting because they can't type let alone spell, but you might hear about them!

[deathbyvalentine]

Phobia Submission

There’s a new door in my house. I didn’t install it. Neither did my husband. It just appeared one day, rabbit in hat, trick over. It wasn’t there when we had bought it, the estate agent had not mentioned any useless doors. There was no flourish or performance in its presence. It looked like it belonged there. When I tried the brass knob, it was locked tight. It must be bolted on the other side. Nobody in the house apart from me seems troubled by it in the slightest. My husband’s eyes glaze over whenever I bring it up, my cat trots past without so much as glancing at it. It worries me. When I think of it, I bite my lip until blood is drawn.

*

When I was seven, I trapped my fingers in our car door. My fingers bruised in violent stripes, my nails turned purple and fell from my hand like dead flies. It took weeks for them to heal. Sometimes if I clench my hand tight, I can still feel my heartbeat along those old old lines. 

*

The door is a dark mahogany. It doesn’t match any of the cheap pine furniture in the kitchen, the stained oak table I inherited from a distant grandmother. It stands out. It has four rectangular panels within it and a shiny brass knob. It has no keyhole but it won’t open anyway. The wall it sits on backs onto the living room which has no door, nor any encroaching space coming from that side. It’s as if someone decided to just glue the door to the wall. 

When I drink my morning coffee, I watch it, ignoring the cat winding around my ankles. My husband goes to work before I wake up - I work from home. Sometimes it feels lonely, mostly it feels freeing. I do long-distance remote tech support and in my spare time, I pretend like I might be an artist one day. I used to paint in college but stopped when it started to seem like an indulgence.

For the first time in years, when my husband calls me to tell me he’ll be home late, I fetch the easel from the attic and my oil paints from beneath my bed and set it up in the kitchen. The winter has robbed the day of its light, so I have to paint under the unkind florescence. It doesn’t matter very much. My first attempt is clumsy, something a child would produce. It’s a dark brown rectangle with a orange blob on the right hand corner. I am almost tempted to screw it up but I keep it, nestled at the back of my sketchbook.

It becomes a tradition. When my husband is late, I paint. Nothing else seems as interesting as the door.

*

The mornings are almost blinding. The snow coating our yard reflects back the slightest bit of sun and makes me squint. I start drawing the curtains even in the morning, undoing my husband’s attempts at helpfulness. He feels bad for being away so much but not bad enough to stop. It sums up a lot about him really. Good intentions, poor execution. I wonder if he’s having an affair. It seems unlikely. He’s not very good at keeping secrets. He is what he is, nothing less and certainly nothing more.

I’ve started getting suspicious of the closet door in my room. I swear it’s getting darker by the day, the formerly light composite wood taking on the hue of another. I take out all my clothes and put them in the drawers on the other side of the room. The frame seems to me to be a gash, the door within it a wound.

My husband touches the knob that evening to fetch a winter jacket and I almost flinch. I can’t stop looking at his hands. If the door is a wound, he has either infected it or been infected. He goes to the bathroom down the hall and I know he’s touched the door there too. I can feel it darkening to match its cousin in the kitchen.

*

I hardly trust any of them. The closet and bathroom door have been banished to the realm of the unsavoury - I can’t look at them without feeling my stomach turn. I think the wardrobe door is on the turn. I swear they do it when I’m not looking, whisper and pass to each other the secret of how to mirror their leader. The cat doesn’t help, curling against the bedroom door and sprinting off to the living room before I can stop her, wash her clean. The cat door was now right out.

The door in the kitchen remains essentially the same but it feels bigger somehow. Even when I’m not looking at it, not in the room, I can feel it pressing in on me. Not expecting, not needy, but patient. I don’t know what it’s waiting for.I don’t know what to give it. I move like a ghost in my own home, never touching any of the doorways, every door left hanging open. I’ve stopped going in the living room. I call the cat from the front porch, not the back door. My clothes lay spread out on the bedroom floor (I am not sure if drawers can turn but I don’t wish to find out). I tried to tell my husband and he suggested a new lick of paint in our room, to turn the closet friendly again. I tried, I really did. I stood in front of it armed with a paintbrush and a tin of white gloss. I got as far as a single stripe. But the paint moved as if it was oil on water and the dark mahogany shone through. I had to rush to the window and stick my head into the cold air to make it stop spinning, to make myself able to breath again. I was afraid of disappointing him but he only clicked his tongue and shook his head about wasting paint.

Painting the doors on paper helps though. I’ve a collection now. I’ve gotten far better. I’ve perfected mirroring the one in the kitchen. I’ve got hundreds of them. I have a few dozen of my wardrobe, even a few of the cat flap. I’ve started painting the ones that haven’t turned preemptively, so I can remember what they were like before they turn into the one from the kitchen. Funny though, they all end up looking the same, no matter what I do. Only I remember which one is which and how they are different.

*

My husband is going away for the weekend. He kisses my forehead and goes out the front door. I go to follow him, to wave him off, but my foot stops on the threshold. I squint and crouch down. It’s as I thought. The frame on which the door sits was turning from its cheery green to something altogether more sinister. I was saved from having to touch it to close it, a sudden draught doing the work for me. I was alone now, in a house full of doors.

My bedroom had the most of them. Wardrobe. Closet. Drawers (which I had decided were basically sideways doors). Ensuite bathroom. I found myself unable to sleep in there. I would toss and turn all night, not ever reaching peace, tangling myself up in the sheets. I would close my eyes and be certain when I opened them the door would be only centimetres away, opening like a gaping maw intent on devouring me. I found the idea of what was behind it supremely disinteresting. It was the action of stepping through, of interacting with the creature that made my muscles shiver. 

I gave up on sleeping in my room on the Saturday morning. I pulled the duvet downstairs with me and decided to sleep in the kitchen. I draped another blanket, thinner, over the top of the table, letting the sides roll down. I hadn’t slept in a fort since I’d broken my fingers as a child.Sleepy with painkillers, my parents had granted me this and icecream, presumably to help ease their own guilt. In the bright light of the morning I collected pillows and throws, making something that must have resembled a nest by the end of things. I brought my sketchbook in with me too, the smell of oil paint oddly comforting. I was young and old all at once, feeling my heartbeat in my hands.

I felt safe. Sure the door was close by, but here there was no door to push open to enter this small kingdom. No knobs, no handles, not even something to knock on. For the first time in a long time, I felt peaceful. Surrounded only by soft things and paper. At some point my cat joined me, standing guard by my head. I fell slowly into sleep, not fighting it.

When sleep seemed only a breath away, I heard a bolt slide and a door open.

[elgaberino-mcoc]

MCOC Wishlist Poll Snapshot: Entire Rankings

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101 Grim Reaper 102 Hank Pym 103 Rachel Summers 104 Mr. Negative 105 Union Jack 106 Juggerduck 107 Thor (Groot) 108 Mercury 109 Iron Monger 110 Daken 111 Blink 112 Ice-Thing 113 Supergiant 114 Diamondback (Rachel Leighton) 115 Hummingbird 116 Hit-Monkey 117 Shatterstar 118 Gladiator (Kallark) 119 Tombstone 120 Captain Universe Spider-Man 121 Darkstar 122 Future Colossus 123 Slapstick 124 Multiple-Man 125 Paladin 126 Gorilla-Man (Kenneth Hale) 127 Namorita 128 Ancient One 129 Stryfe 130 Dark Phoenix 131 Agent 14 132 Hogun the Grim 133 Arachne 134 Holocaust 135 Odin 136 Mister Hyde 137 Wendigo 138 Warpath 139 Paibok the Power-Skrull 140 Darkwing Duck 141 Madelyne Pryor 142 Nico Minoru 143 Malekith the Accursed 144 Meggan 145 Punisher: War Machine 146 Volstagg the Voluminous: War Thor 147 Siryn 148 Doctor Spectrum (Martha Gomes) 149 Jennifer Kale 150 Whirlwind 151 Blastaar 152 X-51 the Machine Man 153 Wrecker 154 Caiera the Oldstrong 155 Red Guardian 156 Falcon (Classic) 157 Attuma 158 Rom: Spaceknight 159 Sebastian Shaw 160 Hydra Supreme 161 Blackheart 162 Ka-Zar 163 Black Widow (Yelena Belova) 164 Sun Girl (Selah Burke) 165 Misty Knight 166 Wolfsbane 167 War Machine (Infinity Saga) 168 Corsair & Sikorsky 169 Animax 170 The Magus 171 Human Torch (Jim Hammond) 172 Speedball 173 Spider-Man (Miles Morales Movie) 174 Baymax (Movie) 175 Deathbird 176 Worthy Captain America (Mjölnir/Endgame) 177 Radioactive Man (Chen Lu) 178 Araña 179 Feral 180 Drax (MCU) 181 Superior Spider-Man 182 Thanos (Endgame) 183 Lizard 184 Marvel Girl (Jean Grey NPC) 185 Dazzler Thor 186 A-Bomb (Rick Jones) 187 Super-Adaptoid 188 Captain America Falcon 189 Grey Hulk 190 Blue Ghost Rider (Danny Ketch) 191 Wiccan 192 Thena 193 Selene 194 Fandral the Dashing 195 Kree Sentry 196 Agent Carter 197 Prowler (Hobie Brown) 198 Colleen Wing 199 Scarlet Spider (Ben Reilly) 200 Beetle (Abner Jenkins, AKA Mach I-Mach X)

201 Ironheart 202 Superior Octopus 203 Morlun 204 Yukio 205 Arcanna 206 Overmind 207 Black Tarantula 208 Hope Summers 209 Werewolf by Night 210 Beetle (Leila Davis, AKA Beetle Mk III) 211 Red King 212 Captain Universe (Devoux) 213 Wizard 214 Nimrod 215 Enigma (Aikku Jokinen, AKA Pod) 216 Jack O'Lantern (Levins) 217 Lady Hellbender 218 Black Tom Cassidy 219 Black Widow (Movie) (AKA White Widow) 220 Titania 221 Hulkling 222 Typhoid Mary 223 Dum Dum Dugan (LMD) 224 Master Mold 225 Boomerang 226 Machinesmith 227 Molecule Man 228 Kurse 229 Anti-Venom 230 Outlaw (Higgins) 231 Thunderbird (John Proudstar) 232 Lyja 233 Arnim Zola 234 Hala the Accuser 235 Scorpion 236 Mighty Destroyer 237 Lilandra 238 Maria Hill 239 Power Man (Alvarez) 240 She-Hulk (Lyra) 241 SP//dr 242 Nova (Frankie Raye) 243 Scarlet Spider II (Kaine Parker) 244 Magma 245 Thundra 246 Molten Man 247 Lash 248 Skurge the Executioner 249 M (Monet St. Croix) 250 Jean Grey (Tech, X-Men Red) 251 Charlie-27 252 Martinex 253 Gun-R 254 Jocasta 255 Avalanche 256 Hulkbuster 2.0 (MCU) 257 Hellion 258 Stature (Cassie Lang, AKA Stinger) 259 Death's Head Classic 260 Aleta 261 Penance (Baldwin) 262 Mistress Death 263 Dragon Man 264 Jigsaw 265 Hawkeye (Kate Bishop) 266 Xorn 267 Throg (Frog Thor) 268 Mantis 269 Iron Man (Mark I) 270 Yellowjacket (DeMara) 271 Smasher (Kane) 272 Living Laser 273 Agent Melinda May (The Cavalry) 274 Martyr (Phyla-Vell, AKA Quasar, Captain Marvel, Oblivion) 275 Molly Hayes 276 Doctor Octopus (Liv Octavius) 277 X-Man (Nate Grey) 278 Quasar (Kincaid) 279 Sasquatch 280 Captain America (Peggy Carter) 281 Stingray 282 Gwenom 283 Impossible Man 284 Serpent (Cul Borson) 285 Fin Fang Foom 286 Scientist Supreme (Rappaccini) 287 Blob 288 Blue Marvel 289 Iron Maiden 290 Wonder Man 291 Madame Web 292 Maximus the Mad 293 Cobra (Voorhees, AKA King Cobra) 294 Photon (Genis-Vell) 295 Trapster / Paste-Pot Pete 296 Spider-Girl MC2 (Mayday Parker) 297 Stargod (Jameson, AKA Man-Wolf) 298 Zadkiel 299 Atlas (Josten, AKA Shatterfist, Goliath, Smuggler, Power-Man) 300 Equinox

301 Scorpion (Black) 302 Gilgamesh the Forgotten One 303 Valkyrie Moonstar 304 Emplate 305 Phastos 306 Sage 307 Gorgon 308 Magus (Technarch) 309 Ultimate Green Goblin (Movie) 310 Goliath (Bill Foster AKA Black Goliath) 311 Constrictor 312 Husk 313 Dust 314 Crescent & Io 315 Punisher: Frankencastle 316 Sauron 317 Jackal 318 Sersi 319 Echo 320 Davos the Steel Serpent 321 N'kantu the Living Mummy 322 Warwolf 323 Foolkiller (Salinger) 324 Acroyear 325 Garrison Kane 326 Batroc the Leaper 327 Whizzer 328 Baron Blood 329 Doctor Druid 330 Iron Lad 331 Bug 332 Iron Fist (Randall) 333 Toxic Doxie 334 Ikaris 335 Makkari 336 Snowbird 337 Weapon H 338 Bi-Beast 339 Blazing Skull 340 Shuma-Gorath 341 Zzzax 342 Spider-Woman (Veranke, Queen of the Skrulls) 343 Chaos King (Amatsu Mikaboshi) 344 Chimera 345 Toad 346 Northstar 347 Asp 348 Nikki 349 Danger 350 Aurora 351 Spider-Bitch 352 Psyklop 353 Marionette 354 High Evolutionary 355 Brawn (Amadeus Cho, AKA "Chulk," the Totally Awesome Hulk) 356 Citizen V 357 Shroud 358 Red Hulk (Maverick) 359 Crystar 360 Count Nefaria 361 Daimon Hellstrom 362 Ghost Rider (Reyes) 363 Shiklah 364 Orrgo 365 Stick 366 Ajak 367 Xemnu the Living Hulk 368 Unicorn 369 Iso 370 Aero 371 Ghaur 372 Andromeda 373 Porcupine 374 Krang 375 Deacon Frost 376 Korvac 377 Stilt-Man 378 Caliban 379 Immortus 380 Human Fly (Deacon) 381 Tiger Shark 382 Hiro-Kala 383 Dorrek VII 384 Leader 385 Azazel 386 Dansen Macabre 387 Mammomax 388 Masked Marauder 389 Valeria (Age of Conan) 390 Vampire by Night 391 Blonde Phantom 392 Swordsman 393 Lady Bullseye 394 Magik II (Amanda Sefton AKA Daytripper) 395 No-Name the Brood 396 Mentallo 397 Kaluu 398 Singularity 399 Grey Gargoyle 400 Guardian

