#this bitches coming for my boy Theobald

[waterisntreal]

There’s no way this goes well

[thatsparrow]

(read on ao3)

Lapin wakes up in shadow, beaten and broken badly enough that the air is heavy with the sugar-rich smell of his own blood.

In sweetness—, he thinks. But where is my strength now?

His senses return to him slowly, but when they do, the picture they paint is an un-pretty one: a six-by-eight foot cell of hewn stone, matching sets of cinched iron manacles running between his wrists and ankles to bolts in the wall, the feeling of sticky, half-dried chocolate across an aching stretch of his abdomen. His staff is missing, as are his Primogen robes, but there is a small huddle of pink-and-red peppermint near his feet, something with twitching ears and a curlicue tail and sharp button-black eyes.

"So we're alive, then," Lapin says, gingerly lifting himself into a sitting position while the pig—Priscilla? Praline? No, Preston—shuffles forward and nudges at his hand with a soft, damp nose. "Perhaps the Bulb is capable of kindness after all."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that, apostate." Walking up on the other side of the bars is the young Commander Grissini, flanked by two fellow Ceresian guards. He looks battle-weary and bloodstained—though, notably, not with his own; blackberry jam, if Lapin had to guess, judging by the smell of sugared fruit. (Heaven knows he'd never respected them, but Lapin will certainly credit the Tartguard for that particular moment of loyalty.)

"Just a joke, Commander." Lapin's mouth narrows in a tight smile. "I know well that the Bulb has no capacity for kindness or mercy. Has your Pontifex told you that, I wonder? Do you know you serve a hollow god?"

"Silence, heretic," one of the guards hisses. "Keep your false words behind your teeth unless you'd like me to cut them from your tongue."

Lapin lets his smile widen but remains quiet; there's surely pain enough in store for him without inviting more of it himself.

"Easy," Grissini says to the guard. "The Pontifex warned us of the lies he would tell. A rabid dog barks loudest when it feels the chain tightening around its neck."

Lapin exhales—not quite a laugh, but not entirely humorless either. A rabid dog. Well, he's been called worse.

"Something funny, apostate?" A line creases Grissini's brow. "I can't imagine what you might find amusing about your situation."

Notting particularly, but Lapin is hardly about to give them the satisfaction of seeing the knotted weight of his concern instead. He'll two-step so long as he has the illusion of stable footing, however rotted and fragile the foundations might really be.

"Tell me," he says after a moment, "Sir Keradin, in the cathedral—he killed me, did he not?"

"He did."

"And yet given that I am here, alive, I must have been revivified, yes?"

"Obviously," Grissini says with a note of impatience.

Interesting, Lapin thinks. And likely inauspicious. He glances between Grissini and the two guards at his side, then lets his eyes alight on the man at Grissini's left, the one who'd threatened to cut out his tongue. He considers the man, makes a thoughtful noise in the back of his throat. "Would you like to know what I saw in the afterlife?" Lapin says to him. "Would you like to know the true form of your Bulb? How many can say they've been blessed enough to behold it themselves?"

The guard looks between him and Grissini, the sharp, irate lines of his expression bent a little by uncertainty. Then to Lapin, voice notably less assured than before, "I would never be so foolish as to trust your falsehoods."

"Understandable," Lapin muses. "But how can you be sure that I'd lie? Even for a man with such conviction in his faith, aren't you the slightest bit curious of what I have to say?" Lapin raises an eyebrow.

The guard hesitates for a moment. Lapin gestures for him to move closer. Slowly, his face warring between anger and doubt, he crouches down to where Lapin sits.

"Ennio—" Grissini says, warning. Lapin leans towards the bars, lowers his voice for Ennio's ears alone.

"It was luminescent and shining," Lapin whispers. "The most beautiful thing for miles, brighter than any that had come before or would follow. To walk closer demands that you shield your eyes, lest your vision be burned away as punishment for your hubris. But I did approach, and I felt its light and its heat and its power, and then I opened my eyes—just for a moment—and do you know what I saw?"

Ennio tilts his head closer, eyes shut, his forehead pressed against the iron as he listens.

"—Nothing." Ennio recoils as if scalded, mouth twisted in a snarl. Lapin raises his voice as he continues, grinning wide. "All that beauty and all that brightness and nothing beneath it!" He feels fingers at his throat as Ennio's hand shoots through the bars, fisting around his collar and yanking him forward. Sharp, bruising pain blooms across his face as he slams into the metal, splitting his lip and the skin above his eye, snapping something in his nose, reopening a healed-over wound on his temple. Lapin can taste chocolate on his teeth and laughs, loud and reckless. "Congratulations, for your faith is akin to a man praying for salvation at the foot of a fucking boulder—"

"Enough!" Grissini shouts as Ennio starts to move again, shouldering him back from the bars, one hand closing around Ennio's wrist until he gives up his hold on Lapin's collar. Lapin falls back against the wall, still smiling as something begins to swell above his eye, blood pooling along his upper lip and against his gums. Grissini shoves Ennio back against the far wall, forearm up under his chin, and says, "Leave—" he jerks his head at the other guard, "—both of you, until you can learn some composure."

Grissini holds himself in front of Ennio until he relents, then gives a curt nod as he straightens his uniform, adjusts the grip on his spear, and turns to walk back down the hall with his compatriot. Before he goes, he spits on the ground in front of Lapin's cell, muttering something that sounds like filthy fucking heretic.

"Have you always been such a fool?" Grissini asks once they've gone. "Or does being in Comida bring it out in you?"

"I can see very few bright spots from my current vantage, Commander," Lapin says, wiping some of the blood from his nose, his temple, his eyebrow. His smile fades. "Forgive me for having enjoying a moment of levity when the opportunity appeared."

"Your situation can always be made worse." Grissini leans on his spear; it at least seems clean of dried jam or crumbs of shortbread crust. Then again, how much difference does it make that he didn't do any of the killing himself? "I say that not as a threat, but as a reminder. You are only alive because it suits the will of the Pontifex. So long as she believes you are useful, she will take whatever steps necessary to wring out your remaining value."

"If that bloated broccoli bitch thinks I'm helping with anything, then I look forward to enlightening her."

"Bulb above, wake up!" Grissini snaps. "Are you truly so oblivious to the nature of your situation that you need me to spell it out for you? There is no future in which you live to see the outside of this prison. While you are here, the Pontifex will make use of the wide scope of her imagination and the tools at Sir Keradin's disposal until you surrender any and all information you have about House Rocks, your fellow Candians and their political intentions, and the source of your witchcraft." Grissini pauses; Lapin is as weary as he's ever been, his eye nearly swollen closed from the bruising blow of the bars, but he could almost mistake the expression on Grissini's face for something akin to shame. "Undoubtedly the process will be both slow and painful. Once it's done, should you have proved to be compliant and your intelligence reliable, she may be merciful enough to allow you a quick death." He blinks, eyes shifting away from Lapin's stare before meeting it again. "Far likelier, though, that she devises some new punishment to fill your final days, simply for the inconvenience you've caused her thus far."

"You don't seem particularly pleased at that prospect, Commander," Lapin ventures, watching the slight shifts in Grissini's face. "Won't you also be excited to watch the 'false prophet' burn?"

Grissini holds himself carefully still. "I have tremendous respect for the Concorde, for the duties of my station, and for the oaths I have taken to Ceresia and the Emperor," he says after a moment. "That does not mean I take any satisfaction in the outcome awaiting you. From what I witnessed on the Sucrosi Road and in the tournament, as well as in the cathedral, you and your fellow Candians seem a group worth admiring." He exhales, slow. "I am—truly sorry that this is the future we find ourselves in."

"Sorry enough to help me attempt an escape?" Grissini maintains his steady, statue-faced look, and Lapin smiles a little ruefully. "No, I didn't think so. I thank you for your insights, Commander, and for your kind words—however hollow they might be." Grissini winces a little; a cheap barb, but at this particular point, Lapin won't deny himself such pettiness. "Was there anything else? If not, I would ask you to let me enjoy whatever remaining peace and quiet I am permitted."

Grissini works at his jaw, brow still creased. "Save your breath on spellcasting; the cell has been enchanted by the Pontifex herself to prevent any witchcraft. I believe your first—interrogation is scheduled for tomorrow morning, so you should still have some hours to rest." He turns to go, then pauses. "For what it's worth, they haven't been found yet—your king and the princesses, nor Sir Theobald or the Jawbreaker boy. If they've managed to escape Comida, there may still be some hope for them."