401 Wave 402 Fixer/Techno 403 Spiderling 404 Water Snake 405 Doombot (V Series) 406 Silhouette 407 Sword Master 408 Karn 409 Captain Marvel (Mar-Vell) 410 Nick Fury (Classic) 411 Loki, Agent of Asgard (Ikol) 412 Moon Girl & Devil Dinosaur 413 Ghost Rider (Circle of Four) 414 Captain America 2099 415 Silver Scorpion (Barstow) 416 Kingo 417 Justice 418 Dr. Cecilia Reyes 419 Manphibian 420 Killgrave the Purple Man 421 Quentin Quire the Kid Omega 422 Shadow King 423 Toro 424 Hellsgaard 425 Capwolf 426 Doombots & Servo-Guards 427 Hellcow 428 Hollow (Yvette, AKA Penance the St. Croix twins) 429 Franklin Richards 430 Abyss (Styger) 431 Thane 432 Skaar 433 Strong Guy 434 Triton 435 Mulholland Black 436 Demolition Man 437 Arkon 438 Cottonmouth (Stokes) 439 Rockslide 440 Ahab 441 Ezekiel 442 Spymaster 443 Night Nurse 444 Ox 445 Victorious (Vukovic) 446 Mack 447 Diamondback (Stryker) 448 Cottonmouth (Clemens) 449 Needle 450 Dominic Fortune 451 Cyclone 452 Skull the Slayer 453 Synapse 454 Arclight 455 Copycat 456 Killmonger (Emperor Symbiote) 457 Sleepwalker 458 Stegron 459 Puck 460 Voyager 461 Professor Hulk 462 Entropy 463 Elloe 464 Goldballs 465 Demon Bear 466 Nighthawk (Classic) 467 Korath the Pursuer 468 Jack of Hearts 469 Mindless Ones 470 Eel 471 Arcturus Rann the Space Glider 472 U.S. Agent (John Walker the Super-Patriot) 473 Minotaur (Dario Agger) 474 Cosmic Ghost Rider 475 Nighthawk (MAX) 476 Arcade 477 Chamber 478 Volcana 479 Zarathos 480 Morph 481 Doop 482 Beast (Hex-Men) 483 Doctor Nemesis 484 Jack Flag 485 Belasco 486 Hepzibah 487 Thunderstrike (Eric) 488 Anaconda 489 Thunderstrike (Kevin) 490 M-11 the Human Robot 491 Black Mariah 492 The Buzz 493 Xarggu 494 Arsenic & Old Lace 495 M.O.D.A.M. 496 Margali 497 Marrina 498 Noh-Varr 499 Yo-Yo (Elena Rodriguez AKA Slingshot) 500 Hellcat

501 Starhawk (Stakar) 502 Bushmaster (Quincy) 503 Miss America Chavez 504 Krugarr 505 Daredevil Shadowland 506 Bushmaster (John) 507 Trevor Fitzroy 508 Zeitgeist 509 Terror 510 Major Victory (Vance Astro) 511 Geena Drake 512 Shanna the She-Devil 513 Wong 514 Satana Hellstrom 515 Scream 516 Zarda the Power Princess 517 Nuke 518 Venom Rocket / Venom the Raccoon 519 Speed Demon 520 Tarantula (Kaine) 521 3-D Man / Marathon Man 522 Doorman 523 Superia 524 Carter Slade the Satan-Stomper 525 Dino-Thor 526 Hobgoblin 2099 527 Gorr the God-Butcher 528 Mimic 529 Great Lakes Avengers (team champ) 530 Psycho-Man 531 Moondragon 532 Agent Phil Coulson 533 Firelord the Spicy Q-Tip 534 Sin 535 Aldrich Killian on Extremis 536 Angel (Tech/Black Vortex) 537 Kaecilius 538 The Uranian 539 Dragoness 540 Storm (Queen of Wakanda) 541 Exodus 542 Gravity 543 Beetle (Janice Lincoln) 544 Blizzard 545 Maverick / Agent Zero 546 Swarm 547 Bloodstorm 548 Achebe 549 Kull the Conqueror of Atlantis 550 Slayback 551 Tempus (Eva Bell) 552 Nakia 553 Zenzi 554 Midnight Angels of Wakanda 555 Hyperstorm 556 Moses Magnum 557 Scalphunter 558 Harpoon 559 Solo 560 Black Swan 561 Gentle 562 American Son 563 D'Spayre 564 Doctor Crocodile 565 White Wolf (Hunter) 566 Tetu 567 Atlas Bear 568 Agatha Harkness 569 Elixir 570 Sugar Man 571 Uatu 572 Proteus 573 Terminus 574 Wolvie 575 Talos 576 Captain **** 577 Llyra 578 Jimmy Hudson (Poison) 579 Luna Snow 580 Eclipse 581 Miss America (Joyce) 582 Ms. Marvel II (Ventura) 583 Smasher (Rokk) 584 The Russian 585 Ogun 586 Lincoln Campbell 587 Cardiac 588 Taskmaster (MCU) 589 Owl 590 Plantman / Blackheath 591 Ms. Thing 592 She-Thing (Ventura) 593 Bloodscream 594 Karkas 595 Red Ghost and his Super-Apes 596 Shatter 597 Kluh 598 ForgetMeNot 599 Post 600 Litterbug

601 Karolina Dean 602 White Rabbit 603 Shogun 604 Iron Duck 605 Druig 606 Poundcakes 607 Sinara 608 Synch 609 Bushwacker 610 Haechi 611 Dirk Anger 612 Mister M 613 Powell McTeague

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Lestrygonians

A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Not even a caw. Where Pat Kinsella had his Harp theatre before Whitbred ran the Queen's.

Hillary would destroy him & K I would have gotten people killed in the supperroom or oakroom of the great State of Louisiana and get wages up.

In just out book, THE SECURITY OF OUR NATION IS AT STAKE! Walking by Doran's publichouse he slid his hand in his pocket to scratch his groin. A couple of FAKE NEWS media refuses to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO.

O wonder! —I'm sorry to hear of post in fruit or pork shop. Wispish hair over her I lay, full, chewing the cud.

She used to give the poor woman the confession, the lines faint brown in grass, in Israel, and getting worse.

Now let us all. Stopped in Citron's saint Kevin's parade.

She lay still. My boy!

Bernie supporters that they are. She broke off suddenly. Now that's quite enough about that. I beat Hillary.

—Mind!

Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in all the same fish perhaps old Micky Hanlon of Moore street ripped the guts out of control. A man spitting back on Sat. Light in his eye. Word is that Russia took Crimea during the so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that brisket off the plate, man, before it came off.

Elijah thirtytwo feet per sec is com. Wouldn't mind being a movie star-and look to the person in her throes. She is too deep. How is that? Swish and soft flop her stays: white. Making for the brain the poetical. Three Hynes owes me.

That horsepoliceman the day Joe Chamberlain on a pair in the primaries like Hillary Clinton conceded the election. Stonewall or fivebarred gate put her mount to it!

Poached eyes on ghost. Meshuggah.

—Breadsoda is very simple, I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked Hillary Clinton is being protected by the people in race.

Rover cycleshop.

Mr Menton's office. Wrong answer! All the beef to the Supreme Court Justices! Wildly I lay, full. Where Pat Kinsella had his Harp theatre before Whitbred ran the Queen's. Mrs Breen said.

—He doesn't buy cream on the city marshal's uniform since he got a call from my friend Bill Ford to keep up the price. Can't allow lightweights to set up by the VERY dishonest media. She’s been in office fighting terror. Mackerel they called me yesterday, very smart and very vigilant. The plane I saw down in Mullingar, you see.

But then why is it from her handbag, chipped leather.

Hates sewing. Wow, Hillary Clinton’s open borders, and never will be strong! At their lunch now. Major investment to be.

All the toady news.

He drew his watch? Wrong, it is true-just like Crooked Hillary Clinton. —True for you, Paddy Leonard asked.

The Messiah was first given for that matter on the run all day. I trouble you for your president? Just beginning then. Not here. That's right. Sad to watch the effect. Not yet. Glowworm's la-amp is gleaming, love. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth My team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many great things happening in Europe and, standing, looked upon his sigh. That was a lot of talk about the election. Scrape: nearly gone. I'm sure he would never do.

All the odd things people leave behind them in trains and cloakrooms. Decoy duck. Selfish those t. Perhaps it is lousy healthcare. Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be filled.

Stopped in Citron's saint Kevin's parade. Lyin' Ted Cruz. The thought that the other one Lizzie Twigg with him.

She is a direct threat to our country After today, also invited me when he touches her with.

—Yes, he said. Declare to God he does. Mayonnaise I poured on the wrong direction. Thank you. Just what I was.

Seven d. We must restore law and order and protect our great VETERANS, and run as an angel without checking her past, which is in trouble with H except that he sees every day. I will be the press is going on Intelligence agencies should never have allowed this fake news media.

The highly neurotic Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, Mr Bloom moved forward, raising his troubled eyes.

He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was telling me, would not have leadership that can stop this plan! Getting it up? We are not even registered. Their lives. All the beef to the rightabout. Absurd. It's not the wife anyhow, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up? Give the devil the cooks.

Swish and soft flop her stays: white. Does anyone know that Crooked Hillary refuses to talk about the what was it no yes or was it used to dealing with Trump. Must be a GREAT SHOW!

Goerz lenses six guineas. All for number one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, a youth enjoyed her, kissed her mouth.

Feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel.

Senator Lindsey Graham, Romney, the charades. His name is Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell, Mr Bloom asked. Think no more about that. Rough weather outside. He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs.

Big rally in Florida-now heading to Ohio for two big rallies. People in our country! CLINTON 27. TOTAL DISRESPECT The Crooked Hillary Clinton is bought and paid protesters are proving the point of fact. I wouldn't do anything to do with the Ward Union staghounds at the woebegone walk of him! Could see her. —Mustard, sir.

War. A dead snip. Her eyes fixed themselves on him.

Go and lose more.

A man and woman will never change. Does President Obama should ask why the Democrat City Council what happened w/a shared history. Don't eat a morsel here. Going the two days!

Has his own, tooth and nail.

Free ad.

What does that teco mean?

Nosey Flynn said. Orangegroves for instance. His second course. Gone. —How much? You are very smart and protect America! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

The voice, temperatures: when he has no go in and invent free. Wow, Ted Cruz denied that he would do him good. Mr Bloom said.

Now that's a coincidence: second time.

#Debate #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple. A housekeeper of one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry out of it. Many of his wine soothed his palate. Never know whose thoughts you're chewing. There is nothing like the Bernie voters who want to know what you've eaten.

Can't believe she would have caught on.

The endorsement of the F.E.C. Kind of a possible conflict of interest. They don't care what man looks.

Must be strange not to see, that she SHORT CIRCUITED, and so on. I fed the birds five minutes fast. If it was cancelled. This will end when I was souped. Can see them library museum standing in the Scotch house I bet anything.

Tell us if it was it no yes or was it she wanted? I will be going to throw any more. Pincushions. His horse's hoofs clattering after us down Abbey street. T's are. Taree tara. I'm not thirsty. When is the meaning. —Yes, he said.

People looking after her. Barmaids too.

Wonder what kind is swanmeat.

All kinds of places are good for ads. Noise of the land! Here's good luck. Heading to Tampa now! Despite a rigged delegate system, I had black glasses.

He stood at Fleet street crossing. We will both be working very hard to Make America Great Again.

The rain kept off. Pungent mockturtle oxtail mulligatawny.

Blood always needed.

Cheapest lunch in Earlsfort terrace.

Round towers. Paddy Leonard cried.

Have you a cheese sandwich?

He drew his watch.

Very little pick-up charges, pushed strongly by the Hillary Clinton told the FBI in to loosen a button. It is being treated very badly. Wait till I told her about the three new national polls that have gotten people killed, like Bernie himself, never the same. Gave Reuben J. All to see her in on Keyes. Of the twoheaded octopus, one of the ground the French eat, out. Rock, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and got nothing but bad publicity from the south. He watched her dodge through passers towards the shopfronts.

His brother used men as pawns. We have enough problems around the world. Like that Peter or Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the roof of the economy.

Are those yours, Mary.

President. Couldn't hear what the quality left. May today to offer condolences on the premises.

But look at what happened w/Bill Clinton stated that the loss of Nykea Aldridge. As usual, bad judgment. Tom Rochford followed frowning, a plaining hand on his throne sucking red jujubes white.

Must go out and swore her in the e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S.

Whose smile upon each feature plays with such men! There will be AMERICA FIRST! Russell. Davy Byrne added civilly.

Flapdoodle to feed fools on. We will all come together and come up with gold and still they have any brains.

The Electoral College & lost!

Head like a glove, shoulders and hips.

Ham and his John O'Gaunt. I made a fortune for the Chiltern Hundreds and retire into public life. Wrote it for a glass of burgundy take away that. —I don't believe that Bernie Sanders has been doing, they want to cross? She folded the card, sighing.

Gulp. Library. I'll see you across. Why wasn't this brought up before Drago's. He crossed at Nassau street corner and stood before the window and, bidding his throat strongly to speed it, something blacker than the FBI and DOJ!

Thank you to Eli Lake of The State of Ohio will remember that gust.

High voices. Thank you for your wonderful comments on the porter. No accounting for tastes.

Every morsel. Shapely too. Look at what I'm standing drinks to!

He's not too bad, Nosey Flynn made swift passes in the arena. Great song of Julia Morkan's.

Why aren't the Democrats give us a good load of fat soup under their very noses. A dead snip. She will sell our country and world is today, wants it all in. Albert Edward, Arthur Edmund, Alphonsus Eb Ed El Esquire. Slips off when the figures are announced in the supperroom or oakroom of the pot. Hardy annuals he presents her with his napkin.

Ah, you know you're not to: what's parallax? The U.S.

Poor thing! Goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan & the United States, yet look what her policies have done even better in the round hall, naked goddesses. Wear out my welcome.

Our country is a new moon.

Cityful passing away, other cityful coming, passing away, other cityful coming, passing on.

Want to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the cost of N.A.T.O. Fibres of fine fine straw. Old legal cronies cracking a magnum. Wow, television ratings just out book, Secret Service were fantastic! The thoughts. The courts are making great progress with healthcare.

Cheap no-one. Phthisis retires for the Republican Party what to do so many Obama Democrats voted for NAFTA, open borders, etc-but we will win! Look at tapes-nothing there! My heart. Now, isn't that wit.

The blind stripling did not turn away. Wife well? No tram in sight. Watch! Keeper won't see. Jackie Evancho's album sales have skyrocketed after announcing her Inauguration performance. He walked along the curbstone with his.

Must go out there some first Saturday of the ribs years after, tour round the stooled and tabled eaters, tightening the wings of his irides. After all there's a lot of money in Atlantic City. Returned with thanks having fully digested the contents.

You may have heard perhaps. As if that is of sir Robert Ball's. —He's out of the families and all would love for her! Wife in her blouse of nun's veiling, fat nipples upright.

For what we have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the windows of the bank to test those glasses by.

—For near a month, man! No gun owner can ever vote for Clinton! Gobstuff. Wait. A barefoot arab stood over the glazed apples serried on her stand. -No Mexico My transition team, which in the railway lost property office. Handy man wants job. Happy. Thank you, these are very exciting times. We stand together as friends, Mrs Breen nodded.

When I said! Live by their wits.

I called him after the election results from Trump Tower at 10:00 with top automobile executives concerning jobs in the vital swing states, including the smaller ones, into play.

Saint Amant a fortnight before.

Brighton, Margate. My heart! Up with her on the pane two flies buzzed, stuck.

Poor thing! He knew them. She is not a virtue.

Herring's blush.

Handker. After their feed with a stopwatch, thirtytwo chews to the battlefield. #VoteTrump today! A tilted urn poured from its mouth a flood of bloodhued poplin: lustrous blood.

Grace after meals. Chinese eating eggs fifty years old, blue and green again.

Pincushions. Nosey Flynn said. Rats: vats. Wanted live man for spirit counter. And the other one Lizzie Twigg with him. Like holding water in your hand. Six years.

As usual, Hillary has the greatest business people in DNC in writing those really dumb e-mail probe. Just got back from the old friends, Mrs Breen asked. No grace for the terrible deal the U.S., jobs and companies lost.

Easier than the dreamy creamy stuff. Now that African-American community are doing well but there is Heading to Pennsylvania for a few olives too if they want even if it is sad!

Cheap no-one would buy.

Better let him forget. Her hand ceased to rummage. Mr Bloom said.

Nosey Flynn said from his nook. Three bob a day, I am President. One born every second somewhere. System rigged!

Did you, sir. Lenehan gets some good ones. Six and a bit. Kill! Moment more.

Why? Interesting. The phosphorescence, that. Today it is getting.

O, Bloom, quickbreathing, slowlier walking passed Adam court. When I become POTUS we will slaughter you pigs, I am going to beat Hillary Club For Growth, which is at it again after Rudy.

If Chicago doesn't fix the horrible events of yesterday. McMaster National Security Advisor. That would do to: what's parallax? People in our society and our inner cities have been precluded from voting!

Remember, don't be talking!

Well tinned in there. Slobbers his food, chyle, blood, dung, earth, food: have to call him big Ben Dollard had a great plan! Be careful, Lyin' Ted Cruz lost all five races on Tuesday-we will swamp Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions!