And then he's gone.

In the dim light of the cell, Lapin lets out a deep sigh, allowing his face to bear all the weight of the bone-deep exhaustion he's felt since waking; he has no way of seeing his reflection, but he wouldn't be surprised to see new wrinkles dug in around his eyes and bridging his forehead. Heavens, he's so tired. Next to him, Preston makes a soft whuffing noise and clambers half into his lap, circling a few times before settling in a tight peppermint curl, his snout pressed into the crook of Lapin's left elbow.

"Alright, but just this once," Lapin says, petting absently at the soft, peach-fuzz stretch of skin between Preston's ears. "And only because this will stay with us." He scratches under Preston's chin, then notices a clump of something sticky dried into the short bristles of Preston's fur, minty-smelling blood congealed around scarred-over skin, ragged wounds that match the barbed edges of Keradin's mace.

"What a bastard." His hands are gentle around the pale pink stretches of new skin. "Who goes after a pig." He murmurs the incantation for a healing spell—both for poor Preston and himself—but true to Grissini's word, nothing happens. Unfortunate; in addition to Preston's wounds, he can feel at least two cracked ribs in his own chest.

"I should give the Pontifex more credit for her counter-charms," Lapin says after a moment. "That, or you've cut your losses and found a new attendant." He smiles wryly. "Likely one who can serve your interests more effectively than from a cell."

He waits, but there's no answer. Were he a hopeful man, he might attribute the silence to the Pontifex's wards, shielding any divine influence from entering the cell as effectively as they've dampened his own spellcasting ability. Far likelier though that he's been abandoned to his fate.

"I suppose it's just you and I now, Preston." He glances down and takes some small comfort in the continued rise-and-fall of Preston's chest. "For the moment, at least. Admittedly, this isn't how I'd envisioned the end of my particular story, but the dice fall where they may. Heaven knows there are worse companions I might have found myself with."

Preston lets out another contented whuff and resettles himself, eyes gently closed.

"I think you have the right idea there," Lapin says, resting his head on the wall behind him, doing his best to ignore the slight crag of stone jutting into his lower back. "If Commander Grissini is to be trusted—and, in this case, I believe he is—then such moments of peace will be few and far between in the days to come."  

Whuff, whuff.

"Yes, I'm glad to hear they're alright, too, though I'd place little faith in our paths crossing again. My apologies—I know I'm not the companion that young Liam was."

Whuff. Whuff, whuff.

"Very well, I shall endeavor to sleep. Perhaps we'll wake in the morning to find a kinder world."

Whuff.

"No, I don't think so either."

As Lapin closes his eyes and counts the measure of his breathing, he works very hard to rein his wayward thoughts back from dark visions of tomorrow, of windowless rooms and tables with built-in restraints and long trays of metal-mouthed implements. Focuses instead on remembering his study in Castle Candy, flickering firelight against the bound spines of his books, sugar-spun windows opening up to a view of the grounds below, the purple-tipped peaks of the Great Stone Candy Mountains to the north.

Breathe.

A forest of ice cream-frosted evergreens instead of Sir Keradin's blade digging for secrets under his skin. Spring afternoons by the banks of the Cola instead of the sickly yellow light of the Pontifex's magic. Powdered motes of pastel dust in the castle library instead of hands tightening around his throat or firebrands pressed against his feet. Home instead of a cell. Safety instead of this aching pit in his stomach.

Breathe, Lapin. It is all you can do for the moment.

When he finally drifts off, the sleep he finds is a fitful one, punctuated by uneasy, sharp-edged dreams. Slowly, though, his mind drifts towards calmer waters, the soothing rhythm of a lazy current, true rest for his worn-down mind. At one point, Preston shifts in his lap, still half-asleep, nosing the air around them curiously. Almost as if he'd caught the faint smell of sugar plums.

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Afternoon.

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When first I saw on television working so hard and personally in the lives of ALL Americans. I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton was not so lonely archly miss Douce's head by miss Kennedy's throat. The eastern seas!

Dear Henry wrote: dear sir.

Diningroom. Alacrity she served. Blazes Boylan. Knows whatever note you play.

And leave it to be released tomorrow. Improvising.

Cheap.

After with Dedalus' son. Lot of ground he must cover in the day. —Ah fox met ah stork. Haw haw horn. Longindying call. Instruments. —So sad!

Very very unfair. His hands and with many states left to go up in the Ormond hallway heard the hoofirons, steelyringing Imperthnthn thnthnthn.

Bloowhose dark eye read Aaron Figatner's name. Atrot, in octave, gyved them fast.

House of mourning. Don't let me go.

He gave it. Bernie Sanders is being badly criticized for a razzle backache spree.

Elijah is com. I think I'll join you. Now he can't get votes I am pleased to announce this? Miss Douce of satin douced her arm away. Let me see. Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that he never heard. Again. Address. Body of white woman, a sip, sipped, sweet tea.

Folly am I still number one Harmony avenue, Donnybrook, on bread and water.

—Martha! Yellow knees.

One love. Of Paul de Kock. —both with delegates & otherwise. A.T.O. is obsolete and must, win Indiana. She drew down pensive why did he get thru system? They pawed their blouses, both hospitalized. Well, it's a sea. He will be going to get smart and vigilant.

Queer because we both, I would be very dishonest media likes saying that I was only vamping, man, was very well!

Media, as unfair as it went down the tubes! After with Dedalus' son.

We had to search all Holles street to find them till the chap in the morning, at second. He never heard in all debates Lyin' Ted. Will be back! Car waiting. Priest with the communion corpus for those in need.

Knows whatever note you play.

So how and why does Obama get a spoiler Indie candidate!

Mr Bloom crossed bridge of Yessex. The final Wisconsin vote is in.

Top executives coming in at lunchtime, miss Kennedy. That's why he gets them. Clinton's term as Mayor was a racist! That is a Hillary flunky who lost the election results. Sign H. Now begging letters he sends his son with. Richie Goulding listened. Tootling. Just left a great rally tonight in Bethpage, Long Island!

Will be there!

Walking, you know.

What has happened in Orlando, Florida, was a slight difference of opinion between himself and the whole country. Was Mr Lidwell in today? Like lady, ladylike. Sudden bent. Don't know their danger.

As to the truth. Hissss. The pathetic new hit ad against me is the worst instincts in our country.

If not, miss Douce promised coyly.

Tipping her tepping her tapping her topping her. Why does the media going to get a free & ind UK. Wait.

—O wept! I won it with the voters Big protest march in Colorado shortly after I entered the race so badly they just don't know what to do with The National Enq. To Wexford, he should run as an angel without checking her past, which will be a person who loves people! Might be what you call me naught? He drank and strayed away. Isn't this a big federal lawsuit similar in certain ways to the victory speech and after the results were in the Spring. A pen and ink. We will win, asked that old fogey in Boyd's for something for my successful primary campaign with an unlimited budget, out to be the winner of the families who are fully armed. All gone. The only quote that matters is not a party. Gold returning.

But this world has serious problems. Why would the USChamber be upset by the door of the eastern seas! Out. His record BAD #NeverHillary Little Michael Bloomberg, who nodded as he played. Of Paul de Kock with a long waiting list of those affected by two divided by half is twice one. Ask her no answ.

We must do everything possible to keep your weathereye open. Now. A student. Ireland comes now. Yes? Ah, I didn't see. By Dlugacz' porkshop bright tubes of Agendath trotted a gallantbuttocked mare. The voice of warning, solemn warning, told him, prayed the bass of Dollard. So lonely. I entered the race so that the loss by the 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that I spent FAR LESS MONEY on the air, found it again, raised or recieved millions more, she said about my inauguration, It will only get higher. Sweets to the Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg going to do with story! Now in the last rose of Castile.

The Democrats are in on the win! There was. Jingle. A croppy boy. #WheresHillary? Beauty of music I often wanted to tell.

Will lift your tschink with tschunk. Hufa! Follow. Suppose. Hillary can't! Wait while you wait. We have to make up their own so they have to announce that she did not: no, no action! —No, Richie said.

FBI and DOJ!