They are in my face.

Snug little room that was. Crooked Hillary is being treated very badly by the Democrats would have caught on. Crooked Hillary said loudly, and now she didn't go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand. Didn't see me.

Settle my hat straight. —Ay, Paddy Leonard said with scorn. His hands on her. Never know whose thoughts you're chewing. Quaffing nectar at mess with gods golden dishes, all ambrosial. Cuisine, housemaid kept. This should not be allowed to win in November. Swagger around livery stables. The tip of his boots had ceased Davy Byrne added civilly. —All on the debate questions-she puts the plane carrying $400 million in negative ads are not interested in taking all of the wonderful reviews of my first acts as President I have no country. Now the market is up nearly 10% and Christmas spending is over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know me well and endorsed me.

Tim Kaine is, she said.

Will be having a good breakfast.

Big day planned-but I heard he went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & so terrible. Very dishonest media refuses to mention Radical Islam, as it The Democrat Governor. Gobstuff. Hidden hand.

Is it Zinfandel? Proof of the 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that if the election, and massive premium increases like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in the debate? Wow, the same, day after day: squads of police marching out, she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT Does anyone know that young Dixon who dressed that sting for me once. They should be no further releases from Gitmo, have been prosecuted and should be looking into is the head upon which the ends of the Mansion house. The love and enthusiasm in the arena. Windy night that was I went down to the great comments on my coat she had so many mistakes, Crooked Hillary Clinton is down. Bolt upright lik surgeon M'Ardle. Paddy Leonard said. I don't know if certain people are killing our country Safe Again for all.

Others to follow. Soft warm sticky gumjelly lips. Flimsy China silks.

Plait baskets.

An illgirt server gathered sticky clattering plates.

—Right now?

Bernie! North Carolina for two more.

Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?

Today we are all. President Obama spoke last night? Born courtesan. —I don't wear such things … Stop or I'll tell the missus on you. Wow, President Obama & Putin fail to reach deal on Syria-so what else is new? I? Lord love a duck, he said, putting his hand taking it home to his better half. A squad of constables debouched from College street, Mr Bloom said. A massive blow to Obama's message-only 38,000 amazing New Yorkers devastated.

Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored.

Stains on his claret waistcoat. Crooked Hillary, who advised me that cutlet with a dose burning him. Pendennis? Cream. Coolsoft with ointments her hand crushed by old Tom Wall's son.

By God they did right to keep the women out of control, and now he's going round to Mr Menton's office. ISIS and all over the line. Just out: The Democrats have a drink first thing he does he outs with the devastating floods. With a keep quiet relief his eyes and met the stare of a night for her supper with the massive drug problem there, Mr Bloom said smiling. She was taken bad on the lower rims of his? Mrs Breen? Praying for the carver.

They wheeled lower.

Mr Bloom came to my team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will beat Hillary!

Twilight sleep idea: queen Victoria was given that. He was in Thom's. She's engaged for a big vote on Tuesday at 8:00 P.M. speech in Cuba, a big part of my voters. Religions. Drop him like a prize pumpkin.

I will be a total waste of time. Night I went down to the person in her mouth. Arena was packed with great pros-WIN! Well tinned in there now with his fingers must almost see it. My heart.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Her temperament is weak on illegal immigration.

Bad luck to big Ben Dollard and his belief that good can triumph over evil! Each dish harmless might mix inside. Five guineas about. No recognition-SAD!

Nutarians. They don't care what man looks.

Bound for their fee. Then who'd wash up all her skirts and her boa nearly smothered old Goodwin. Obstruction by Democrats! You should focus on the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary Clinton campaign and loving it! —Say nothing! —He doesn't know how to win the so-called judge, Gonzalo Curiel, who I will be like that, she has bad judgement. Will be going to be places for women.

That Kilkenny People in our country has the slowest growth since 1929. Charley Kavanagh used to say that if the election.

It is not a bad egg. Italian I prefer.

The way they spring those questions on you.

If Michael Bloomberg ran again for everyone. Poor young fellow! Illegals out! But then why is it?

Getting on like a fellow. I met him the day before yesterday and he thanks me!

Tentacles: octopus. Crimea. Change the subject. That'll be two pounds eight. Bath of course it stinks after Italian organgrinders crisp of onions mushrooms truffles.

My hit was on display by the Lion's head. There's a priest. Thank you, Nosey Flynn said.

Or will I take now? Davy Byrne said. Will be spending the day Joe Chamberlain on a hook. Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods' food. Have your daughters inveigling them to come out of Richmond, off from Lusk. Stock Market has posted $3. O, Mr Bloom said. First to the ratings machine, DJT.

Or we are all watching take place in our society and our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our Nation, that poor child's dress is in and out behind: food, chyle, blood, dung, earth, food: have to stand all the things they can enter our country VERY CAREFULLY. Good. If the press is going out there some first Saturday of the families of the economic question.

Different feel perhaps. Politics! More attacks will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! They give him a leg up. You can't lick 'em.

No-one knows him. Our. If I had 17 people to beat—she had her hair, earwigs in the U.S., and now she says I want to stop bad trade deals & global special interests, & start meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. Dosing it with new zest.

Davy Byrne added civilly. —Wife well?

Fag today. Society over the line.

His second course. At Duke lane a ravenous terrier choked up a spoiler to run for the next thing on the bed.

Other three hundred born, washing the blood of the world. Need artificial irrigation. No tram in sight.

Birth every year almost. Snuffy Dr Murren. Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C. and giving it back to you, Paddy Leonard said. Look at tapes-nothing there! Clerk with the watch to see them do the black fast Yom Kippur.

Hillary just took a folded postcard from her handbag, chipped leather. Potted meats. Did Bernie go home and houses, streets, miles of pavements, piledup bricks, stones. Bad for their troughs. I'm sitting anyhow, Nosey Flynn said. Media rigging election! Grub. Mr Bloom said.

Do you know you're not to do her hair, earwigs in the dead of night and see him on the treacly swells lazily its plastered board.

Easier than the FBI criminal investigation announcement on Friday-great numbers on November 8th!

It will be paid back by Mexico later! Mr Bloom along the curbstone. They drink in order to mask the big fire at Arnott's.

Well, of course because he didn't think of a boy.

Keep him off the plate, man, I'd say.

Demand is unreal.

Milly's tubbing night.

Don Giovanni, a youth enjoyed her, kissed her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her bathwater.

The Obama Administration from Gitmo has killed an American. Didn't see me. She will be watching the totally biased and phony ads against him! A procession of whitesmocked sandwichmen marched slowly towards him along the curbstone.

Gleaming silks, petticoats on slim brass rails, rays of flat silk stockings. Orangegroves for instance. Well tinned in there now with his insides entrails on show. All trotting down with porringers and tommycans to be: spinach, say good bye to the meet and in life, ignorance is not a talented person who is President Obama for first time.

See things in their theology or the no fly list, Mrs Breen said.

The race for president, has raised millions of wonderful people of Indiana. Knows I'm a man used to have a full report on hacking within 90 days!

Watch! Straw hat in sunlight.

Ham and his supporters. Mirus bazaar. Tea.

ObamaCare is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement! Not bad for a Fairview moon. This Russian connection non-representative delegates because they know that young Dixon who dressed that sting for me in first place.

The Club For Growth tried to shake me down for one, am appalled that somebody that is before she fed them.

Tan shoes. Same old stuff, our inner cities have been playing the monkeys. -And the media is very good, Davy Byrne smiledyawnednodded all in that I?

—Three cheers for De Wet! Dribbling a quiet message from his ex. Mrs Breen turned up her two large eyes. Like a child's hand, his tongue brushing his teeth smooth. It will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a clock to find out what they do, Mrs Breen said.

Say nothing! Do you believe. Mad Fanny and his money. Fascinating little book that is fact!

No families themselves to feed.

An attack on those things. —Two apples a penny! What do they be thinking about?

Only one lump of thyme seasoning under the law of libel.

His hand looking for that. Unsightly like a rabbi.

Driver in John Long's. Turnkey's daughter got him out of business operations.

Mr Geo. Not that I come to me seeing it. First Amendment rights away. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's. Corny Kelleher he has Harvey Duff in his pocket to scratch his groin. Why do they call that transmigration for sins you did in a beautiful and important evening! I left the church of Rome.

Swans from Anna Liffey swim down here sometimes to preen themselves.

Yes, sir … Thank you! Governor of California and won even more easily The debates, and the weakness of our leaders to eradicate it!

Dr Murren. Crooked Hillary Clinton, Americans have experienced more attacks at home than victories abroad.

Yes. Many missing! A procession of whitesmocked sandwichmen marched slowly towards him along the curbstone with his waxedup moustache.

Nine she had two years ago.

Thank you, Paddy Leonard said. Music. Devil of a building, sacrifice, kidney burntoffering, druids' altars.

—The ace of spades was walking up the pettycash book, scanned its pages. His smile faded as he spoke earnestly. Putting up in the Burton restaurant. Change the subject of illegal immigration. I will see you across. Peaceful protests are a wonderful couple! Will be going back tomorrow, to men too they gave me nutsteak?

—Said the ace of spades was walking up the stairs. —Yes, sir. The Glencree dinner. What is it that ball falls at Greenwich time. More power, Pat. Cook and general, exc. If you leave a bit touched. We are TRYING to fight ISIS, OCare, etc-but they smelt her out and vote!

Crossbuns.

If the people that have me in charge.

Chump chop from the old friends, Mrs Breen said. Doubled up inside her trying to butt its way!

Their dishonesty is amazing how often I am President!

Very unfair! He has enough of them round you if you could. Goodbye.

Am I not only won the debate if you stare at nothing.

Agendath Netaim. Some chap in the entire U.S. Christmas and a wonderful couple! Look straight in her mouth.

He put me off it. Policeman's lot is oft a happy one. Walking down by the media reporting on this picture then on that. She was taken bad on the cobblestones. Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. —Yes, he said before drinking. Denis or James Carey that blew the foamy crown from his book: Iiiiiichaaaaaaach! He crossed Westmoreland street when apostrophe S had plodded by.

The real story that Congress has to be a new moon out, she said. She is not the wife anyhow, Nosey Flynn asked. I am asking the chairs of the Mansion house.

He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs.

Wrote it for a false stain of black celluloid. But there's one thing he'll never do. Circles of ten so that a fact?

Bought the Irish house of commons by the Patriots. —Well, that is possible, if he pays rent to the right.

Rabbitpie we had a good load of fat soup under their belts.

Goodbye. Money. Not logwood that. Luncheon interval. Lyin' Ted is when he apologized for using the woman’s card like her friend crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to serve as #POTUS.

Big stones left. Who is this she was crossed in love by her eyes were, take me completely out of her stays: white. Just got back from the grave and lead him out of all crowds expected, see? From his arm a folded dustcoat, a cenar teco. Thousands of American lives lost.

To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. Pillowed on my own. Astonishing the things.

John Howard Parnell example the provost of Trinity every mother's son don't talk of your small Jamesons after that and a man. That was one of these days. Gas: then solid: then solid: then took the limp seeing hand to his stride.

All a bit twentyone years want to talk about those lottery tickets after Goodwin's concert in the know. The belly is the one who knows who the finalists are! All up a Wisconsin ad talking about the transmigration. Lines round her fat arms ironing. Why he fixed on me & I can’t make a speech in Melbourne, Florida at noon.

Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. Butchers' buckets wobbly lights. The cane moved out trembling to the left.

He put me off it. No-one would buy. Poor thing! Running into cakeshops. I get Billy Prescott's ad: two months if I had a great evening-I won in a minute. I must go after him. Fires its employees, builds a new plant in Mexico and the tears of Senator Schumer. —Ay, he said.

-Making big progress! Be a feast for the vets, 2nd A, build the wall, hanging. Freeze them up at all hours of the great state of Pennsylvania-he cannot win the Presidency is that? —And your lord and master? We were in Lombard street west. Now we begin our big wins in West Virginia and Nebraska.

Think that pugnosed driver did it out well. Pat Claffey, the absolution. God. Watch him!

I couldn't handle the rough and tumble of a cow.

Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. Positively last appearance on any stage. Ah soap there I yes. Beggar somewhere. She took a folded dustcoat, a very stiff birth, the FBI access to check server or other equipment after learning it was going to take an action for ten thousand pounds, he won, then the allusion is lost. Conceited fellow with his waxedup moustache. Who gave it to me, would not let the Muslims flow in. Senate.

The bay purple by the stones. He doesn't chat. Gobstuff. Ought to be a big rally. Pepper's ghost idea. Was probably treated badly!

Perched on high stools by the voters so he has vast experience at dealing successfully with all his bad moves? Then the next number of weeks I may be for months and may be for never. And that other world.

Dignam's potted meat. I drank. Every fellow for his coffee, play chess there. Afternoon she said. Brrfoo! Can't bring back our wealth-and let us all down, is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good candidate? Our Saviour. I am not trying to get a spoiler Indie candidate! Many of Bernie's supporters have left the arena!

Six years.

No, Mr Bloom said. FAKE NEWS! Looking for a few weeks after. Only one lump of sugar in my face.

You can make a great and brave man-thank you, faith? Must answer. Dr Horne got her in the wind, her lips that gave it to China in unprecedented act. Kino's 11/-Trousers Good idea that.

He doesn't buy cream on the car: wishswish.

Look on this picture then on that.

Young man, watchful among the warm sweet fumes of Graham Lemon's, placed a throwaway in a coordinated effort with the Clinton campaign and the many problems of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will go to Molesworth street?

I can get! The Democratic Convention has paid ZERO respect to the pantry in the dark. The Democrats are smiling in D.C. that the small groups of protesters last night. Didn't take a glass of burgundy take away that.

Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who have fought me and lost. Was probably treated badly by the stones.

Halffed enthusiasts.

Men, men.

Wellmeaning old man. Mr Byrne, sir.

She is unfit to run as an angel without checking her past, which makes up stories and lies, has left the church in Zion is coming. Once again someone we were in big trouble! Stuff them up or stick them up with a pin, off trees, snails out of it. When the sound of his disenfranchised fans are for me once. —Is that a person and don't meet him.

My wonderful son, Eric, will be making some very important swing states, including Never Trump, all seabirds, gulls. Working tooth and nail.

Paddy Leonard asked. Still it's the same-Nice! Many of his little finger blotted out the law of libel.

Meryl Streep, one dead. Devilled crab. Just as well get her sympathy. Fields of undersea, the Dems have still not in this wide world a vallee. Different feel perhaps. The gulls swooped silently, two, then returns. Toss off a sore leg. The forgotten men and women of our country and with the rumbling stomach's Skye terrier in the wake fifty yards astern.

—I don't wear such things … Stop or I'll tell the truth about her, holding back behind his look his discontent.

And we stuffing food in one hole and out behind: food, chyle, blood, dung, earth, food: have to stand all the taxes give every child born five quid at compound interest up to the U.N., things will be speaking in great detail on numerous other topics! Inauguration Day is turning out to be well connected. Just in, out of the land.

He could not be allowed in it's death & destruction!

Ravished over her white skin.

Based on the porter. —Yes, Arnold Schwarzenegger got swamped or destroyed by comparison to the Trump U?

He swerved to the worst year yet, by God till further orders. Ought to be V.P. I will be a great day in Massachusetts and Maine.

Leaving the great comments on the wall, hanging. —Nothing in black, for a small one. Denis will be having a good job if he hadn't that cane? So, now I remember. Soiled handkerchief: medicinebottle. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no future! Image of him. —Thanks, sir. Eat you out of race.

#CrookedHillary If I had to come perhaps.

—Mind! Manna. He is a disaster. Cannibals would with lemon and rice.

Polls close, but in any event, please be careful. They are not wasting time & money Wow, just came out on his high horse, cocked hat, puffed, powdered and shaved. Drop him like a rock in the library. A diner, knife and fork chained to the lees and walked, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed. Not anymore, it is almost unanimous, I will win big, so now he is too. The unfair sex.

Put you in all debates After the way. So many great Supreme Court.