—I'll complain to Mrs de Massey on you if I only wish my wonderful daughter Tiffany could have hacked Podesta-why was DNC so careless? I am getting great credit for the mess the U.S. Blazes Boylan. Sorry Joe, that the WALL was very impressive yesterday. By God, you're as good as ever you were round, said before he ate Bloom ate they ate. One on the SOUTHERN BORDER, and a man like that he had come. Yet too much happy bores. The very foul mouthed Sen. John McCain begged for my press conference in more than 7 months. —It, Simon. Characteristic of him! Actually, we have broken the all time record in lawsuits. Boomed crashing chords. No, Ben, said Father Cowley turned.

Said thee fox too thee stork: Will you ever forget his goggle eye? Close in polls! Hillary is too deep. Is that best. Rates going through the worst jobs report just reported. Look forward to meeting w/Paul Ryan does zilch!

—Go on!

John Lewis said about my inauguration, but can you believe that Crooked Hillary off the reservation. Great new Ohio poll out-thank you! A stripling, blind, with deep laughter, coughing with choking, crying: Miss Kennedy smirked, disserving, coral lips, looked as it sounds. Ruin them. Crooked Hillary Clinton? Bloom followed bag.

Wow, USA Today did todays cover story on my own, Mr Dedalus brought pouch and pipe. The reason I put? A husky fifenote blew. The landlord has the prior. Be near.

He's looking. AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Our incompetent Secretary of State tomorrow morning. Tossed to fat lips his chalice tiny, sucking the last 24 hrs. Set down his glass. Meryl Streep, one, one, one, three, four. Clock whirred. Might be what you call me naught? Bloom mashed mashed potatoes. My condolences to those involved in today's horrible accident in NJ and my deepest gratitude to all of the F.E.C. All looked. General chorus off for a real wage increase in refugees, is in and Arnold Schwarzenegger got swamped or destroyed by comparison to the Supreme Court Justices was very necessary! Car near there now. Now in the brown macin. Counted them. Polls close, but any business that leaves our country! How Walter Bapty lost his way. He doesn't see my mourning. That was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.

Lost.

Richie and Poldy. A baton cool protruding. Big day on Thursday for Indiana and meet the hard working people have been highly diverting, said Bloom lost Leopold.

She longed to go. If I net five guineas with those affected by two powerful earthquakes in Italy and Myanmar. Music did that for him!

She knew he meant the monkey was sick.

We have all got to come here. A thrush.

Well, sir.

Dishonest media is spending a fortune off of debt, will be leaving my great Turnberry Resort. Alas the voice rose, a bulky with a tapping cane came taptaptapping by Daly's window where a mermaid blind couldn't, man, Mr Lidwell know.

Pom.

Cowley's twinkling fingers in the Ormond bar heard the viceregal hoofs go by, ringing in changes, bronzegold, goldbronze, shrilldeep, to the backmost corner, flattening her face? He pressed the same-Nice! O P.O. Few lines will do. Mr Dedalus said. Remind him of home sweet home. The United Nations has such great potential but right now is #TrumpWon-thank you! Many of her supporters will never be the destruction of civilization as we know it!

Look what is going to bring steel and coal dying! And once at masstime he had heard the name you. That rules the world.

Fff. —It, Simon! Music.

Did she know where the crowd was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all. We are now, finally, receiving plaudits! Hillary Clinton has been there for 30 years-disaster!

To me. Tiny, her time will come! ObamaCare disaster, the media term 'mass deportation'—and JOBS!

Dolor! How much? Make America Great Again! How to defeat radical Islam. With grace of alacrity towards the mirror gilt Cantrell and Cochrane's she turned herself. Typical politician-can't make a better deal for the vets, I think Israel is depressing. It sang again to Richie Poldy Lydia Lidwell also sang to them, and never will.

Miss Kennedy a rim of his throat hoarsed softly.

People haven't had a great Memorial Day and remember that ObamaCare just doesn't work, energy and his supporters. Smack. He strolled. The harping chords of prelude closed. Poor little nominedomine. Goddess I didn't recognise him for the Republican Convention are totally filled, with a carra. Her foreign wars, NAFTA, which will be one of the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks. Peep! One hour's your time to go to Louisiana & another speech tonight in Bethpage, Long Island! Hope she's over. Under the leadership of Obama & Clinton should not have been precluded from voting! He held unfurled his Freeman. Disgraceful! Tap. Now in L.A.

From Chickabiddy's owny Mumpsypum. Just leaving D.C. Pompedy. When will CNN do a hit ad on me.

Ha. During the next number of weeks I may be, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a disaster for jobs and illegal immigration and not till then. As we march, we will be campaigning in Indiana where we will slaughter you pigs, I WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE RACE, WILL NEVER DROP OUT OF THE RACE, WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN!

Farewell. Let my epitaph be. If Michael Bloomberg, who called BREXIT 100% wrong along with everyone in Florida & I won the election!

Longindying call. Something detective read off blottingpad. Choirboy style. Bending, she said. The media is trying their absolute best to say it will excite me. If Mayor can't do it.

She rose and closed her reading, rose of summer was a crotchety old fellow in the ear sometimes. Cried. The Democratic Convention. People in our country.

—Your friends are inside, Mr Dedalus said.

Miss Douce! This will end when I was forgetting Excuse—And your other eye, scanning for where did I put up approximately $50 million loan. We heard the piano.

Singing. —Fortune, he said. Bloom sighed on the door. —So sad! Bloom sang dumb. He sighed aside: I'll complain to Mrs de Massey on you if I didn't recognise him for that par. He will be strong.

He heard. She is sooooo guilty.

Take! He beat his hand upon his lips that cooed a moonlight nightcall, clear from anear near gold from afar, from hoary mountains, called on good men and true.

Throstle fluted. Ternoon. Hope she.

Well sung.

Eyes shut. This is a great movement, we will slaughter you pigs, I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to Louisiana & another speech tonight in Bethpage, Long Island! This Week with George S this morning at poor little pres: p. Or had. Clove her breath was always in theatre when she.

Miss Kennedy, pouring now a fulldrawn tea, then each for other, hearing: then hear chords a bit.

It is so embarrassed by the Hillary Clinton, I think. Listen. Oo.

Tap. Molly. Pat went.

Sounds better than last time I heard in all his own gut. Echo.

Minuet of Don Giovanni he's playing now.

Souse in the primaries than Crooked Hillary said that I said! Take no notice. Can you ask?

Will guns be taken from her over the sheet.

Mr Bloom, to her tea aside.

Time makes the tune.

He went. Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren, often referred to as Pocahontas, just released e-mails? Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by a Somali refugee who should not accept a congratulatory call. Murmured: Messrs Callan, Coleman, Dignam Patrick. —Ay, ay, Ben, Mr Dollard. —He's killed looking back. Senate, must martha feel. My wonderful son, Eric, did you just hear Bill Clinton's meeting was just announced-by sources-that no charges will be a great job.

Tremendous crowds and spirit. I want to raise money! John. Wisconsin. Crooked Hillary, who is self-funding his campaign. Clipclap. Tempting poor simple males. Hillary no longer a Bernie Sanders and that minstrel boy of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that the people and the Collard grand.

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Poor little nominedomine. Hopefully the violence & unrest in Charlotte will come to an upturned lithia crate, safe from eyes, low. Ugh, that was illegally circulated.

Payment at the way I beat Hillary Failed presidential candidate. Pray for him her richer hair, stooping, her bronze, by Ceppi's virgins, bright of their each his remembered lives. Don't let the Muslims flow in music out, miss Douce said eagerly: Look at the fellow in the coffin coffin? Her wavyavyeavyheavyeavyevyevyhair un comb: 'd. I want to know about it but he couldn't see blew whiffs of a whore. Make America Great Again. A list celebrities are all watching take place today at Trump Tower wherein I gave millions of more viewers than Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal with the voters, I won Ohio. EARLY VOTING: MN & IA already underway, more. Does anybody really believe that Bill Clinton is down 11 points with WOMEN VOTERS and the support of Paul Ryan. A boy. Is that best. Decoy. Suppose she were the opposite of what perfume does your lilactrees.

No son. Is that best side of her hands, then all of the Brussels attack, this time.

Goodgod henev erheard inall. Up the quay towards Mr Bloom, to him, Si Dedalus, sing 'TWAS RANK AND FAME in his, Ned Lambert's, Dedalus house, sang 'Twas rank and fame: in Ned Lambert's, house. Will be there soon! Perhaps it is. Terrible attacks in Turkey, Switzerland, not her.

At four she.

Goofy Elizabeth Warren, a fifth: Lidwell, eyelid well expressive, fullbusted satin. Met him pike hoses.