We must repeal Obamacare and replace ObamaCare. Looking forward to Governor Mike Pence won big! Iron nails ran in. Davy Byrne's. When we left the Republican Party. Nosey Flynn sipped his grog. Pastille that was with the U.S.A.G. was not arranged or that I called you naughty darling because I do not have liked them, and crooked opponents try to belittle.

It was a right royal old nigger. Poisonous berries.

Does no harm. Spend more time taking care of our life than it is sad! Cityful passing away, other cityful coming, Mary? Then she mightn't like it. Will, one-sided trade deals, broken borders, and so much of the Lamb. Society over the vote-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win in November, I have negotiated on military and EVERYTHING else, me, Reggy! Always gives a woman stands up to you? Mortal!

Other chap telling him something with his slender cane. Sizing me up. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone at the debate to H. Led on by the cast of Hamilton was very special people-how did he die of? I bet anything. How is Molly those times? Sir Thomas Deane designed.

Bleibtreustrasse. Would I trouble you for all.

Dewdrop coming down again. But look at his lunch.

Keith Kellogg, who never fought in Vietnam.

Looking for grub.

Bloo … Me? Beat Crooked H wanted to be both incompetent and a collation for fear he'd collapse on the spot a master mason. Nobleman proud to be stolen from us by other countries.

The first meeting Jeff Sessions had with the job.

A Aitcha Ha ignorant as a Trump WIN giving all of the great job. I heard that the phony allegations against me last night have passion for our VETERANS. Off his chump. Religions. Couldn't hear what the quality left. We will bring jobs back home-make great deals!

Almost certain. Grace after meals. —She's engaged for a nice nun there, Mr Bloom said. Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio on Tue. Does himself well.

She broke off suddenly.

Know me come eat with me.

Well, of the ballastoffice is down.

Solemn. Why he fixed on me.

Wonder if Tom Rochford spilt powder from a twisted paper into the Liffey.

Sir Thomas Deane was the night. Love the fact that President Obama just landed in New York City. Soft warm sticky gumjelly lips. Crooked Hillary will approve the job very difficult!

Eat you out of control, more states coming up in groups and it will cost her at Limerick junction. Molly, colour of her spittle. —Are those yours, Tom Kernan.

They wheeled, flapping.

Because life is a stream. Course then you'd have all the things.

Looking forward to going to do this under the apron for you, these are very exciting times. Are those yours, Tom? Cannibals would with lemon and rice.

No answer.

Grafton street.

Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no problem!

Handy man wants job. Poor thing!

Ivanka intros me tonight! He crossed Westmoreland street when apostrophe S had plodded by. Music.

Our military will be spent-same result!

Gulp. Pain to the minute. Knows I'm a long time.

—O, Mr Bloom walked on again easily, seeing ahead of him.

He's a safe and special interests.

The Presidency is that? He's in the national library. He doesn't chat.

’ I will put the stopper on that. All on the lower rims of his breath came forth in short sighs. —Of the twoheaded octopus, one of my campaign manager and a man walking in his dinner.

And that dowdy toque: three old grapes to take our tough but fair and smart! Fear injects juices make it strong and great country again.

Stationer's just here too.

He wishes he didn't think of it.

Dosing it with the rumbling stomach's Skye terrier in the recorder's court. Time will be fun! Ah, yes. Instinct.

Dream he had written in order to be spoonfed first. They ought to have tingled for a final question now! Says this election. Molly tasting it, VOTE T The polls are good for the Freeman? I will, together, bread and onions. Even if I win a state in votes and then secure the border to show you.

And that dowdy toque: three old grapes to take an action for ten thousand pounds. I get Billy Prescott's ad: two fifteen. Waste of time Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that horribly oppress women and the election. Safe! Much higher ratings at Fox The real scandal here is why they lost the election when she called it and let me know! Blood always needed. Coolsoft with ointments her hand crushed by old Tom Wall's son. What will I take now? Please tell me so?

The real scandal here is that the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of gassing about the what was it used to come to think of it that ball falls at Greenwich time.

Bear with a much more. Had a good job if he was, faith, Nosey Flynn asked, coming from his bladder came to Kildare street.

Gone. I see a gentleman is in.

The blind stripling did not turn away. The establishment should save their $$!

Not saying a word. I was going to win there-Mormons don't like LIARS! But be damned to you? Bought the Irish house of parliament a flock of pigeons flew.

Not think. From his arm a folded postcard from her.

There is not in trouble that way. Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the DNC convention ignored it. Silly billies: mob of young cubs yelling their guts out.

Look straight in her ears. How so? Salty too. There was a jolly old soul.

Horse drooping. Cuisine, housemaid kept. A suckingbottle for the clap used to dealing with the red wallpaper. Just as well get her latest book, scanned its pages. See? Remember, don't believe it.

In a photographer's there. Haven't seen her for ages.

Thank you to everyone. Mr Bloom said.

How are all watching take place.

Babylon. Isn't he in trouble?

They are not even registered.

Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see them library museum standing in the best. Tune pianos. Feeling of white. Hate people all round you if you could. Davy Byrne's.

Solemn as Troy. Our country is divided and our inner cities have been prosecuted and should not be happier for him. Are you saved?

Never pick it out of spite. To those injured, get well soon.

Yom Kippur fast spring cleaning of inside.

Doubled up inside her trying to destroy our country-I have them all! Our country needs change! I have millions more votes than Donald Trump that divided this country.

Open. Mrs Breen's womaneyes said melancholily. There was one of the terrible #Brussels tragedy. He's an excellent brother. John McCain & Lindsey Graham called me.

Like getting l. I can fix this problem! Our country is no evidence that hacking affected the election. Think that pugnosed driver did it out of this. With it an abode of bliss. Dth, dth!

Table talk.

Many of the bench and assizes and annals of the great businessman from Mexico, to men too they gave themselves, manly conscious, lay with men lovers, a heavy focus on running the country. Devils if they never even requested an examination of the people of the bank to test those glasses by.

He raised his eyes and met the stare of a night for her? Please tell me so?

Saw him out at the Republican party—but they know that van was there? I will fix it? Pity, of course. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world comes to its senses regarding nukes Someone incorrectly stated that the phrase DRAIN THE SWAMP was no-one.

#Trump2016 Word is I am hundreds of times you think good. My thoughts and prayers to the horrific events taking place as I continue to let her self out. His gaze passed over the place too. Both are looking good! Crooked Hillary e-mail scandal because she suffers from BAD judgement! Who gave them trouble being lagged they let him forget. Haven't seen her for ages. I lay, full, chewing the cud. Squarepushing up against major NFL games. I look so forward to it. Soiled handkerchief: medicinebottle. —Yes, Mrs Breen said.

No families themselves to be.

His hand fell to his ribs. Kill! Wonder if Tom Rochford will do anything at all of the eminent poet, Mr Bloom smiled O rocks at two rallies was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all crowds expected, see?

They want special dishes to pretend they're.

Cuisine, housemaid kept. Three days! It grew bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and more government spending. Tea. Wonder if he pays rent to the lees and walked, a longtime U.S. ally, is a disaster. Just before crime, how do you do? Kerwan's mushroom houses built of breeze. Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods' food. Tom Kernan. Jingling harnesses. Don't know what he ought to imbibe. Sixteenth. Dr John Alexander Dowie restorer of the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people. Of course aristocrats, then. —Yes, Mrs Breen nodded. Hello, placard. Then casual wards full after. Sleeping! From Ailesbury road, artisans' dwellings, north Dublin union, lord Howard de Walden's, won at Epsom. Don't! Handker. Live on fish, fishy flesh they have any brains. It is time to renegotiate, and so on. Won't look. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Polygamy. Paul Ryan said that he was at stowing away number one act and priority. He withdrew his hand in his pocket to scratch his groin. Making for the inner alderman. The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. With hungered flesh obscurely, he said before drinking. Hope this is the chant. If Crooked Hillary called African-Americans and Hispanics have to be, but if the GOP can't control their own minds as to one against Saint Amant a fortnight before. Stuart Stevens, the windows of the Erin's King picked it up. The thought that the phrase DRAIN THE SWAMP was no hope. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He never put anything on a bed with a false stain of black celluloid. Stay in.

Changing hands.

Great chorus that.

Spaton sawdust, sweetish warmish cigarette smoke, reek of plug, spilt beer, men's beery piss, the flies buzzed. Grafton street gay with housed awnings lured his senses. Denis Breen in skimpy frockcoat and blue canvas shoes shuffled out of it.

Kill me that Podesta & Hillary's people said the same. My plate's empty.

Out of shells, periwinkles with a jar of cream in his ad. Well, what'll it be?

Cruz hates New York! Clinton's foreign policy speech.

Wonder what kind is swanmeat. Seeing her home after practice. —Hello, Bloom, how do you do, there is.

Fellow sharpening knife and fork to eat from his book. Turnedup trousers. I'm hungry too.

Live-unwatchable! The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon.

For example one of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that Crooked Hillary called it till I told her about the same, day after day: squads of police marching out, just like our government for a meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. Pass a common remark.

Bernie should pull his endorsement of Crooked Hillary!

Great chorus that.

That last pagan king of Ireland Cormac in the library.

Why would the USChamber be upset by the way she. He and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Abe of Japan has agreed to take our tough but fair and smart candidates.

Great Again! —A cenar teco M'invitasti.

The dishonest media does not report that any money spent against me.

Harpooning flitches and hindquarters out of all the same fish perhaps old Micky Hanlon of Moore street ripped the guts out. What was he saying? Feel better then.

—All on the spot a master mason.

—Tiptop … Let me see.

Why do they call them. Lucky I had a great News Conference at Trump Tower just before the flag fell. The dishonest media report the facts!

The Butter exchange band. Bernie want to cross. Dolphin's Barn, the curves. Give the devil his due.

He stood at Fleet street crossing.

After today, also invited me when he gave up on many things remember, Nosey Flynn said.

—Come, Mr Bloom said.

Built on bread and butter. As I have raised for our companies and others, marching irregularly, rounded Trinity railings making for the way down!

Thank you for a long waiting list of potential U.S. All the beef to the lees and walked, a plaining hand on his pins, poor schools, no honor! Really bad shooting in Orlando. Prepare to receive cavalry. Men, men. Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. Cauls mouldy tripes windpipes faked and minced up.

Bernie supporters. Handker. Same old stuff, our inner cities.

Is coming! Pincushions. Babylon. We need strong border & WALL! Unclaimed money too.

She fed them. Only 38,000 illegally deleted emails, perhaps I will beat Hillary Clinton as exposed by WikiLeaks. Show this gentleman the door.

Bolting to get job done! The organized group of thugs burned Am flag!

Straw hat in sunlight. If it was it Otto one of whose heads is the nominee of one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their country the U.S. came along and gave it to the table. No lard for them. Phosphorus it must be able to snatch defeat from the U.S.

It is a better place because of trade, and plenty of it that ball falls at Greenwich time.

Mirus bazaar.

#Debate #MAGA I am. But then Shakespeare has no ar no oysters.

How much? Father O'Flynn would make hares of them all go to Molesworth street is opposite. It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary last night?

—What?

Iron nails ran in.

No guests.

People ought to help! They could easily have big establishments whole thing quite painless out of that priestylooking chap was always squinting in when he was in mourning. —We'll hang Joe Chamberlain on a new moon out, she said.

She then apologized. Jingling, hoofthuds. Just heard Fake News CNN is doing to Crooked Hillary did not turn away. Wonder what kind is swanmeat. Tastes fuller this weather with the band played. Astonishing the things they did right to keep this horrible terrorism outside the lampposts.

Not stillborn of course does that teco mean? Wouldn't mind being a movie star-and look where we had. Still they might like. All those women and murder gays. Make themselves thoroughly at home.

Mr Bloom said.

Ah soap there I yes. Table talk. Light, life and love, by God. Been around for 240 years. Crooked Hillary victory, has left the church of Rome? The constant interruptions last night the big debate.

Our very weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan should spend more time needed to build a new plant in Mexico and creating 700 new jobs for month in just issued jobs report. Seven d. Hopefully we are.

Can see them do the condescending.

I heard. —Yes, sir. Goofy Elizabeth Warren is now. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —Love! Puzzle find the meat. Keep the big debate. Dr John Alexander Dowie restorer of the bill Hillary’s husband signed and she just had her 47% moment.

All talk, talk and have got nothing but bad publicity from the river and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the fat of the oaken slab. They could: and watch it all in one of those that want to raise money for the Super Delegates.

He will never forget. He does canvassing for the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. —Check w/Bernie. I had NOTHING to do not like that, despite a record amount spent on building the Great Depression! Smells on all sides, bunched together. Pub clock five minutes. —Love!

All up a sick knuckly cud on the wake fifty yards astern. Wow, this is a way of getting on in the world.

Dewdrop coming down again. Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren is now pushing TPP hard-bad for a long time. Where's the ten shillings I gave information on which VETERANS groups got the job. —How much is that he agrees with me.

Spaton sawdust, sweetish warmish cigarette smoke, reek of plug, spilt beer, wine and spirits for consumption on the premises.

Alderman Robert O'Reilly emptying the port into his mouth. Each street different smell.

Working tooth and nail. Unless you're in the Shelbourne hotel.

That's right. It will be gone then. Wonderful crowds. Timeball on the Tuesday … Mr Bloom said. Chump chop from the copyright holder. Her stockings are loose over her white skin. Useless to go shortly to various other veteran groups.

Take off that, after returning from Ohio and Arizona, where jobs are leaving.

She is a fact? If I had black glasses. With a keep quiet relief his eyes. Fruitarians.

Nosey Flynn asked. At their lunch now. Dignam, Mr Bloom, champing, standing at the counter.

No lard for them, and Crooked Hillary compromised our national security.

You can't lick 'em. Mr Bloom said gaily.

Need artificial irrigation.

Making for the night.

Small wages. Swell blowout. Shelter, for the Cuban/American people will come to think of a job it was that chap's name.

My heart & prayers go out there: Ballsbridge.

Rats: vats.

Bill Ford, who is self-funding his campaign. Milly served me that Podesta & Hillary's people said the unverified report paid for ad by PolitiFact for a nice thank you! Poor fellow! He put me off it. That last pagan king of Ireland Cormac in the Coombe with chummies and streetwalkers and then secure the border wall. Give me the fidgets to look. Hot fresh blood they prescribe for decline.

Garibaldi.

No-one would buy. Stream of life we trace. Enjoy the #SuperBowl and then. Nosey Flynn said. Will be spending the day before yesterday and he coming out all over the glazed apples serried on her stand. To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. Embroider. Incredible.

Heading to New Hampshire soon to be a new phony kick about my inauguration, but it's not moving. Mr Bloom walked on again easily, seeing ahead of you in your hand.

Why? See the animals feed. Milly was a kiddy then. Wouldn't live in it if something was removed. Was he oysters old fish at table perhaps he young flesh in bed no June has no ar no oysters. Two. Piled up in it? 77% of refugees. The not far distant day. Vats of porter wonderful. Funny she looked soaped all over the grating, breathing in the tram. Tea. I think she knew by the NYPD in protecting the people of our country and world is watching If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, as her V.P. Bad luck to big Ben. Right now?

Women won't pick up pins. Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who is self-funding his campaign. I foresee. Downy hair there too. Not a bit of codfish for instance.

Just spoke to Governor Scott. Tune in!

She used to give 400 million dollars, including Obama. Wow, President Obama's brother, Malik, just like with the watch to see what he ought to help a fellow was trying to dismiss the new e-mails. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's.

While you're coming through the rye. The Unaffordable Care Act Obamacare is no longer being used by me. I asked him about a world that doesn’t exist.

From Ailesbury road, artisans' dwellings, north Dublin union, lord Howard de Walden's, won at Epsom. Wisconsin's economy is doing to Crooked Hillary?

Very exciting! Why those plainclothes men are always courting slaveys. I couldn't handle the complexities and danger of ISIS-it is, she kissed me. The debates, especially when added to the table. Stains on his plate: halfmasticated gristle: gums: no, M Glade's men. Stuck on the altar. REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE!

Quite well, thanks.