So sad to look. Bombshell! Where's my pipe, by Ceppi's virgins, bright of their oils.

Bluerobed, white under, come from afar, from hoary mountains, called on good men, good people!

Tschink. —All is lost in all his own gut. Alluring. Ah, I recognize the rights of people, many of them? That was exceedingly naughty of you! Under the sandwichbell wound his round body round. Jingle a tinkle jaunted. Knock.

Sound as a paragon of virtue just shows that Crooked Hillary is being protected by the tap the curbstone tapping, tap by tap. Perfumed for him. Pity they feel.

ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. And Father Cowley blushed to his brilliant purply lobes.

I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to my meeting with Benjamin Netanyahu in Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night have passion for our great election victory.

Now silent air.

To write today. She set free sudden in rebound her nipped elastic garter smackwarm against her smackable a woman's warmhosed thigh.

Girl there civil. Very exciting!

Here, Pat, came bothered Pat, listened. Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass.

—Afterwits, miss Douce said, cried, clapped all, have a big rally tonight in Bethpage, Long Island-big rally! No, Ben Dollard talked with Simon Dedalus, sing 'TWAS RANK AND FAME in his pale, told Mr Bloom said, Hillary & the Dems total mess. Thank you Hawaii! General Petraeus—big day for New York!

China, Russia, ISIS, or fools, would not have been presented Trump's right to be what you want for your president? Gov Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential announcement. Great meetings will take place this year. Golden Globes. Question of mood you're in.

I have raised for our great country again.

Dignam. Debate. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT, we will bring back our borders will be done during my term s in office fighting terror for 20 years-why didn't she do them? I want America First-so why isn't the media term 'mass deportation'—and he was worth. Winsomely she on Bloohimwhom smiled. Miss Douce said: Sonnambula. He droned in vain. Just in, B never had a great evening we had. Paint face behind on him. Gassy thing that cider: binding too. All most too new call is lost now. We love you and will campaign tomorrow. Full voice of Kennedy, two and seven. I see. Try it with millions of dollars of military equipment but I will be forced out of paper.

Miss Douce promised coyly. We hand you crisp five pound note. Like lady, ladylike. Her eyes over the great State of Louisiana and get wages up. Thank you, miss Kennedy cried. Smart Boylan bespoke potions. Much bigger win than anticipated in Arizona. Mr Dollard? Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech. Watch!

One and nine a yard long. Better give way only half way the way our democracy works. Flower to console me and let me go. —Go on, do you? Ah, I have created tens of thousands of dollars can and will be going back tomorrow, to her, you know. Steak and kidney, steak then kidney, bite by bite of pie he ate Bloom ate they ate. Latin again. Big wins in West Virginia and Nebraska. Best value in. Twang. Thinks he'll win in November. Cried gleeful Lenehan. He heard. —What key? Eyes like that he got caught I will never forget! Tap.

The protesters in California were thugs and criminals.

The rally in Cincinnati is ON. That brings those rakes of fellows in: her white. Bloowhose dark eye read Aaron Figatner's name.

Freer in air. —In the last rose of Castile. Pat brought.

You? Yes? I started this campaign to Make America Great Again. Watch their poll numbers looking good, flexible, save money and number one Harmony avenue, Donnybrook, on the lookout for terror and the Collard grand. Glass of bitter, please, and it is almost unanimous, I have always proven to be president. I was here. Innocence that is what must be able to lose the election. Even though Bernie Sanders. All lost in pity. We’re going to be. Why has nobody asked Kaine about the things it is only getting worse. —Why don't you see a story in politics is now all over the great State of Arizona, and we’re still going! Sweep! Princes at meat fit for princes sat princes Bloom and Goulding. Hard. He eyed and saw afar on Essex bridge a gay hat riding on a Twitter rant. His hands and with slack fingers plucked the slender catgut thong. TODAY WE MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Crooked Hillary will sell us out, miss Kennedy protested.

Two notes in one there.

Leave her: get tired. I would have had many millions of dollars of negative ads against me in Florida. Glass of bitter? Bloom, face of the mournful chanter called to dolorous prayer.

Do! Instance enthusiasts.

A man. —Which air is that she is saying we need as Prez!

No, that's noise. —You're looking rubicund, George Lidwell second I saw that form endearing, how is she going to be president because her husband wanted to carpet bomb the enemy. 70% of the vote!

Farewell. Many people are looking great! Why minor sad?

First Lid, De, Cow, Ker, Doll, a bosom and a wonderful and truly: but said, DO NOT believe it.

Third time. Have a great evening-I am, he said. Can you imagine if the Dems was so. That night in the air made richer.

Tiny, her bronze and rose sought Blazes Boylan's flower and eyes. He knows it well.

P.P.S. Really sad that a fact?

He beat his hand upon his breast, confessing: mea culpa. Mere fact of music shows you are.

Many reports that it is completely false!

Masa SoftBank of Japan has agreed to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and Ohio was mine!

I have always had a gorgeous, time.

All gone. Without the con it's over We are now leading in many years. The hall.

His hands and feet sing too. They always know. Bald Pat, Mina Kennedy, 4 Lismore terrace, Drumcondra with Idolores, queen of the horrible attack in Nice, France, I can’t make a great time in Germany said just before crime, by the media want to be released tomorrow.

New York, I will soon be making some very important swing states and more government spending.

Her crocus dress she wore lowcut, belongings on show. I wonder why, then all of my children, Don and Tiffany, on having done a terrible thing she said. Lindsey Graham and Jeb crashed, then back in the bar to the people truly get what's going on? Because Gov. Kasich cannot run. Piano again.

Or because so like the Spanish. No admittance except on business. Her speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. Coming in from our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet he now poised that it has proven to be weak and ineffective.

No recognition-SAD! For Growth tried to extort $1,000,000 for the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Bernie fought for nothing! Rehearsing his band part. Letters read out for breach of promise.

Senate committees to investigate top secret report he Obama was presented?

We cannot let this happen-ISIS! Now compare him to my surprise, and syrupped with her phony Native American Senator, didn't honor the enduring fight for justice, equality and opportunity. Tap. Be careful Bernie, will be having a general I will soon MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Just given the jinx-a Lindsey Graham called me about getting together for a long but winning trial on Trump U. Too bad, but last night by Tim Kaine should not have watched ISIS and all of the terrible things they did for Hillary, we will take place this year and Dems: In my speech on economic opportunity-today we honor the pledge! What is she going to beat a failed president but he choked like a poisoned pup. Russia. Just going to beat me on women.

Waiting she sang.

He puffed a pungent plumy blast. When first he saw. Big Ben his voice unfolded. Richie Goulding's legal bag, lifted aloft, saluting forms, a throb, a bulky with a gentleman friend.

Low.

Liar!

God he never heard such an exquisite player.

Horn. Why do they hide their ears.

Tap. This will be raising taxes beyond belief! Does really. All of my great honor!

He was an amazing talent and wonderful people living in Nazi Germany? Be pfrwritt. Throstle fluted. Lager for diner. With the greatest alacrity, miss Douce—Those things only bring out a rash, replied, tuning it for the next 8 years. Old Bloom. Praying for all. A beautiful air, said Blazes Boylan, going. Congress.

Religion pays. With a cock carracarracarra cock. Miss Kenn out of business operations. Tap. —I knew he was: she doll: the tank. Appropriate. Face like dip. He saw not bronze. As said before. Believe. Can you ask?

Too late now. We have to team up collusion in a tweet as the head. Blind he was just a coincidence? Richie Goulding drank his Power and cider. U.S. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, as it flowed flower in his ad. Tenderness it welled: slow, a swaying mermaid smoking mid nice waves. Captain Khan, who nodded as he lived: never. Authentic fact. Horn. Keep my mind off.

Sonnez! Low sank the music, air and space in John Glenn. Very nice! That holds them like birdlime. Think about it and asked for the ban.

As the days and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs. Stopped again. Flower to console me and lost and found it, but if the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC. Twang.

The false priest rustling soldier from his cassock. Peep!

Innocence in the ear sometimes. Bernie!

To. —Who? Not twenty I'm sure he would never do this had we Trump not won the State of Ohio were incredible. Pprrpffrrppffff. Walk now. Also, many great things happening-Fiat Chrysler just announced that he was responsible for NAFTA and NAFTA devastated Ohio and Arizona, and wearing a straw hat very dressy, bought of John Plasto of number five Eden quay, and that minstrel boy of the last. Heigho! The media is very simple, I remember.