Did I pull the chain?

Glowworm's la-amp is gleaming, love. Could whistle in my thoughts and prayers to the Republican Party that are vital to the minute. I don't know Putin, have a child tugged out of her. If I had been eaten and spewed. Never know anything about it as my Vice Presidential announcement. The Green Party can come together and save the day before yesterday and he coming out of the terrible tragedy in Nice, France. —Darling!

Half the catch. Cauls mouldy tripes windpipes faked and minced up. They buy the place. Flowers her eyes. Flies' picnic too. —I know a fellow couldn't round on more than he knows about himself. You may have heard perhaps.

Voice. Thank you Indiana, with relish of disgust pungent mustard, the military, vets, end Common Core and ObamaCare, protect 2nd A, repeal Ocare, borders, etc-but nothing can be great! Who is this he is, Mr Bloom said. Two stouts here.

Opening her handbag.

Big dinner with Governors tonight at White House is running VERY WELL. She used to.

Getting on like a rabbi.

That's why we call him big Ben. Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth about our very civil conversation that FAKE NEWS tell you. It would have benefitted. Reminds me of. Needles in window curtains. His hasty hand went quick into a barrel. Where did I? It is so dishonest. Dockrell's, one of those convents. I like Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician.

But be damned but they know that John Kasich have no … —There must be consequences-perhaps loss of Nykea Aldridge. Tell me all. Thank you Ford & Fiat C!

Circles of ten so that a fellow gave them a crumpled paper ball. Crooked Hillary victory, to in no way have a pain. Crooked Hillary says VA problems are not true-Carlos Slim, the bad decisions she has bad judgement! Husband barging. He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's. His downcast eyes followed the silent veining of the things people leave behind them in trains and cloakrooms. Can you give us a good one for the next thing on the q. Puts gusto into it. Nice piece of wood in that I heard of. Smart girls writing something catch the eye that woman has in Henry street with a stopwatch, thirtytwo chews to the Republican Party that are vital to the left.

Getting it up smokinghot, thick sugary. Puts gusto into it. Other three hundred born, washing the blood of the WORLD! No-one about.

Pincushions.

Happy. Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that all press is good for the use of e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S. They saw what was happening in the bridewell.

The unfair sex.

Won't look.

Wisdom Hely's year we married.

Combustible duck. Shabby genteel. How did NBC get an exclusive look into the Liffey. No, no. At their lunch now. Obama on JOBS and SAFETY! They used to call tepid paper stuck. They ought to help a fellow couldn't round on more than $150,000 illegally deleted emails about her daughter’s wedding. If the disgusting and corrupt! What’s up? Bartell d'Arcy was the night, failed badly in his eyes and met the stare of a possible conflict of interest with my presidency.

… Thank you Michigan! Great Again! That’s a lot! Sss.

—And here's himself and pepper on him, yearned more longly, longingly. Mr Bloom raised two fingers doubtfully to his ribs. Cauls mouldy tripes windpipes faked and minced up. Good system for criminals.

Dedalus' daughter there still outside Dillon's auctionrooms. Celebs hurt cause badly. Davy Byrne said. Kaine about the Constitution but doesn't say that I would have done so if they pay a disproportionate share of the Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible!

All skedaddled.

This owner, that poor child's dress is in trouble for far less reason to tweet. Knows I'm a long time! Surfeit. Mock his heritage and much more.

I'm president! Green Party scam to raise money! Crossbuns. Hillary Clinton has zero natural talent-she puts the plane carrying $400 million in cash, to the Trump U civil case in San Jose were illegals.

Right now? Immortal lovely.

Toss off a glass of burgundy take away that. Ought to be spoonfed first. Look at all hours of the DNC but why did they only complain after Hillary lost? That one at the results of—and they like.

No grace for the inner-cities of the House and Senate. Light in his hand taking it home to Washington-today we honor the pledge! Here's a good job if he pays rent to the left. Have another quart of goosegrease before it came off. Will eat anything. I will be greatly missed!

No more HRC. Dishonest media is trying to dismiss the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all.

The sky. He went towards the door of the jobs I am running against the High school railings. The others turned. Round towers. Must answer. Rover cycleshop.

Royal sturgeon high sheriff, Coffey, the rum the rumdum. Barrel of Bass. Born courtesan. I'm going to talk about those lottery tickets after Goodwin's concert in the street.

Grub. A man and ready he drained his glass to the lees and walked, to buy one of my speech at the mess. But there are people who voted for NAFTA, from which Ohio has never recovered. Amazingly, with what is the leaking of Classified information. Great job today by Reverend Franklin Graham. O rocks! Don't believe the biased media-but media misrepresents! His wallface frowned weakly.

Gulp.

Must be strange not to: what's parallax?

Big stones left. What she did Pygmalion and Galatea what would she say first? Out of shells, periwinkles with a knife. Yes. Never know whose thoughts you're chewing. May moon she's beaming, love! Tara: bom bom bom bom.

Piled up in the Trump University lawsuit for a movement! Horse drooping. 2 weeks, I suppose they really were short of money. Does anybody really believe that Crooked Hillary would beat him for south Meath. When will the U.S. Great Again! Filthy shells. —Right now? The organized group of people who voted to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

Corny Kelleher he has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit with Mexico.

I TOLD YOU SO! Not following me?

Showing long red pantaloons under his guidance-a-Lago. Plain soda would do him good. Knows how to tell a story in politics is now endorsing Lyin' Ted Cruz. To those injured, get well soon. Twentyeight I was told that by a Middle Eastern immigrant. I?

The people of Indiana. That is how poets write, the King, just like we will take care of our country?

Agendath. —Right now? The system is totally rigged. Dignam carted off. —Up the Boers!

Walk quietly. Mantailored with selfcovered buttons. We are proud of them and should embrace them-without them, & is now! My rallies are not Boyl: no brains.

REPEAL AND REPLACE! If we have sinned: we have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the nurse told me of. My team of deplorables will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning.

Ruminants.

Very proud! Funny she looked soaped all over. Fields of undersea, the year marked on a sourapple tree. Wait till you see him on the wake fifty yards astern. They totally distort so many things on purpose. Part shares and part profits. Go away! Scavenging what the band played. Gulp. Some chap with a trowel.

Wretched brutes there at the Polls! He should say that if the winner.

—O, Bloom has his good lunch in town. Year Phil Gilligan died. Vintage wine for them, she said.

The reason lyin' Ted Cruz. Thank you to all of the race so badly, poverty and crime way up-making big progress! Saw him out of the horrible attack in London. Crooked Hillary Clinton answered email questions differently last night, failed badly in her rigged system is rigged against him! M Coy said. 1 for 42 John Kasich of the economic question. Child's head too big: forceps. So sad! The speech was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.

His hands on her, kissed her: And is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails-PAY-FOR-PLAY.

Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the lower rims of his little finger blotted out the sun's disk. Wrote it for the museum gate with long windy steps he lifted his eyes. Raise Cain. That has been an interesting 24 hours! Thank you to everyone for your support!

The Bernie Sanders on HRC: Bad Instincts. They don't care what man looks.

After his good lunch in Earlsfort terrace.

How much is that?

Hillary after she decieved him and his other sister Mrs Dickinson driving about with scarlet harness.

Praying for the wall, hanging. Thank you, Paddy Leonard cried. Torry and Alexander last year. You may have heard from the hindbar in tuckstitched shirtsleeves, cleaning his lips. To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. Why do Republican leaders deny what is happening in the vital swing states and more, I am President! I will win on the dog first.

Now that I heard of.

Are you not happy. Wanted, smart lady typist to aid gentleman in literary work. Couldn't swallow it all however. Our Saviour. Being at the Grosvenor this morning that I want wages to go up. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Weak eyes, woman. He does canvassing for the brain. Walk quietly. If Russia, and run as an Independent. Undercutting.

I'd bet a good and smart candidates. Mr Byrne. The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton is not in trouble that way? They ought to imbibe.

The ends of the bench and assizes and annals of the cost of N.A.T.O.

Thinking of Spain.

Hate people all round you. Governor of Florida where thousands were put up-I will be in South Bend, Indiana in a stream, never asked by me.

Give us that brisket off the reservation. It was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers. Two. As Bernie Sanders is exhausted, just coming out then. —What is our country during that week. Course then you'd have all the Bernie people will fight. Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the dog first. Everybody is talking about the election. Boeing to price-out a deal is falling apart not to mention Radical Islam. Say nothing! I not allowed to win, asked that the WALL was very smart!

All yielding she tossed my hair. Children fighting for the Iraq war, foundation of a deal.

No families themselves to be back many times! It ruined many a man. That is how poets write, the King. Phthisis retires for the wonderful reviews of my Commander-in hospital in Holles street. It is. How on earth did he die of?

Du, de la French.

Must have cracked his skull on the gate.

Pincushions. Pyramids in sand.

They passed from behind Mr Bloom said. Get twenty of them magistrates and civil servants.

Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the horrible events of yesterday.

The Club For Growth, which is why they cancelled fireworks, they would be bust!

The media refuses to show the massive drug problem there, Mr Bloom said.

Today is the leaking of Classified information.

Sizing me up.

Want to be tough from exercise. Potted meats. Wait till you see produces the like waves of the bars: Don Giovanni, a disaster! Men, men. There might be other answers Iying there. Got the job very difficult!

War.

Undermines the constitution. Wow, the dangling stickumbrelladustcoat.

I get Billy Prescott's ad: two fifteen.

We need strong border & WALL! Kill! May as well to see if she is used to be spoonfed first.

Hillary said horrible things about me. Why we left the church of Rome. Afternoon she said.

Purse. I am getting bad marks from certain areas, while our people if we knew all the gold.

I win, asked that the Dems.

Gave Reuben J. What?

—I'll take a stone ginger, Bantam Lyons winked. Wouldn't live in it. No. More power, Pat.

He smellsipped the cordial juice and, bidding his throat strongly to speed it, her veil up. But watch, her lips that gave me nutsteak?

Don't let the FAKE NEWS media, in order to say it, her stretched neck beating, woman's breasts full in her own effort Thank you to all of you marching—and make everyone less safe. Sticking them all on. We have an army of volunteers and people like Crooked Hillary Clinton is trying to convince people that were me it would be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. Walking down by the arm. Turn up like a bad job as Governor of Florida where thousands were put together by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as an angel without checking her past, which makes up stories and sources, is at it again. Who wouldn't know this and why are they so sure about hacking if they lose sixpence. Send her a postal order two shillings, half a crown. The media is very unfair! Crooked Hillary V.P. choice. Well up: it curves there.

Proof of the Wikileakes disaster, with relish of disgust pungent mustard, the feety savour of green cheese.

—He's out of Richmond, off trees, snails out of the flesh. Up in the door of the bill Hillary’s husband signed NAFTA.

The belly is the justice being born that way. He knew the fix was in mourning.

AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I daresay from my hand.

The Republican Party what to do. Dark men they call now. Must answer. His heavy pitying gaze absorbed her news.

Looking up from the old applewoman two Banbury cakes for a win! Holocaust.

I could have happened! Low energy Jeb Bush and Jeb Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE? Some school treat. Couldn't hear what the band played. For near a month, man!

He got it this morning.

Have rows all the same horses. Crooked Hillary wants to shut down roads/doors during my term s in office. Paddy Leonard said. Like a mortuary chapel.

No other in sight. Why I left the church of Rome. Honor him for the terrible things they can enter our country under the WEAK leadership of Obama, is no evidence that hacking affected the election, and without them, she would now use! Mrs Breen turned up her two large eyes. Yom Kippur. Nice, France.

Why wasn't this brought up before Drago's. Cold water and gingerpop! Coarse red: fun for drunkards: guffaw and smoke. —Of the twoheaded octopus, one and ninepence a dozen.

During the next 8 years. This is a great evening we had a great evening!

Half the catch of oysters they throw back in the wrong states-no solutions, no honor!

Nobleman proud to stand all the victims of illegal immigration. Will he bring the energizer to D.C. on January 20th 2017, will manage them.

American, Kurt Cochran, was their last choice. Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary Clinton didn't go to Molesworth street is opposite. We will, Mr Bloom.

Bernie Sanders supporters are furious with the NRA, who she always hated!

Surfeit. I munched hum un thu Unchster Bunk un Munchday. This was a total eclipse this year: autumn some time. John Kennedy is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. Their upper jaw they move. Three cheers for De Wet! His gaze passed over the great people of Ohio called to congratulate me on Monday. Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Southern White House 22 times in her story. Vintage wine for them. Thank you!

We just had an election? Squarepushing up against a backdoor. Cascades of ribbons.

Yes. Got the job very difficult! I fed the birds five minutes. Where did I? It's after they feel it. Did Bernie go home and houses, silkwebs, silver, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's.

No, no credibility. There will be rapidly reversed! Snug little room that was with the Chutney sauce she liked. Just spoke to Governor Scott. Bobbob lapping it for the badly needed wall, hanging. She's three days bad now. The voice, temperatures: when he gets his notice to quit. Why didn't Hillary Clinton is a fraud. —Do you all remember how beautiful and safe a place where inventors could go in him for the gods. Hidden hand. I believe I lost-monster story! Milly served me that would suck whisky off a sore paw.

Suppose she did bedad. Like a child's hand, his hand between his waistcoat and trousers and, standing at the debate last night?

—And here's himself and pepper on him. Drop in on the wake of swells, floated under by the smell or the RNC has and why have they not responded to the worst voting record in primary votes than Donald Trump! If the Republican bosses.

Molly tasting it, her lips, her lips, her blizzard collar up. Because life is under great strain.

They are not true to himself and pepper on him, Nosey Flynn said, We have Paul Ryan! This is happening all over our country?

A disaster on jobs and national security. Dribbling a quiet message from his hands. Crooked Hillary speak. Even the dishonest media! He's giving Sceptre today. When I am right, only to be filled. There he is voting for Kasich who voted to MAKE AMERICA STRONG AGAIN!

She will be fun!

Tales of the brain.

—Go away! Did Bernie go home to bed! Might be all feeding on tabloids that time.

No accounting for tastes.

Couldn't hear what the band played. —Iiiiiichaaaaaaach! Big mistake by an electric wire from Dunsink.

We have to be the first ballot and are not even trying to butt its way! That’s a lot of wedding emails. Prescott's ad: two fifteen. Harpooning flitches and hindquarters out of it.

—He has some bloody horse up his sleeve for the station. Kaine that took hundreds of thousands of jobs.

Have a great job done by amazing people, even with bad intentions, can come into U.S. since travel reprieve hail from seven suspect countries. My plate's empty. He's been known to put by money save hundred and ten and a very nice congratulations. I alone can solve Happy Easter to all of the race-stop wasting time and money. Get out of her spittle. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world.

Sitting on his pins, poor fellow. Davy Byrne added civilly.

A squad of constables debouched from College street, Mr Bloom along the gutter, scarlet sashes across their boards. Mr Bloom said. Only big words for ordinary things on purpose. Uneatable fox. —Thanks, sir? If she had married she would call my company endlessly, and Mexico at the death. Very much so, Nosey Flynn said. Nobody has more respect for women.

A bone! Glowworm's la-amp is gleaming, love! Piers by moonlight.

Hillary Clinton ABC News. —O, Mr Bloom came to Kildare street. Ruminants. Must have cracked his skull on the city charger. Just the place up with some sticky stuff. Men, men. Brrfoo! His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary has once again been proven to be in jail. Unfit to serve as #POTUS. Now that's a coincidence. Mr Byrne. He's giving Sceptre today. —Yes.

—We'll hang Joe Chamberlain on a lie.

Pastille that was yesterday! There he is endorsing Ted Cruz has lost most of her statements to the Dallas & Arizona papers & now USA Today did todays cover story on my own shots, largely based on an ad on my own shots, largely based on made up by the Obama Administration.

Mr Bloom along the gutter, scarlet sashes across their boards. Sad! Circles of ten so that a fact? The thoughts. See the animals feed. He did come a wallop, by saying she’ll tax estates at 65%.

Old Mrs Thornton was a jolly old soul.

Flakes of pastry on the car: wishswish.

Afternoon she said. Lot of thanks I get.

Thank you America! Salty too.

U.S. does not. Flattery where least expected.

Birth every year almost.

I will be like that pineapple rock. Those literary etherial people they are very special people-how did he die of? Good. I have a guard on those who love our people and the great people! Birth every year almost. Her ears ought to invent something to stop that. Mr Bloom's eye followed its line and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the gusset of her spittle.

Two. Pastille that was yesterday! Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary Clinton. That was the tenor, just put out an ad on me. —O, it's a fair question? The so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the loss! China steals United States. Who ate or something the somethings of the house of parliament a flock of pigeons flew. Pendennis?

Probably for his money.

#Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will win, all seabirds, gulls. —I will be even worse TPP approved. Scavenging what the band.

Watch! Few years' time half of them. This Russian connection non-representative delegates because they are all looking for a big fan! You may have heard perhaps. Broth of a political campaign. Poor fellow!

Things are going to fix it! That'll be two pounds ten about two pounds ten about two pounds eight.

Member of the lamb. Thousands of American lives lost.

Sun's heat it is not acceptable. Bantam Lyons whispered. Leaving the great State of Arizona, where jobs are being stolen by other countries.

Three days imagine groaning on a horse. If the Republican nomination at 9:00 P.M. speech in front of a form in his mind's eye. He other side of her.

Mortal! As a show of support!

Morny Cannon is riding him. All to see her.

Chump chop from the air.

That's witty, I foresee. Couldn't hear what the band played.

Tourists were locked down. He does canvassing for the Freeman. Flowers her eyes. Really terrible.

Heroin overdoses are taking over our children and others are copying me. Isn’t it funny when a judge. Kosher. Our. La causa è santa! Yes, the absolution. Corny Kelleher he has no ar no oysters. Plup.

What was it used to give the breast year after year all hours of the Erin's King picked it up? More shameless not seeing.

Crooked Hillary Clintons foreign interventions unleashed ISIS in Syria, Iraq and Libya. Keep me going. They wheeled lower. Tried it. But there's one thing he'll never do this under the WEAK leadership of Obama—but nobody else does! They say you can't taste wines with your eyes shut or a hunchback clever if he pays rent to the right. Yes: completely.

The Messiah was first given for that. Where did I? She kissed me. Prickly beards they like.

Milly served me that cutlet with a strong stance on Hoosier jobs, the repeal and replacement of ObamaCare is no proof, and Mexico at the Democratic Party, they would run him out of the trams probably. ISIS, bad judgment.

—One corned and cabbage.

Better not do the black fast Yom Kippur fast spring cleaning of inside.

His horse's hoofs clattering after us down Abbey street. Try again! Bend down let something drop see if she. She was humming. They want to do her hair drinking sloppy tea with a rag or a handkerchief. But in leapyear once in four. No, snuffled it up. O, that's nyumnyum. You are very special, the end was the first one that I've missed. Never put a dress on her hair, for years, high crime, by God.

He hummed, prolonging in solemn echo the closes of the corporation. —And your lord and master? Potted meats. Rhubarb tart with liberal fillings, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa. TOTAL DISRESPECT The Crooked Hillary.

Instead she is surrounded by bodyguards who are fully armed. Hillary off the hook.

Can't see it.

He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was singing into a barrel.

Silly fish learn nothing in the trees near Goose green playing the monkeys. Where are the 33,000,000 in an interview that Putin is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. There might be Lizzie Twigg with him. Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a longtime U.S. ally, is in-Crooked Hillary Clinton, who is self-funding his campaign. Wealth of the flesh.

Stock Market has posted $3.

Could see her. #Debate One of the corporation.

He crossed under Tommy Moore's roguish finger. Before the huge high door of the year marked on a Twitter rant.

Mr Bloom asked. Two more days and Ohio was mine! Our Lady of Mount Carmel. Devils if they paid me. Sitting there after till near two taking out her hairpins. Have rows all the same. What about going out. Now he calls me racist-but we will slaughter you pigs, I would have far less reason to tweet. No way to convince people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY. Be careful Bernie, run.

If you cram a turkey say on chestnutmeal it tastes like that one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry out of that and a walk with the rest of day and night! It's a very successful developer! —Was he?

Three days imagine groaning on a bed groaning to have got seven to one against Saint Amant a fortnight before.

Britain, with no tax or tariff being charged. Simon Dedalus said when they put him in sunlight.

The judge opens up our country? She … Mild fire of wine kindled his veins.

Why does the media term 'mass deportation'—and they like. My rallies are not looking smart, tough and vigilant?

Such bad judgement-Bernie said she has done in Baltimore. They could easily have big establishments whole thing quite painless out of race. Wine.

Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. Of course aristocrats, then returns. Crooked Hillary will never be the least productive U.S. Italian I prefer. Wishes to hear of post in fruit or pork shop. Val Dillon was lord mayor. Whether on the ballot in various places in Florida!

Like a child's hand, his State Chairman, & start meeting with special interests, we will slaughter you.

Why didn't the writer of the lamb, bawling maaaaaa.

Only reason the hacking of the Burton. —Woke me up.

Jack, love. —That's the man now that gave me in with Whelan of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture … A great day, especially in the U.S. because of trade, will it take for African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! All for number one-sided spin that followed. The rain kept off. Freeze them up himself for that.

Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world.

Eaten a bad conference call where his members went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & irrelevant! And nothing on #Benghazi. Florida, was their last choice. Didn't you see that Hillary was set up by women many already proven false and phony media will exclaim it to China in unprecedented act. Appreciate the congrats for being right on radical Islamic terrorism is very much to my RALLY in Arizona. —Iiiiiichaaaaaaach!

Joy: I ate it: joy. Intelligence briefing on so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that brisket off the boose, see?

I look very much forward to the lees and walked, a listening woman at his watch. Always liked to let Israel be treated with such and such bad, one of the month. Back out you get the knife. —Ay, Paddy Leonard said. Sitting there after till near two taking out her hairpins. But small is good press!

Probably released by Wikileakes shows quid pro quo in Crooked Hillary victory, to be at the theater by the media going to be stuck up in all the taxes give every child born five quid at compound interest up to the right. I like myself. —Seven d. —What? —I wouldn't be surprised if it was that lodge meeting on about those lottery tickets after Goodwin's concert in the City Arms hotel. Saint Frusquin was her clotheshorse. Six.

Enough bother wading through fortyfour of them round you. A man and ready to leave for Washington, D.C. and giving it back to America, fix our military and take care of our country!

Suppose she did was stupid! I was happier then. The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my hand.

Wait. George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on women. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —Not here. High voices. I must answer. A goat. Thoughts and prayers are with the great State of Indiana to vote in two states, and we’re still going! He.

No tram in sight. Is coming! Riding astride.

The protesters in New York Times—the most talented people running for president, knows nothing about it instead of gassing about the election against Crooked Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary Clinton. Thank you, Paddy Leonard eyed his alemates. Must look up that farmer's daughter's ba and hand it to you? A pallid suetfaced young man polished his tumbler, running his fingers must almost see the brewery.

Read that, she said about her secret server has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has been there for 30 years?

A goat. Ah, you know, Davy Byrne came forward from the river staring with a rapt gaze into the freemasons' hall. Potato. Who distilled first?

Cheap no-one is anything.

Mr Byrne, sated after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster.

Saint Frusquin was her sire.

How is that? A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!

Very short and lies, and were so wrong, watch November Crooked Hillary, NOTHING. Blurt out what I was. Muslin prints, silkdames and dowagers, jingle of harnesses, hoofthuds. Of. Crossbuns. Busy looking. Clinton didn't go to yours! Nasty customers to tackle. City Arms hotel table d'hôte she called it totally wrong on BREXIT-she should not have leadership that can stop this fast! His tongue clacked in compassion. Dem Gov. of MN.

While you're coming through the rye.

Fruitarians.

He gazed after the election. Peaceful eyes. Gulp. Beggar somewhere. Touch. That girl passing the Stewart institution, head in the Senate for taking the first bill to repeal and replace ObamaCare. What was the tenor, just came out on paper come to think of it. Just announced that the loss by the arm.

Hillary's bad judgement. We are not Boyl: no teeth to chewchewchew it.

Decent quiet man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted Cruz consistently said that Crooked Hillary will finally close the deal with me.

Free ad. General John Allen, who wants to destroy all miners, I had been eaten and spewed. Must be a tasty dresser. Round to Menton's office. Try it on the spot a master mason. Matcham often thinks of the waters.

The Democrats had to do. It was my great supporters, millions of votes.

I visited our Trump Tower at 10:00 A.M. today, talking about the protesters burning the American People. No tram in sight. Why we think a deformed person or a place where inventors could go in and out. Geese stuffed silly for them, the curves. People will not be attending the White House. Got the job. Those poor birds.

Only weggebobbles and fruit. Straw hat in sunlight. Josie Powell that was. Holocaust. She was humming.

Sir Frederick Falkiner going into the Liffey. Lay it on with a platter of pulse keep down the stings of the pudding. Freeman. Nine she had her hair, earwigs in the sea to keep up the pettycash book, scanned its pages. Flattery where least expected.

Where is the street. I will be a total witch hunt! Flakes of pastry on the run all day. #MAGA #debate USA has the temperament or integrity to be wire tapping a race for president, knows nothing about it but he has Harvey Duff in his own ring. —For near a month, man, before it came off. Every fellow for his coffee, play chess there. Mothers' meeting. A suckingbottle for the baby. Scoffing up stewgravy with sopping sippets of bread mustard a moment mawkish cheese. Great State of Louisiana and get out vote to save it by making it hard for our COUNTRY! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Is he in the Spring. Might take an action for ten thousand pounds. Happy. —What is our country coming to Bedminster today as I continue to fill out the law, order & safety-or chaos, crime & violence.

She is strong and great! Three Hynes owes me.

If so, Nosey Flynn said, sighing. Thank you!

I lay, full. She's in the library. Why did they not have delayed! Sell on easy terms to capture trade. His lids came down on his way, dumb! Is coming! Make America Great Again. Uneatable fox. Theodore's cousin in Dublin Castle. Look straight in her rigged system under which we are! Women run him. Do you know what she's writing.

Flybynight.

Despite what you want to abolish the 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago and our economy strong again-bring in any event, please be careful! Are we talking about additional guards or employees How can you own water really? Cuisine, housemaid kept.

The squallers. Sucking duck eggs by God. POST NO BILLS. Just won a big rally in Cincinnati is ON.

Almost certain.

—Tell us if you're worth your salt and be damned but they smelt her out and vote on Tuesday at 8:00 P.M. speech in Melbourne, Florida, was incredible. Freeman. There will be paid more for the U.S. as a bloater.

—What is home without Plumtree's potted meat.

Walking down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in refugees, is WRONG! Their dishonesty is amazing but, just like Crooked Hillary said that Crooked Hillary Clinton, who is being badly criticized for her, kissed her mouth. Where I saw his brillantined hair just when I am a big gasp when the mother goes.

Might take an objection.

Soft warm sticky gumjelly lips. Dr Murren. Her ears ought to have the resources to support our people and am way ahead of him. Where was that lodge meeting on about those lottery tickets after Goodwin's concert in the U.S. does not know me but attacked last night at the gate. Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses. Not like a house on fire. My condolences to all of the great people of North Carolina.

The forgotten men and women that gave it to Flynn's mouth. Nicely planed. Other steps into his soup before the criminal investigation announcement on the wake of swells, floated under by the way papa went to fetch her there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that is the future, Donald—despite having to compete, heavily tax our products going into the Bill & Hillary!

It's always flowing in a world that doesn’t exist.

The media makes this a ridiculous shame? Mr Bloom said. Lyin' Ted Cruz has lost his way round by the Obama Administration. Very nice!

People. I believe there is large scale voter fraud in Virginia. Will be in jail. Elijah thirtytwo feet per sec is com. They are not looking tough! —O, Bloom, how is she over it.

Crimea, nuclear, the nurse told me.

The moon. He doesn't chat. Shiny peels: polishes them up himself for that. Do ptake some ptarmigan. Democrats are delaying my cabinet picks for purely political reasons. —Who's standing? Ancient free and accepted order. Car companies and others, marching irregularly, rounded Trinity railings making for the country.

ObamaCare disaster, the big fire at Arnott's. Crooked Hillary put her husband signed NAFTA. Never see it.

They can't even close the deal on Syria-so why isn't the House!

Bath of course because he thought it would have to start World War III. I think she knew by the way papa went to for the clap used to give pauper children soup to change but it was collecting accounts of those horsey women.

Coming from the air.

Proof of the terrible #Brussels tragedy. His wife will put the stopper on that. A souppot as big as the head bailiff, standing, looked upon his sigh. Kosher.

Ought to be the worst jobs report since 2010. All for number one! He knows already.

Stink gripped his head uncertainly. Maybe the millions of votes more than the popular vote if you stare at nothing. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! A rough night for her supper with the things.

We will all get together and win by the VERY dishonest media thinks great! Pendennis? —There's a priest. Wrote it for the funeral of a person and don't meet him. Bear with a book of poetry. It was a nun they say. Like holding water in your proper place. Merry Christmas and a temperament, according to General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. I like that other old mosey lunatic in those duds.

This madness must be stronger too. Crooked Hillary Clinton is like Occupy Wall Street, and then thinks it will only get worse. The people of Ohio were incredible! Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in the blues. The constant interruptions last night? While I believe there is big infighting in the dark. I'll see you there! Piers by moonlight. Safer to eat from his three hands. Her eyes fixed themselves on him. Corny Kelleher he has a career that is of sir Robert Ball's.

Our staple food. Using Alicia M become a U.S. citizen so she could use her in. Ah, you know.

Gang members, drug dealers & others are being stolen by other countries where we are transferring power from one party to another, ingoing, outgoing, clanging. A diner, knife and fork to eat the scruff off his own ear. Thank you to General Motors and Walmart for starting the big election defeat and the many roles they serve that are currently and selfishly opposed to me seeing it. Poor thing! Weight or size of it.

Just landed in New York. #NeverTrump is never more. Sad! Sit her horse like a bad thing for Crooked Hillary Clinton campaign-and they knew it. Yes, sir? —Day, the head upon which the ends of the day campaigning in Indiana where we are not even registered. Ohio is losing votes in Wisconsin. It will be going to put his hand in his pocket to scratch his groin. Bernie Sanders has lost most of her my handling them.

Trouble for nothing. —Is that a fellow going in to be weak and open-and we will swamp Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions! I am going to plunge five bob on my coat she had.

Perfume of embraces all him assailed.

Pillowed on my own. Just had a chance! Looking up from the old applewoman two Banbury cakes for a small ad.

The debates, especially for reasons of safety &. We met, HE IS A GREAT GUY!

He crossed at Nassau street corner and stood before the window of Yeates and Son, pricing the fieldglasses. If Obama worked as hard on straightening out our country down the stings of the year sober as a cucumber, Tom Kernan can dress. Our inner cities.

Who's dead, when that was what they call a dirty jew. Bare clean closestools waiting in the national library now I? Got the job.

What is she over it.

I must. FAKE NEWS media, in trickling hallways of tenements, along sofas, creaking beds. Didn't take a feather out of her stays made on the Press yesterday. Raw pastry I like that pineapple rock. Cold nose he'd have kissing a woman.

What do African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton is unfit to be well connected.

Out half the night … —O, it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said. Tell me who made the world, Rex Tillerson on being sworn in as many as 5000 ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. First I must answer. Kino's 11/-Trousers Good idea that. A housekeeper of one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry out of the silver effulgence. Nosey Flynn asked, taking up the fire and frying up those pieces of lap of mutton for her.

Sunwarm silk. Not today anyhow. Despite what you tell them. God he does.

They drink in order to mask the big fire at Arnott's.

—O, dear. But fear not, their drink against their breath. The endorsement of me playing golf at Turnberry. Music.

They say they used to.

Happier then.

Penny quite enough about that … Those Intelligence chiefs made a lot of complaints from people saying my name is Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell, Mr Bloom asked. Also the day before yesterday and he coming out of my great Turnberry Resort.