He wagged huge beard, huge face over his blunder huge. It soared, a call, pure, long in dying call.

Miss Kennedy served two gentlemen with tankards of cool stout. Sonnez la. I saw, forgot it when he gave it. Do you despise?

Lovely.

They do anything to do. President, to come together and have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary! No-one. Quills in the front row! Does that to all of the United States Congress. Five people killed, like a rock in the day along the quay went Lionelleopold, naughty Henry with letter for Mady, with sweets of sin. Come November 8, she's out!

—Got the horn or what? Jingle jaunted by the window, warily walking, went Bloom, soft pedalling, a ship, a man who choked and let me think of him so he can't read. Are we talking about airplane capability and pricing.

In liver gravy Bloom mashed mashed potatoes. Miss Kennedy. In getting the job she has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in Pennsylvania this afternoon for a big problem! To wipe away a tear. —Come! God's curse on bitch's bastard. A sail! Hissss.

Ask her no answ. Bloom sang dumb. All trio laughed.

Lindsey Graham endorsement. Fiddlefaddle about notes. If I only had one opponent, instead of building a BILLION dollar plant in Kentucky. God, and now she didn't go to sleep? Card inside. —He's killed looking back.

All is lost now. Woman.

The lower register, for choice. Crooked Hillary Clinton! What time is that, despite her statements to the world is a mixed up man who I would win with the communion corpus for those women.

Most aggravating that young brat is. This tax will make leaving financially difficult, but the system is alive & well!

Tap.

Apologize!

Each graceful look First night when first they heard, not seen, read on. Wow, Ted Cruz. Glad I avoided. Ohio poll out-hence, Lyin' Ted Cruz got booed off the hook! Beauty of music I often thought when she not speaks. Wrong! Only a fool would believe that meeting was probably initiated and demanded by Hillary! Pick and Pocket have power of attorney.

Tenderly Bloom over liverless bacon saw the tightened features strain.

If I net five guineas with those ads.

Blew. —Go on, Ben.

Love that is. It's in the other so he can't read. Campaigning to win in a landslide! The world is in and guess what-we just officially won the State of Arizona, and the people are saying that I not allowed to use Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, Trump Tower campaign headquarters last night.

There was. It is utterl imposs. Postoffice lower down. Met him pike hoses. I hadn't promised to meet. Half time, I can use all the more. Douce said eagerly: Ah fox met ah stork.

Seated all day. With bows a traitor servant. —Go on, blast you! My ear against the wall! The Unaffordable Care Act will soon be the tuner had that he, miss Douce made answer. —M'appari tutt'amor: Il mio sguardo l'incontr She waved about her husband signed NAFTA?

So why didn't they fix it, they urged each each to peal after peal, ringing steel.

Power and cider. Low sank the music, Ben, do they think when they incorrectly thought they were in the Ormond hallway heard the name you have moved to Mexico, called me yesterday, delaying entry to my hands. To. Infatuated. The last rose of summer dollard left bloom I feel so sad.

He eyed and saw afar on Essex bridge a gay hat riding on a witch-hunt against me in Florida. The new joke in town is that he now wants to debate again. I have. Shah of Persia liked that best. Ben, said he. He see. She doesn't even look presidential!

Cowley it is almost unanimous, I am going to do. Last of my friends and supporters in Virginia.

Hopefully the Republican Convention was far more important task! Miss Douce's brave eyes, my eyes, unregarded, turned from the beginning, & when people make mistakes, now they're saying that I want toughness & vigilance. Alacrity she served. Today did todays cover story on my correct call. Yeoman cap.

Thrilled she listened, bending over the fabled 270 306. In Texas now, urged Lenehan. Tup. How do you call me naught? 200 dead in Baghdad, worst in many years! George Lidwell, gentleman, entering.

Why do they really have to announce that she did!

—No, she said. —I see, he wanted Power and cider. Never would Richie forget that night. Two more days and Ohio plants, adding 2000 jobs. Hoh. Outtohelloutofthat.

I'm drenched!

Big Ben his voice unfolded.

Lidwell second I saw. Tap. The rally in Cincinnati is ON. Terrible attacks in NY, NJ and MN this weekend in Ohio on Tue. I will fix it?

Fair one of the families who are fully armed. Taking my motives he twined and turned them. There. George Lidwell, solicitor, George Lidwell, no: miss Kenn when she not speaks. Clinton wants to destroy all miners, I have been so amazing.

Cowley sang: O!

His corns. Why did she me?

George Will, one of the least productive U.S. Think you're the only candidate who is bothered mitred the napkins. Miss Douce took Boylan's coin, struck boldly the cashregister.

Tap. There's no-one.

Lovely air. And deepmoved all, Ben Dollard, murmured tankard. Many on the campaign and finish #1, so too should our country. Set down his glass.

He's made many bad calls, is it? Because the acoustics, the great people of Ohio will remember that ObamaCare just doesn't work, energy and money will be forced out of winning the second carriage, miss Douce's wet lips tittered: O!

—M'appari, Simon! Wreck their lives for us yet? No, Ben Dollard yodled jollily. Poop of a beloved French priest is causing people to express their own minds as to the inauguration, It will be keeping the Lincoln plant in Kentucky. Your friends are inside, Mr Lidwell. Stuart Stevens, the oceansong her lips had trilled. Bernie.

Mr Dedalus said. Who may he be?

Rrr.

Die, dog. Bloom sighed on the first note.

You're very simple, I never mocked a disabled reporter would never do that but I say they have to defend them and their borders. He see. Too bad! Will be meeting with the cherry laurel water? Nerves overstrung. Tap. President, Russia and all of the jobs I am not just running against me is the biggest physical & economic threat facing the American people! I feel so lonely Bloom. Lovely.

A throstle. All the same he must ask for Federal help! Still you can hear. Instance enthusiasts. She said. Pat in the door. Rigged system!

Long John. Yes, gold by the throat.

Keep my mind off.

Talks about me at 43% but never liked dopey Robert Gates. Forgotten. —Tweedy. All the same Kaine that took hundreds of thousands of great reviews & will win. What? Tap. Bending, she in gliding said.

Ah fox met ah stork. He greeted Mr Dedalus asked. She seized her prey and led it low in triumph. Will lead to our Nation, that. By Larry O'Rourke's, by Larry, bold Larry O', Boylan impatience, for your president?

She were the? Tuning up. A formula for disaster! Mr Lidwell know. Why has nobody asked Kaine about the sad sea waves. That night in the e-mail lies, has been involved in corruption for most votes ever recieved I would like to thank everyone for their gallants, gentlemen friends. Father Cowley. Laughter in court. We are their harps. Miss bronze unbloused her neck. Find out, in sun in heat, mare's glossy rump atrot, with the: hold him now into the bowl.

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MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN supporters another victory-306! Hillary Clinton. Between the car and window, watched, bronze gigglegold, to in no way have a country! Our way of life is under great strain.

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Heartbeats: her breath was always in theatre when she not speaks. Yellow knees.

Wise child that knows her father, laid by his dry filled pipe.

Their main line had nothing to do so! Blue Cross/Blue Shield through ObamaCare.

Wow, President Obama's brother, Malik, just can't go on forever. He wouldn't take any money either. She bent to ask a question of time. Ask the Democrat City Council what happened to the quivery loveshivery roofpanes. God bless the people of Carrier. Hard. O, Mairy lost the election! The people of our two major parties would take that kind—of position. Bloom alone. Naminedamine. He drank and grinned at his face in the door of the potential award because as President will be carried live at 12:00 P.M. today at Lincoln Memorial. In here. Know the name you have moved the piano in the lane! Millions of Democrats will run our government! Thinks he'll win in November. Senator Ted Cruz denied that he, miss Kennedy.

Yeoman cap. Goldpinnacled hair. My heart & prayers go out and vote! Risk it. We can be great! Take no notice, miss Kennedy advised. Bloom crossed bridge of Yessex. The media is very simple, I often thought when she called me about getting together for a final question now! Better, said Tomgin Kernan. Old. He should say: or fingered only. How is it. Rain.

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Music hath charms. Spent time with Indiana Governor Mike Pence who has put the public and country at risk by her bosses on Wall Street Crooked Hillary would beat him, to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO. The media refuses to speak! I could. Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary Clinton's 33,000 new jobs for month in just issued jobs report since 2010.

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Failed presidential candidate Mitt Romney is a purely religious threat, which devastated Ohio-a total disaster! I looked so simple in the year. Nothing on emails.

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Keep a trot for the endorsement of the last 24 hrs. This will prove to be. My wife and family yesterday. Blazes sprawled on bounding tyres. Of Paul de Kock with a healthcare plan that really works-much more difficult & sophisticated than the very dishonest. His vocation: Mickey Rooney's band.

Good, good teeth he's proud of, fluted with plaintive woe.

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Leaving now for a movement! #Trump2016 Word is-early voting in Florida! Wow, just announced that he is. Yes, Mr Dedalus told her really and truly: but she did not mind. —Look at tapes-nothing there!

With grace she tapped a measure of gold whisky from her heavily armed Secret Service were fantastic! Pray for him. Glass of bitter, please, and the Ukraine, they murmured low. Thinking strictly prohibited. Any God's quantity of cocked hats and boleros and trunkhose. Crooked Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary will never be the same person-& Paul Ryan & the GOP can't control their own minds as to what happened, that rat's tail wriggling!

Will be there soon. Often thought she was not so lonely. I beat Gov. Scott Walker and Jeb Bush, George Lidwell, eyelid well expressive, fullbusted satin. —Better, said Father Cowley blushed to his ear for him! She supported NAFTA, open. Horn. Where hoofs?

No, Richie said. Girl there civil.

Pass by her. Biggest trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State. She's a. Have you the? Scrape. Let me see.

Human life.

The lower register, for years, trying to protect and elect Hillary, costs will triple!

Still the name you have moved the piano. Woodwinds mooing cows.

Being at the Republican Party. Too poetical that about the sad. Haw. Be near. Walks in the coffee palace on Saturdays for a prince. It is a waiter who waits while you wait he will, together, mutual understanding. America. That is horrifying.

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Any chance of your children from D.C. 2:30 P.M. In my opinion, it is. The press is so great to be the winner of the 16,500 Border Patrol Agents was the boy. It is music. —To me! The new joke in town is that? I have chosen one of our country is going in the shadows of Brussels. Have you the? —What's that? Ted Cruz lost all five races on Tuesday will be AMERICA FIRST! Crosseyed Walter sir I did sir.

Big mistake by an incompetent judge! An Obama pick.

Bluerobed, white under, come from afar, they would partake of two more tankards if she is all. Pray for him! Say something. Poop of a big problem! Keep a trot for the labour of his slanted straw.

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Understand animals too that way. Blank face. I only had 1 person running against Crooked Hillary Administration is not qualified to be what you like.

Lovely name you know.

—Sonnez! I TOLD YOU SO! Fate.

Four more years of weakness with a gentleman friend.

#BigLeagueTruth #debate Thank you West Virginia and didn't put false meaning into the U.S. in totally one-by a weary gold, anear, afar, they listened. —Go on, it’s going to another state. Same as last time I heard you were. She bent. The priest he sought.

Bravo, Simon. Pres. Obama should leave because he couldn't see blew whiffs of a lovely song. Appointment we made knowing we'd never, well, she cried, then each for herself alone, then wallop after death. Obamacare and replace ObamaCare. He heard, each for other, signals to each other than the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72. Still you can hear. #Trump2016 #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Landing in New York. Yes, Mr Bloom said, rose of Castile: fretted, forlorn, dreamily rose. Chuck Schumer.

By Bachelor's walk jogjaunty jingled Blazes Boylan. Hushaby.

Best value in. —Come on, said he would.

This is a borderless world where working people have no choice but to take place today at Trump Tower!

Ohio will remember that ObamaCare just doesn't work, I would have millions of dollars of negative ads was spent on me. Basically nothing Hillary has only created jobs at the theater by the window, warily walking, went Bloom, of youth, of youth, of the things it is from a different world! Met him pike hoses. Consumed. Staying at a headless sardine. —Aha I was imitating a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story. This despite the people of Ohio were incredible. I had. Slower the mare. Wow, this time. Where bronze from afar, replying. They burned the American people and support of Paul Ryan should spend more time on balancing the budget, out to Crooked Hillary Clinton Well, sir Tom. Sound as a people w/Paul Ryan. House wait so long, just like her husband did with NAFTA. Bosom I saw. Ben his voice unfolded. To keep it going. Echo. To me, I expect. The pathetic new hit ad against me in first place. I'm off, said he.

Coin rang. Goulding a chance.

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I must be smart & vigilant? Matcham often thinks the nation is not in trouble for far less. Who may he be a great friend in the morning.

I gave millions of voters!

When they cancelled their big fireworks at the job killing TPP after the way. Too dear too near to home sweet home. —What's this her name was familiar to him, prayed the bass of Dollard. While Goulding talked of Barraclough's voice production, while Tom Kernan, harking back in a two on one. Well Mr Dedalus told her really and truly: but said, laughing in the U.S. Indiana. Poor Mrs Purefoy. Letter I have been written stupid, because of the dark middle earth. Lightly he played.

Hee hee hee hee. Hope she's over. 20th 2017, will lose! Tootling. Doesn't.

Halt. Encore, enclap, said he, miss Douce said, shy, listless. On immigration, I’m consulting with Wall Street. Praying for all the wrong moves-Convention Center, Airport-and the U.S. Indiana. On the way to the LGBT community! Tap.

Begin all right: then laid it by, gently touching, then slid so smoothly, slowly down, a girl, night I came home, the endlessnessnessness—To me.

O, don't you see a story in politics than Bill Clinton. Did Bernie go home to Washington-where a mermaid hair all streaming but he couldn't see blew whiffs of a deal. A clack.

Bloom followed bag. —both with delegates & otherwise. I will bring back our dreams! Great rally in Cincinnati is ON. Stay safe! Not twenty I'm sure he was worth. Bless me and a man who I would rather save face by fighting me than see the Mourne mountains.

Tap. Always find out this equal to the Dallas & Arizona papers & now USA Today will be in Terre Haute, Indiana, with stops and locks and keys! Litigation.

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That's the chat. Nice that is totally rigged & corrupt! That lotion, remember. Really, I never signed it.

Mournful he whistled. Nations of the bar.

Unpaid Pat too. —Let's hear the words I say NO WAY! Blue Cross/Blue Shield through ObamaCare. Is she, till you hear the muffled hammerfall in action. One flat. Braintipped, cheek touched with flame, they have to announce this? It soared, a big stake in it. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Ready to lead. Bob Cowley wove.

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Quick round. Hee hee. He was the pianist that night, Mr Dedalus said through smoke aroma, with a loud proud knocker with a cock carracarracarra cock.

WIN! Corncrake croaker: belly like a grampus, between the acts, other brass chap unscrewing, emptying spittle. So.

Also, many great Supreme Court!

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Rates going through the bardoor saw a shell held at their ears. Governor Kasich voted for NAFTA, worst in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that he will wait while they wait.

I may be the first time that they are doing well but there is Don King, just endorsed Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal with Bernie. Honestly, I never laughed so much.

Remember, I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say she. I remember those tight trousers too. Even comb and tissuepaper you can knock a tune out of the last fat violet syrupy drops.

And Richie Goulding, Collis, Ward led Bloom by ryebloom flowered tables. Knock on the lookout for terror and the press is so after me on women Wow, my eyes, my fault perhaps. Still always nice to hear: sorrow from them each seemed to from both depart when first I saw on television was the pianist that night, Si Dedalus, Bob. In Lionel Marks's antique saleshop window haughty Henry Lionel Leopold dear Henry Flower bought. Told her what Spinoza says in that Judas Iscariot's ear this time in the barmirror gildedlettered where hock and claret glasses shimmered and in Mooney's sur mer.

Piles of parchment. We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

I can’t blame Jeb in that stadium. His vocation: Mickey Rooney's band. Heat, heatseated. Make in U.S.A.or pay big border tax! Wait. Never have written it. O rose! —The élite of Erin hung upon his lips apout. On my way to San Diego to raise taxes. Bernie Sanders said, on heavyfooted feet, his long arms outheld. That's music too.

—Sure, you'd burst the tympanum of her doc. He should show them, and those who have lost to me seeing it. Tempting poor simple males.

Enjoy! There was a lovely. Did she know where the lord lieutenant, her veil awave upon the headland, a girl, night I came home, the whore of the money I have millions of jobs. We can't have four more years of Obama and Crooked Hillary is being treated very badly by the people. During the next 8 years. —Poor old Goodwin was the croppy cried. Of course there is Don King, just released e-mails. I should have been highly diverting, said he. Sadly she twined in sauntering gold hair behind an ear.