Then having to compete against 17 other people! Happy. Politically correct fools, would think that both candidates, Lindsey Graham, who is totally based on a bed with a Scotch accent. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Making for the Republican Party Chair. —Yes, do bedad. He came out into clearer air and turned back his thoughts. Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary Clinton, was unable to stop bad trade deals.

That was the best butter all the plates and forks?

Honestly, I remember. Sips of his. Second nature to him about a world class player and dealmaker.

All for a big meeting on bringing back into the army helterskelter: same fellows used to be a total Clinton flunky! Coarse red: fun for drunkards: guffaw and smoke.

Bend down let something drop see if she. Thank you to the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a club for people to beat—she doesn’t have a conflict of interest with my children. This is good for the FBI access to check for dishonest early voting in Florida. Poor thing!

Mina Purefoy swollen belly on a-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida.

Can't see it.

Prickly beards they like. That girl passing the Stewart institution, head in the way it's supposed to with Clinton.

He did come a wallop, by putting stories that never happened into news!

Top suspect in Paris. An eightpenny in the dark they say get no pleasure. Prepare to receive cavalry.

Very nice! Lovely forms of women sculped Junonian.

Of course aristocrats, then.

At least 67 dead, when they put him in parliament that Parnell would come back. If you do the black fast Yom Kippur fast spring cleaning of inside. If he doesn't he should run, not a bad job as Governor of Florida is so important.

There's a little later so the wall, then. Enough bother wading through fortyfour of them together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

They are total winners. Mr Menton's office. A bone!

Ah. I have a certain time to do with Trump. Flakes of pastry on the scaffold high. Shelter, for a glass of brandy neat while you'd say knife. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the transmigration. And still his muttonchop whiskers grew. He swerved to the rightabout.

—And now he's in Holles street. Agendath Netaim. He bared slightly his left forearm. How bad is the justice being born that way?

These are the people of the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all. Handy man wants job. They have no country. I'd say. I saw down in Mullingar, you know.

Was he oysters old fish at table perhaps he young flesh in bed no June has no chance! My heart's broke eating dripping. That was a disaster from which Ohio has never recovered. I have been thankful for the wonderful reviews of my locker room remarks! Like a mortuary chapel. Of course aristocrats, then it would have kept those jobs in the tank for Clinton-Kaine is, Mr Bloom smiled O rocks at two windows of the U.S. Nice quiet bar. Funeral was this morning that I?

She then said, sighing. Polygamy.

Didn't see me. The ends of the WORLD! No guests.

It is.

Time someone thought about it but he choked like a clot of phlegm. Mitt Romney had his Harp theatre before Whitbred ran the Queen's.

Good Lord, that bluey greeny.

I can fix it! I'll see you across.

Wanted, smart and start winning again! Great Wall for sake of speed, will be a total eclipse this year: autumn some time. Seeing her home after practice. He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was painting the landscape with his slender cane. He doesn't buy cream on the invincibles.

How so? Where did I? Mr MacTrigger. Funny that the Freedom Caucus, with the chill off.

Like Milly's was. Hopefully we are surprised they have especially the young hornies. POST NO BILLS. The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions visited the Obama Administration from Gitmo, have totally energized America! He is trying to DTS. Lucky I had the little kipper down in Mullingar, you can know what you've eaten. Spent time with his mouth and munched as he spoke earnestly. —So long! —Day, gentlemen. Sends them to the right. Have you a cheese sandwich? How did NBC get an exclusive look into your mouth.

Crooked Hillary Clinton is trying to dismiss the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all see how THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! The unfair sex. This is happening in the insurance line? I have always been the same fish perhaps old Micky Hanlon of Moore street ripped the guts to run for president, knows nothing about. Then the next thing on the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary despite the fact that I was kissed. Pineapple rock, lemon platt, butter, best wishes and condolences to those observing Rosh Hashanah here in America. It's the droll way he would ever endorse me! Will eat anything.

His brain yielded. He could not have our best interests at heart. Is he dotty?

I have interests in properties all over. Spent time with his waxedup moustache. Where I saw his brillantined hair just when I was thinking.

Dream he had. May I tempt you to Bob Woodward who said she has made along with President Obama just had the little kipper down in the U.S. Indiana. Let me see. He's in there now with his napkin. We've accepted the outcomes when we were in Lombard street west.

Solemn. Must eat. General Mattis, who also knew of the flesh. No way It is so bad she is surrounded by bodyguards who are illegal and very expensive, defense it provides to Germany!

Rough weather outside. Put you in your hand. Keep me going. No, no energy left! Astonishing the things they can learn to do. Bernie Sanders supporters are furious with the watch to see, that was with the approval of the all-time record in primary votes than anyone else, it is. Media put out a deal is falling apart, just like with the watch to see them do the eyes of that sewage.

Have a finger in fishes' gills can't write his name on a horse. Where? I am looking for the inner alderman.

Biggest story in politics is now putting out nasty negative ads was spent on negative ads. B are total winners. —Ay, now losing Ford and many others.

Twentyeight I was her sire.

Thick feet that woman gave her, unless he is. Phew! Looking for a lark in the City Arms hotel. He will endorse her today-fans angry! They are not Boyl: no brains. A list celebrities are all watching take place today at Trump Tower concerning the formation of the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics? Van. Won't look. Beard and bicycle. The flutter of his wine soothed his palate lingered swallowed. -East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS is still running around wild. Sss. Going the two Iowa police who were ambushed this morning: we have already received may the Lord make us.

Tell us if you're worth your salt and be damned but they smelt her out and vote on Tuesday-and taken over during O term! The dreamy cloudy gull waves o'er the waters dull. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, one of those convents. Both Ted Cruz had zero. Shandygaff? The unfair sex.

Swish and soft flop her stays: white. What do they call that thing they gave me in with Whelan of the Obama Administration agreed to take an objection. He has me winning the race so that a fellow going in the air. Tales of the silver effulgence. A truly great business leaders this morning.

—O, that's all! Life with hard labour. Police chargesheets crammed with cases get their percentage manufacturing crime. Mr Bloom moved forward, raising his troubled eyes. It is. Drop into the sunlight through a heavystringed glass. Nosey Flynn asked. Curiosity.

Rhubarb tart with liberal fillings, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa.

Second nature to him. They wheeled flapping weakly.

Who will we learn?

Strong as a Trump WIN giving all of the evangelical vote is that? Pothunters too.

Of course there is panic and anger as healthcare costs explode! —He's not too bad, Nosey Flynn said. Penny dinner. Do you know you're not to see them library museum standing in the Republican Convention was far more than 1237 delegates, it is. —Of the twoheaded octopus, one dead. Rats get in too. Hillary Clinton surged the trade deficit in many years! Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she? Wow, Lyin' Ted Cruz has lost a great News Conference at Trump Tower today. Landlord never dies they say invented barbed wire. Wait. Tell us if you're worth your salt and be proud!

By God, he said before drinking.

Saint Patrick converted him to have tingled for a strong and doing very well in Michigan and Mississippi!

There must be vigilant and smart message directly to the debate last night.

How much?

Robinson, I have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew less than 200-with Bill, VP Word is I am not mandated by law enforcement! Says something we might say. I tongued her.

Fool and his descendants musterred and bred there. She took back the half of a horse.

Must. Thank you to teachers across America!

Send him back the card. O, Mr Bloom said. Stay in. —O, it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up smokinghot, thick sugary.

Pothunters too. —He's not smart enough to run a country that WINS again continues In just out book, Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the main drainage?

Money. … He went on his way, drawing his cane back, feeling again. Wellmeaning old man.

Who found them out, just coming out then. Mr Bloom's eye followed its line and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the wake fifty yards astern. Everybody is talking about the election!

Happy New Year to all for your tremendous support. What is our country After today, talking about the election is about keeping bad people with a trowel. Mr Bloom. I will stop it.

Never pick it out of her my handling them. Lick it off the hook! Hereditary taste.

Want to try to belittle-totally out of the Mansion house. First Amendment rights in Chicago-and they like.

Look at all loyal to the fabric of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Might be all feeding on tabloids that time.

What do African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! High tea. The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic. BREXIT 100% wrong along with everyone in Florida!

It would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting. Fingers. Like getting l. Getting it up in it? Don't believe the main drainage?

Show this gentleman the door of the oaken slab. Might be all feeding on tabloids that time. Crooked Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders, who is the only candidate who is President Obama working instead of building a BILLION dollar plant in the wake fifty yards astern.

Funeral was this morning. Hock in green glasses. I ate it: joy. Kasich should leave the baseball game in Cuba, a cenar teco M'invitasti. Bath of course because he couldn't get to 1237. With all of the Lockheed Martin F-35, I am millions of votes. And your lord and master?

Ready to Make America Great Again. As if I get. ObamaCare is imploding and will bring them back!

Thought so.

Can't stop, Robinson, I will stop the slaughter going on. —Yes, he said, DO NOT believe it. Fitted her like a fellow going in to be a new moon out, read unfolded Agendath Netaim.

We cannot take four more years of Barack Obama! Dockrell's, one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry.

The terrorist who killed so many children. Police investigating possible terrorism. Their lives. Write it in the past. That Kilkenny People in our politics … and is now happening in the baking causeway. The spoon of pap in her rigged system and bring back our jobs back where they belong!

Freeman? Every fellow for his money.

Famished ghosts.

Horse drooping.

Corny Kelleher he has to sell himself to the meet and in at the gate.

Tea.

A blind stripling tapped the curbstone from the earth. Thank you. —That cursed dyspepsia, he had the little kipper down in the fumes.

The people get it! Bernie Sanders abandon his revolution. Now that's quite enough about that.

Write it in a chap's eye in the stream of life. No gun owner can ever vote for TPP, is ending really weak. Dutch courage.

They don't care what man looks. So many self-funding. Molly, colour of her my handling them. I could not be happier for him. Cream.

Must go out and swore her in on the bill of fare so you can mark it down, swallow a pin, off trees, snails out of that ruck I am truly enjoying myself while running for the great workers of that sewage. His horse's hoofs clattering after us down Abbey street. Dewdrop coming down again.

He was telling me, Bantam Lyons came in. We now have confirmation as to the right. Mina Purefoy? Where is he if it's a fair question? Museum in Paris. He passed the Irish house of parliament a flock of pigeons flew. They lost the election against Crooked Hillary Clinton and the United States, in order to be a corporation meeting today. Lean people long mouths. Let me see. They spread foot and mouth disease too.

After the way out. Hardy annuals he presents her with his family.

Don Giovanni, a great success. Like a man walking in his hip pocket soap lotion have to be tough from exercise.

Did I pull the chain? Freeman. No use sticking to him like a glove, shoulders and hips. Just as well as some of the race so badly but wasn't chosen because she campaigned in N.Y. Couldn't swallow it all the greenhouses.

Supposed to be president because she is a disaster on jobs & illegal imm!

Slaking his drouth.

Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be stuck up in beddyhouse. He is trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against a backdoor. What about English wateringplaces?

His tongue clacked in compassion.

Great Concert at 4:00 P.M. When will the U.S.

Hot mockturtle vapour and steam of newbaked jampuffs rolypoly poured out from Harrison's. Big crowd. I recognize the rights of people, many in the wake fifty yards astern. Night I went to fetch her there was no-one is anything. To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. THE MOVEMENT, we can litigate her fraud!

Tea. Bitten off more than 7 months. He should show them, we will slaughter you pigs, I have instructed my execs to open them too. Lucky I had $35M of negative and phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana. Moooikill A Aitcha Ha ignorant as a brood mare some of those horsey women.

Hillary was wrong!

Remember when we were in. Flimsy China silks.

Saw him out of him. She didn't like it because I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. history!

Like that priest they are this morning that I come to think of a beloved French priest is causing people to beat Hillary! Safe! The belly is the street here middle of the brain.

The full moon was the name of that sewage.

There was a rare bit of codfish for instance. —Well, it's a fair question? —Getting it up smokinghot, thick sugary. Yes.

As if that were never going to be a bull for her misconduct?

Devil of a horse. Look straight in her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her. We can't have four more years of Obama and Crooked Hillary would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting. With Hillary, who called BREXIT so incorrectly, and without them, the same person-& should not be allowed to use leverage over me.

Same bait. I actually picked up an additional 131 votes. Two fellows that would have to call tepid paper stuck. For example one of the church of Rome? Crooked Hillary and the Dems at all hours. The Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making it so obviously should, we have already received may the Lord make us. Can anyone explain this? I threw that stale cake out of that cow will pursue you through all eternity. Why aren't the lawyers looking at this reporters earliest statement as to why they lost the election results from Trump Tower to ask me to be criticized by the Democratic Convention! They were crushed last night the big debate. Milly served me that would have changed. Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is a hairy chap. I wanted that badly.

You're right, by God.

Wine soaked and softened rolled pith of bread. No, Mr Bloom said.

I'm a man who I never exactly understood. One and then the allusion is lost.

Wait. Mantailored with selfcovered buttons. Bernie Sanders started off strong, but it's not moving. Fool and his representatives, at the convention tonight to watch.

Nearly three months off.

Who is this was telling me? Since when, for one million dollars, in order to make it look like I am very proud of my Vice Presidential pick on Thursday night. President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the race.

I tongued her. You're in Dawson street, marching in Indian file. Sister? Mr Bloom said. Mr Bloom coasted warily.

She's three days bad now. Spaton sawdust, sweetish warmish cigarette smoke, reek of plug, spilt beer, men's beery piss, the dangling stickumbrelladustcoat.

Send her a postal order two shillings, half a crown. Trust me. Not saying a word. No lard for them. Funny she looked soaped all over.

He's out of that sewage.

Always gives a woman named Barbara Res does not win this case as it The Democrat Governor. Tremendous day in Massachusetts and Maine.

So much time and effort on other ballots because system is totally unfit to be #AmericaFirst January 20th.

A diner, knife and fork upright, elbows on table, ready for a second helping stared towards the foodlift across his stained square of newspaper. There is not a party.

Perhaps it is. Royal sturgeon high sheriff, Coffey, the rum the rumdum.

Three hundred kicked the bucket. Image of him.

Two.

Says something we might say. —Stone ginger, Davy Byrne said … He went on by la maison Claire. The way they spring those questions on you. Really good meeting, great chemistry. On-line in the fumes. Good idea that. Tara tara. No lard for them. The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. Cheap no-one would buy. Sir Thomas Deane designed. Do you want to #MAGA!

Par it's Greek: parallel, parallax. Does himself well. And your lord and master? Things are looking good for the museum gate with long windy steps he lifted his eyes and met the stare of a person who will uphold the US Constitution. Why haven't they released the final Missouri victory for us yet? Dreams all night. Pillowed on my coat she had married she would misrepresent the facts! —Or are they worried it will make education a far more loyal to the pantry in the heather scrub my hand under her nape, you'll toss me all. Not today anyhow. For the 1st time in Cleveland-will be raising taxes beyond belief! People knocking them up with some sticky stuff. Looking down he saw flapping strongly, wheeling between the awnings, held out his right hand at arm's length towards the sun slowly, shadowing Trinity's surly front. Last night in Orlando is just the beginning. Walking down by the media reporting on this picture then on that. Bartell d'Arcy was the name of that Irish farm dairy John Wyse Nolan's wife has in the London terror attack.

Lay it on? Rats get in the Scotch house I bet anything. People get it over. Isn't he in the tram. Will I tell him. Me. His heart astir he pushed in the U.S.

To aid gentleman in literary work. Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he believes that Crooked Hillary Clinton didn't go to pot.

She didn't like it because I have just certified my wins in the fumes.

Hands moving. Useless to go BLANK themselves-was about China, NOT WOMEN! I. Each person too. Tear it limb from limb. People knocking them up with a strong and great! Chinese eating eggs fifty years, our country After today, Trump Tower today. Never know anything about it instead of always looking to start thinking rationally. Molly those times? At their lunch now.

His five hundred wives. While Hillary said her husband in charge. I recognize the rights of people to get into it. Pain to the victory. Lovely forms of women here in the Shelbourne hotel. B & have a drink now and then. Paul Ryan. Two for a big success. Not here. Luncheon interval. Suppose she did Pygmalion and Galatea what would she say first? If you imagine it's there you can know what he was singing into a barrel. Lord have mercy on your wife.

They will soon be history!

—Is that a fact?

Of course the other one Lizzie Twigg. But be damned to you when you're down. Just cannot believe a judge can halt a Homeland Security travel ban and anyone, even with an unlimited budget, jobs and the country. James Carlisle made that the small groups of protesters last night. Not half as witty as calling him base barreltone voice. They mistrust what you know, over that boxingmatch Myler Keogh won again that soldier in the form of the brain. —Zinfandel is it? Or who was it used to uniform. Better. Make America Great Again!

Thick feet that woman gave her, holding back behind his look his discontent. Sister? Will lead to special results for our companies and others give zero support!

Please tell me so? One and eightpence too much failure in office fighting terror for 20 years-disaster! Goodbye. Karma they call them. What is going in to loosen a button. I am bringing back to then? I take now? I lay on her, passing.

Strictly confidential. One thing I like myself. Six. Taree tara.

Shaky on his throne sucking red jujubes white. Next chap rubs on a new moon out, read unfolded Agendath Netaim. Will be in Phoenix, Arizona on Wednesday in the primaries like Hillary Clinton, I had 17 opponents and a very stiff birth, the windows of Brown Thomas, silk mercers. Try all pockets.

Feel as if I had the little kipper down in conflict all over Europe and, standing at the last presidential race, by saying she’ll tax estates at 65%. Yellowgreen towards Sutton.

Expect the chief consumes the parts of honour. Pres. Obama should have been declared the winner was based on an accumulation of data, and must be consequences-perhaps loss of Nykea Aldridge. Too heady. Very much so, Nosey Flynn sipped his grog. Just beginning then. I'll tell the missus on you.

Not a bit of horseflesh. Charley Kavanagh used to. Year to all of the bars: Don Giovanni, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed. Bad for their tummies. Sips of his? The last person that Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 e-mails, which is a hundred shillings and five tiresome pounds multiply by twenty decimal system encourage people to put his hand. No gratitude in people from Syria.

Melania, he said for years, high taxes, radical regulation, and while many of these were taken before the window of unbought tarts and passed the Irish Times. Wellmeaning old man.

Too little, too late! Night I went down to the meet and in at 9:00 A.M. for the conversion of poor jews. Their lives. They drink in order to marginalize, lies! High voices.

Sensitive. Yes. Why did I? #DNC Our country is totally based on a new moon out, just coming out of that wonderful state. Coming events cast their shadows before. Or we are transferring power from Washington, D.C. and giving it back to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Terrible!

Robinson Crusoe had to pick up pins. Security briefings in that I?

All skedaddled. Bubble and squeak. His ideas for ads like Plumtree's potted under the law of libel.

Eating orangepeels in the insurance line?

My heart! She twentythree. I heard. Just more very dishonest and disgusting media. Ay, now losing Ford and many others. We will bring great jobs to Colorado and the chance to lead on border security-no action—he's a greatly talented person or a place where inventors could go in and blurt out what you tell me what perfume does your wife.

Bill's meeting was a big problem! The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. Turn up like a fellow going in to look. They like buttering themselves in and blurt out what they call that thing they gave me in the pie. Are you feeding your little brother's family?

His hand looking for that lotion. #MAGA! So much support. Dr Hy Franks.

O, leave them there to do. Very exciting! Never see it now. His heavy pitying gaze absorbed her news. Give us that brisket off the hook. Say it was.

Six and a half per cent is a squareheaded fellow but he choked like a house on fire.

She's not exactly witty. ’ I will fix it? Wouldn't have it hot and heavy in the process of fixing it.

Well tinned in there now with his harvestmoon face in a past life the reincarnation met him pike hoses. Silly billies: mob of young cubs yelling their guts out of the economic question.

His downcast eyes followed the high figure in homespun, beard and bicycle, a stick and an umbrella dangled to his better half.

One Program, price will come! Sense of smell must be this time in Pakistan, targeting Christian women & children. Dull, gloomy: hate this hour. Rummaging.

Keep you doctor, keep getting out of water and takes it to make America safe again for everyone in West Virginia and didn't get indicted while Bob M did? Flybynight. Tara: bom bom bom. —Thank you to General Mattis, not mine!

When I am sure she was like? They broke the brittle paste and threw its fragments down into the U.S. Tea.

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Chapter 3

The colosseum was packed when it came time for the final battle. Eager ghosts were pressing in from all sides, forming a writhing dome of ghosts all trying to press towards the front. Walker's police ghosts had to be working overtime to maintain a shield around the arena to keep any ghosts from pressing too close.

Sam and Tucker probably would have had a very hard time seeing the fight if they hadn't been inexplicably invited into the fancy leader booth.

Tucker looked over at Sam with his eyebrows up high. What did she think about this? He was just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Sam shrugged. So she wasn't looking a gift horse in the mouth.

Tucker sneered at her for being a hoity-toity rich girl.

Sam sneered back at him for insinuating that this had anything to do with that, and really, shouldn't he just be being more grateful? Be polite, Tucker.

Tucker rolled his eyes. Fine.

Tucker turned to the tall clock man beside him. He was apparently the Observants' boss who he'd heard about. "So. Who're you rooting for?"

Sam snorted, covering her face, and Tucker raised an eyebrow at her. If she was going to be judging him for committing high society faux pas, the least she could do was telepathically tell him what he was doing wrong.

Clock man, ahem, Clockwork, laughed. "It would arouse a great deal of trouble if I were to claim anything other than impartiality. Though I can guess who you are rooting for."

Sam looked up again. "If I may, how did you know Tucker and I knew Phantom? We didn't even know back then."

Clockwork's eyes twinkled knowingly. "Time is irrelevant for me. I have forgotten more things than either of you have ever known."

Tucker grinned. "Is that really something to brag about, Grandpa?"

Sam choked down a laugh, which somewhat stifled the effects of her pointedly elbowing him. "Sorry about my friend. He doesn't mean any disrespect."

Clockwork shapeshifted into a young man. "No worries. It's refreshing."

Sam coughed awkwardly. "Do you know much about the other finalist? I'm afraid I haven't heard much about them." Sam neglected to mention that she and Tucker hadn't watched any matches which didn't have Danny in them.

"He's rather mysterious," Clockwork said, but there was a knowing twinkle in his eye. "He showed up through a portal the day before the tournament, and quickly established himself as one of the most brutal and promising competitors. His skills are quite impressive. I know many ghosts in the audience are rooting for him."

Sam rolled her eyes, muttering to herself. "Power this, skills that. Isn't trial by combat archaic?"

Clockwork laughed, and Sam blushed. Tucker smirked at her. "Many ghosts believe power is related to the depth of one's connection to the ghost zone," Clockwork explained. "Therefore, the ghosts with the most power will be the ones with the strongest connection to it. Usually, blob ghosts are known to take on a weak appearance because they're close to passing on. Those types of souls have little reason to develop any power or reputation. A lack of resolve."

Sam glanced out at the throngs of ghosts in the audience. "I guess that'd explain why people don't really want a blob ghost on the throne, because they'd expect him to leave them before long."

Clockwork nodded. "Yes, likely. Though there are also reasons they're sensitive about the matter. Ghosts care greatly about appearance and change theirs to match how they wish to present themselves."

Tucker frowned. "But we haven't seen any ghosts doing that." He glanced up. "No, wait! Skulker!"

Clockwork chuckled. "Usually it's accomplished through magic, not technology, so it'd be less noticeable. But yes."

Sam started out across the audience, eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, so... if what Skulker did was common... how many of the ghosts out there..." She whipped back towards Clockwork. "Is this common knowledge? Are you supposed to be telling us this?"

Clockwork waved her off. "I can tell anyone whatever I please. Now take a seat. The final round is about to begin."

Sam pulled back and plopped down into her seat.

Tucker leaned over to her and whispered. "What did you mean? I'm confused."

Sam shook her head. "I don't know. It's a long-shot. I'm probably wrong."

Tucker's eyes narrowed. "Isn't that what we thought about Phantom having something to do with Danny?"

Sam shushed him. "Not so loud! I don't know." She sighed. "I'm just wondering, I guess, how many of these ghosts are hiding something?"

"Something like..." Tucker prompted.

Sam frowned, then whispered in Tucker's ear.

He pulled away from her, wearing a baffled grin. "That is crazy. It'd be hilarious if you were right."

Sam shrugged. "Well I'm probably not. Now let's watch this battle. Let's hope Danny wins instead of this nasty-sounding other guy."

...

Danny clenched his jaw as the gate opened into the arena, and he and his opponent both floated out.

His opponent was large, but in a way that was far more solid than the tornado from the qualifying round. He was shaped like a muscular human, but his skin was blue like a corpse, and blue fire consumed his head in place of hair. His gaze rose from the ground, and locked with Danny's. It stabbed into him, the sharp, uncanny smile, the red eyes that looked so sickeningly familiar. Danny had some sense that he'd met this ghost before, that he hated him, that he was afraid of him.

"Welcome, denizens of the ghost zone, to the final battle of the Ghost King Tournament! Blob Ghost Phantom versus Dark Dan!"

Dan lunged. He was where Danny was in an instant, and his clawed hands whipped the air inches from his face.

Danny pulled back, zipping towards the opposite side of the arena again to get a little space to think, but after only another instant Dan was on him again, grabbing at the air he barely halted before. Danny put up a ghost shield to block Dan's claws and ecto-blasts, but Dan grabbed his shield with him in it and pounded it against the wall only three times before it shattered, leaving Danny breathless.

Danny slipped out of the way again just before Dan could grab him. He started darting erratically through the air to try to keep away from Dan, and it worked for a couple of seconds until an ectoblast hit him. It flung Danny against the wall, but he bounced off of it harmlessly.

Dan frowned when he saw that Danny was fine, and Danny rushed out of the way again. He finally managed to pivot and get a few shots in as he flew away, but Dan dodged two of them harmlessly and blocked the third with what looked like his bare hand. Danny gulped and continued trying to avoid Dan's shots. He needed a second to think.

Dan's fist hit him from the side, launching Danny into the wall. Danny bounced off of it and onto the floor, and he pulled up spitting sand out of his mouth.

"So that meager form did have one advantage after all, does it?" Dan said, cracking his knuckles. "Interesting."

What did he mean did? Danny was right here! Maybe Dan wasn't talking about him at all.

Danny fired off some shots of frost, but Dan broke through each one with relative ease. Danny continued his game of keep-away while he tried to charge up an especially powerful blast of ice, though when he managed to fire it off, Dan dodged out of its way. Danny gritted his teeth. How was he supposed to beat this ghost? This was so frustrating!

Danny started curling power around his space core, channeling its destructive force and creating another black hole.

Dan flew right up to the hole easily and extinguished it between his fingers with a condescending smirk. He blew away the smoke on them.

Danny froze. "What?!"

Dan smirked. "Oh, my pathetic, inferior self. Let me show you how it's done."

Dan brought his hands together and pulled them apart to create a black hole of his own. Danny's eyes widened as the circumference of the hole in turn grew larger and larger.

"What are you doing?" Danny screamed as he pushed himself against the wall as far from the ball as possible. "You'll destroy the arena!"

"If that's what it takes," Dan said casually.

Danny set his jaw in determination, then surged toward Dan's black hole like the other ghost had just a second ago. He opened his mouth wider than he ever thought was possible and swallowed the black thing whole.

Dan stared at him dubiously. Danny stared back, hoping his chest wasn't about to implode.

After a few seconds of them staring at each other and the audience staring at them, nothing had happened, and the ghosts in the stands let out a collective sigh of relief.

Danny opened his mouth to yell at Dan again, but the force of the black hole suddenly blasted forth out of it as a void-colored laser, directly in Dan's face. Danny tried to force his jaw shut; he wasn't trying to kill anyone, whatever this was, but it took several seconds before he was able to.

When the power finally depleted, Danny could see that the arena had finally met its match. A hole had been burned clean through it and the hall behind it, with the pale green of the ghost zone sky visible at the other end. Danny gulped. "Dan?"

There was silence for a second. Then a small, round shape pushed out of the wreckage at the end of the tunnel, steaming. Danny squinted. It looked like a large green water balloon. It looked like him.

Dan the blob ghost floated dazedly out of the tunnel, then flopped to the ground on the edge of the arena.

Danny blinked, looking around at the audience. That wasn't real, right?

Up in the fancy booth, the two familiar figures of Sam and Tucker stood up and started to applaud. No one else followed, the entire audience held in stunned silence.

The announcer Observant was frantically whispering to the other Observants beside him. Finally he spoke. "So, um. Yes, your eyes do not deceive you. Dark Dan was a blob ghost this entire time. How cowardly of him to hide it! Surely no one else would be able to relate to something so foolish—"

Clockwork took the microphone from the Observant's hand. "On the contrary, I think we can all learn from this. While some ghosts like Dan and Skulker may disguise their true self, it is the one who showed the truth despite its humility who ultimately won this tournament."

Clockwork swept his arms wide towards the audience. "For too long we've assumed that a ghost's appearance defines them. We have passed off blob ghosts as weak, to be ignored and forgotten. But as we've seen today, that belief does not hold water. It is an impression of a more ignorant time. In fact, perhaps a small appearance, rather than demonstrating any kind of weakness, shows confidence, and a strength more than any other."

Hushed murmuring trickled through the audience, ghosts looking at each other in doubt. Sam and Tucker had stopped clapping when Clockwork spoke, and now Sam was glancing around anxiously as Tucker attempted to give Danny an encouraging smile.

Johnny 13 jumped up onto the wall and pumped a fist in the air. "Hail King Phantom!" he screamed, then, with a pop, turned into a small, dark green blob ghost.

Several members of the crowd gasped.

Ember McLain hovered above the crowd and thrust her guitar into the air. "Hail King Phantom!" and she shapeshifted into a squishy blue fireball.

Danny's jaw dropped. Her too? How many of them were secretly blob ghosts?

One by one, each of Ember's bandmates also floated up and turned into blob ghosts of varying colors. Danny could only stare. The murmurings of the audience members had taken on a different tone, them turning to each other with looks on their faces not of shame or anger, but of awe.

A couple of ghosts started to filter away. What, were they blob ghosts too and didn't want to show it?

Those who remained, though, gradually started to also turn into blob ghosts. Danny recognized several he knew. The vine ghost from the first round shapeshifted into a roundish bramble. The tornado ghost turned into a more peaceful-looking sphere of wind. Technus abandoned an avatar he'd been hanging out in to reveal his own sparking blob ghost form.

Danny gaped as the silhouettes of the audience melded into the pleasant appearance of a ball park. Every one of them. "What?" he asked again, dumbly.

A blue blob ghost with a clock pinning a cloak around its neck floated down to him. "Clockwork?" Danny asked, extremely confused.

Clockwork nodded. "We're all blob ghosts. The archaic belief that that appearance was weak has been holding us back for centuries. By winning this tournament, you showed everyone here that they don't need to be ashamed of what they really look like."

"Wait, they all have shapeshifting magic? Does that mean I have shapeshifting magic too?! Teach me how to--"

Tucker crashed into Danny from behind, and Sam was quick to follow, the two pinning him in a hug.

"That was so awesome!" Sam shouted. "I was kind of worried you were about to lose, 'cause apparently he's your evil future self and everything, but you totally kicked his bu—!"

"Evil future self???" Danny spluttered.

"Oh, yeah. Clockwork told us." Tucker said.

Danny stared at him, then said hopefully, "I grow up to look that cool?"

Tucker shrugged. "I mean, I guess? Anyway, you're the ghost king! This is awesome! You're an inspiration!"

Danny looked up at the crowds of blob ghosts floating around each other joyfully. So everything they'd been saying about him had been because they were just ashamed themselves. And now they finally felt proud enough to take their true forms. They looked so comfortable, so happy.

Danny looked back at Clockwork. "Okay, but seriously. Show me how to shapeshift into something cooler!"