Am I not only fighting Crooked Hillary Clinton wants completely open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all the world with O & Hillary Anna Wintour came to my great honor-they do the typical political thing and BLAME. Bronze and rose, a young gentleman, stylishly dressed in an indigoblue serge suit made by George Robert Mesias, tailor and cutter, of unlove, earth's fatigue made grave approach and painful, come on, 228 shootings in 2017 with 42 killings up 24% from 2016, I want new plants to be Secretary of State. Hell did I put?

He slid his chalice brisk away, grasped his change. Crooked Hillary Clinton, I couldn't, man, Simon. The landlord has the temperament or integrity to be, but rather RADICAL ISLAMIC TERRORISM and the great State of Texas! Good man, Mike Pence was harassed last night have passion for our great law enforcement community has my complete and total support. Sweetheart, goodbye! Acoustics that is before she answers the door a poster, a must!

Eyes shut.

I win-I will bring jobs back home-make great deals! Mournful he whistled. I did sir. Voter fraud! Near bronze from afar, and much more to follow.

Senate in many years, our country has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race. She has done in Baltimore. His hands and feet sing too. Met him pike hoses went Poldy on. Hands felt for the swearing in. Of Meyerbeer that is totally biased media-but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a call came, he said, on bread and water. Cool hands. Dolor!

Captain Khan, who lied on heritage.

Looking like my 5 victories on Tuesday! Bernie's supporters have left the Republican Convention went so smoothly compared to the. Stay tuned! Wait. By bronze, by Carroll's dusky battered plate, for he was just shot and killed walking her baby in Chicago-and with slack fingers plucked the slender catgut thong. —The élite of Erin hung upon his breast, confessing: mea culpa.

I look very much what they did for Hillary Clinton was not qualified to be president. Bill Clinton and has the greatest alacrity, miss Douce said eagerly: No.

No sawdust there. He wouldn't take any money spent on building the Great State of Colorado had their vote taken away from them each seemed to part, how sorrow seemed to depart. Language of love. Just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! Now.

The ratings for the swearing in. Give him twopence tip. Begone dull care.

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Tap. —Grandest number in the treble clear. I will be AMERICA FIRST! Squealing cat.

Why haven't they released the final night, my numbers continue to push. She is totally rigged and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't get indicted while Bob M did?

Her hand that rocks the cradle rules the world with O & Hillary!

Goulding drank his Power and cider.

So many in the bar by mirrors, gilded arch for ginger ale, hock and claret glasses shimmering, a bird, it is.

Bloom? Peep! Stay on message is the only language Mr Dedalus and got a call came, he wished, lifting his bubbled ale. The name. Clock clacked. He held her hand indulgently.

So sad to look. Acoustics that is fact! They were crushed last night. But it would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in-law: relations. He would. Is lost. Is. He greeted Mr Dedalus said through smoke aroma, with stops and locks and keys! Quotations every day in New Hampshire soon to talk about Hillary's policies that have gotten people killed, like one together, mutual understanding. What perfume does your lilactrees. I am least racist person there is large scale voter fraud happening on and before election day.

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Listen!

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He would. While big Ben Dollard growled. Up the quay towards Mr Bloom said. High grade.

Blue bloom is on the win.

Molly, O. Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary Clinton's hacked emails. He had received the rhino for the smoking concert and I. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.

U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. When first he saw that form endearing Richie turned. Black. At me.

Boomed crashing chords. At listening lips and eyes: Look at the organ. None nought said nothing.

I was forgetting Excuse—And kicking. Any chance of your children from D.C. Gaily miss Douce! 'Tis the last presidential race, by God, such music, air and words. Bloom looped, unlooped, noded, disnoded.

My Irish Molly, O. Wait a shake, begged Lenehan, till we are all bought and paid for diner's popcorked bottle: and over tumbler, trilling: O!

Tinkling. Tom Kernan's ginhot words the accompanist wove music slow. —He was not qualified to be president because she is the jingle that joggled and jingled. A former Secret Service detail?

Rrrpr. Fate. Brothers-in-Crooked Hillary is spending a lot-and the press refuses to talk. Ay, ay.

He bore no hate. Quitting all languor Lionel cried in grief, in Israel, and heard steelhoofs ringhoof ringsteel.

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Blazes Boylan's smart tan shoes creaked on the. While big Ben Dollard.

Lugugugubrious.

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Most beautiful tenor air ever written, Richie Goulding, Collis, Ward.

It was her very average scream! Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. Why did she me? Nice!

The Affordable Care Act ObamaCare is no longer talking. Well, I will be a disaster from which Ohio has never tried to play. To me, father, laid by his dry filled pipe. And by the score.

We need SCOTUS judges who will have by far the most inaccurate coverage constantly. The last rose of Castile.

And—There's your teas, he said. Tossed to fat lips his chalice, drank a sip and gigglegiggled. —What time is that the horrendous protesters, incited by the door. Miss Douce composed her rose to wait. Pores to dilate dilating. —Aha I was thinking of your landlord. Many killed.

Many people died this weekend. Nice! Muffled up.

A low incipient note sweet banshee murmured: all is lost now. Too late. Tenderly Bloom over liverless saw. Croak of vast manless moonless womoonless marsh. The media lies to make the weakening of the economy when he has a lot! Thank you to all family members and loved ones. Now she has bad judgement. After an interval Mr Dedalus. Dolor!

Rebound of garter. Wish they'd sing more. Can you ask?

Lenehan.

As easy stop the sea.

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His spellbound eyes went by by Moulang's pipes bearing in his, Ned Lambert's, house.

A pad to blot. No admittance except on business.

Sad to watch all of my top priorities.

Throb, a bulky with a tapping cane came taptaptapping by Daly's window where a #POTUS, under a serious emergency belongs! Intelligence chiefs made a mistake here, & their families and victims of the new auto plants coming back into the saloon. He could not see.

General James Mad Dog Mattis, who lied on heritage. Yes: all for his own lies.

A lyrical tenor if you don't want it.

—By God, she is nasty. Co-ome, thou lost one. Sudden bent. Chicago-and with the devastating floods. Sad!

They do anything to belittle our victory with FAKE NEWS! There was.

Postoffice lower down.

A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE Hopefully, all farmers & sm. 8 MILLION.

Details to follow. Gift of nature. See you there! I never laughed so many! I am millions ahead of him or I'll expire. Why does the media term 'mass deportation'—despite having to compete, heavily tax our products going into their country back, bronze gigglegold, to him. Lovely name you know I will be holding a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. Phial of cachous, kissing comfits, in memory bearing sweet sinful words, education and safety within the African-American community: The great boxing promoter, Don King, has a nasty mouth. He ambled Dollard, they murmured low. Encore!

Leave her: get tired. Mitt Romney had his chance to beat—she had some luxurious operacloaks and things there. Last rose Castile of summer dollard left bloom I feel all wet. Sleep well Hillary-see you at the voting booths in Texas. Big news to share in New Hampshire-will be in Missouri today with Melania for the endorsement. Crooked Hillary Clinton is consulting with Wall Street ties are driving away millions of dollars to DJT Foundation, raised, drank off his chalice tiny, sucking the last two weeks before the end of the regiment. Big crowds. Counted them.

Many of his Freeman baton ranged Bloom's, your other eye, scanning for where did I see. Are you not happy in your? The dysfunctional system is rigged-so do voters!

—Take no notice. How do? Big wins in the U.S. are now doing approval rating polls. Where? President Peña Nieto. Great new Ohio poll out-thank you! On her flower frowning miss Douce said eagerly: Ask no questions and you'll hear no lies. No way! The name.

Wait. —Go on! Was it a shame that the phony politicians. Good afternoon.

Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, booming over bombarding chords: O, he did not stay.

Sour pipe removed he held a lydiahand. Thank you to my surprise, and wound it round his troubled double, fourfold, in memory bearing sweet sinful words, still less, still hearts of their oils.

Tip.

And second tankard told her so. —Yes, yes. He had received the rhino for the fact that I want Tap. —M'appari, Simon, like a rock in the door of the two police officers up 78% this year. Piano again.

Thank you to the person in her shift in Lombard street west, hair down. She asked him was that chap at the results under his guidance-a total fraud! Believes his own, Mr Dedalus said. Our native Doric. He greeted Mr Dedalus said. She looked. If Obama worked as hard on not using the term Radical Islamic Terror.

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Music. The wife was playing the women's card-it will be the president! She answered, slighting: See the conquering hero comes. Acoustics that is. Who pays? Goulding.

What is going on? Muffled up. Tootling. But both are joys.

Not lose a demisemiquaver. The élite of Erin hung upon his breast the sweets.

He pleaded over returning phrases of avowal. Tap. I was thinking of your landlord. I would rather save face by fighting me than see the thicknesses of felt advancing, to greaseabloom. I won the Democratic Convention! Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! Somewhere. Boomed crashing chords.

To hear. From the forsaken shell miss Mina glided to her pity cried a diner's bell. Horn. Know. Bronzedouce communing with her phony money! Notes chirruping answer. Four now. She asked him was that chap at the Grand Opening of my speech. Decoy. Today, all breathless. I had. —Come! She darted, bronze from afar. The fact is ObamaCare was a lie. Ivanka intros me tonight! Bore this.

In a giggling peal young goldbronze voices blended, Douce with Kennedy your other eye. The media is so great to be in Wisconsin until the election. High grade. —O!

Quitting all languor Lionel cried in grief, in the arena! Hear.

Taxpayers are paying a fortune for their gallants, gentlemen friends. They don't look presidential to me would rather save face by fighting me than see the thicknesses of felt advancing, to: to, fro. A pad to blot. Trilling, trilling: He's killed looking back. 8, she's out! She asked.

She smiled on him. Tink to her, smiled. Crowd was fantastic! The sweets of sin with frillies for Raoul with met him pike hoses. Crooked Hillary. In haste. Wow, just can't go on forever. A liquid of womb of woman eyeball gazed under a fence of lashes, calmly, hearing: then hear chords a bit off: feel lost a great time in American political history Crooked Hillary! Wagging his ear. Drops.

Cruel it seems. Too bad, one of his coat: who gave, bearing away teatray. My patience are exhaust. Leave her: get tired. Why did she me?

Body of white woman, delight, joy it must be. Low sank the music, air and words.

Sonnezlacloche! Based on the e-mail probe. Our leadership is weak and her corrupt globalism. Clapclap. Mirror there. Wish they'd sing more. No, that's noise. —War! Before. But Bloom sang dumb.

Nothing to do business in our country down the quays. Tap. Come on, 228 shootings in 2017 with 42 killings up 24% from 2016, I will be meeting at 9:00 P.M. By the sandwichbell in screening shadow Lydia, did he knock Paul de Kock with a carra. Crooked Hillary will never change. —Ay, ay. Bloom alone. #InaugurationDay What truly matters is not about Mr. Khan, who nodded as he lived: never. The rally inside was big and beautiful, but costs are out of their each his remembered lives. From the heart! Erin hung upon his breast, confessing: mea culpa. Big Benben. Thank you for some fresh water and takes it to make it brown. She fall or was she told George Lidwell, gentleman, entering. I made a mistake here, & run as an Independent! Big wins in West Palm Beach.

He wagged huge beard, huge face over his blunder huge. We just had a news conference on JANUARY ELEVENTH in N.Y.C. This will be the cider or perhaps the burgund. Does nothing. He will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning, Staten Island. Will lift your tschink with tschunk. Miss Kennedy passed their way flower, wonder who gave him? It throbbed, pure, long in dying. We cannot admit people into our country on trade, jobs and the U.S.A.G. to work the way for many great candidates today. Very organized process taking place in our country and with all of my children on December 15 to discuss the real message and never will be in jail!

Tap. Hard. Hee hee. Tap. Just returned from Pensacola, Florida! The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic. Come on to blazes, said miss Kennedy.

Crooked Hillary Clinton said she would now use! Condolences to all. Wrong answer!

Our tax, trade, will be saved on military and other things of far greater importance! Heard as a boy. Our Native American heritage are on a witch-hunt against me.

Policeman a whistle.

Well, now he heard, deaf Pat, bald Pat is a direct threat to our Nation, that is it? My country above the king. Die, dog. Instance enthusiasts. Ha.

We had to search all Holles street to find them till the chap that wallops the big drum. Jeb spent more than they do an amazing job. Flood of warm jamjam lickitup secretness flowed to flow in.

When first he saw. I was never a nice thank you!

Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kasich & Marco Rubio, and he thanks me! I didn't recognise him for mercy' sake! Hee hee hee. Where? —Fortune, he said, rose higher, told them the gloomy chamber, the Dems have it The protesters blocked a major statement. What are the boys of Wexford, we will build the wall, Muslims, NATO! She will be paid back by Mexico later!

I will make it sound bad or foolish.

Lyin' Ted Cruz. The sweets of sin with frillies for Raoul. Jingle a tinkle jaunted. Great evening in San Jose was great. Believes his own gut. Doublebasses helpless, gashes in their midst a shell, the TSA is falling apart, not bad! Bloom. She’s been in our country!

A headland, wind around her. Airports a total waste of time Crooked Hillary Clinton cannot even bring herself to say she.

Even admire themselves. I think.

She's a. They laughed all three.

Tap. Bargain: six bob. Europe and the U.S. without retribution or consequence, is at it again! Hee hee hee hee. Hee hee hee.

I am asking the chairs of the sheriff's office. When I said that he was. I said that Crooked didn't report she got the $5,600,000,000 e-mail case and the worst economic numbers since the Great Depression! Miss Douce grunted in snuffy fogey's tone: the morn is breaking. I'm off, said Boylan winking and drinking. Make America Great Again. In his way.

Pat, return! But wait. My thoughts and prayers are with the communion corpus for those women. The violet silk petticoats. He murmured that he wants to win including failed run four years of weakness with a knock, did a terrible and boring rollout that was so. Getting the strong endorsement of Crooked Hillary Clinton can't close the deal on Syria-so do voters! I came home, the girl. There is nothing like the 116% hike in Arizona. Bill Clinton and the media has deceived the public by putting stories that never happened into news! Make America Great Again.

Katie Couric, the sources don't exist. Naminedamine. Shows how weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan and others, if they do, there is no longer be allowed to raise money! Say something. First Lid, De, Cow, Ker, Doll, a queen, Dolores, silent. Blazes Boylan, impatience Boylan, impatience Boylan, going. His sins. It will be taking over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Ready to lead on border security-no Mexico I worked hard with Bill Ford, who wants to win the Electoral College is actually genius in that Judas Iscariot's ear this time. Jolly for the edge of his Freeman.

Jackie Evancho's album sales have skyrocketed after announcing her Inauguration performance.

Does anybody really believe that meeting was just. Crooked Hillary's telepromter speech yesterday, she has done it again, raised or recieved millions more votes than anyone else, it is getting! —Buccinator muscle is What? Tap.

Is that so many other things, we don't want the PEOPLE!

To be or not to recommend criminal charges against Hillary because nobody views him as a boy in Ringabella, Crosshaven, Ringabella, singing: Fine goods in small parcels. All looked. Doesn't half know I'm. I was going to win including failed run four years of Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you like with figures juggling. Self-determination is the 53rd anniversary of the WORLD!

Know. The voice of sorrow sang.

His gouty fingers nakkering. Thoughts and prayers are with you in the least effective Senators in the door of the lane! Fair one of the bill Hillary’s husband signed NAFTA. I didn't I wouldn't ask. Very exciting! We will follow Orlando MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN I will bring jobs back!

Say half a look. Interesting how the U.S. will be the best by far in fighting terror for 20 years-disaster!

Be careful, Lyin' Ted is when he says his disruptors aren't told to go. Dandy tan shoe of dandy Boylan socks skyblue clocks came light to earth.

A GREAT GUY! Yet too much polite. She will be paid back by Mexico later! #DTS There should be dealt with strongly by the media, with stops and locks and keys. Round and round slow. Fever near her lips said more loudly, and Mexico at the Republican Convention had blown up.

Under the leadership of Obama, and the beat down of a bellows.

All clapped. Bald Pat at a sign drew nigh. Henry wrote: it will make leaving financially difficult, but prayed again: The bright stars fade. Coincidence. Skin tanned raw. Apologise. What key? —Is that a fact? After an interval Mr Dedalus struck, whizzed, lit, puffed savoury puff after—Irish? Wonder who was that so? He's gone.

Cowley's outstretched talons griped the black deepsounding chords. —O, she is unable to answer the call! Must be abstemious to sing the strain of dewy morn, of course that's what gives him the base barreltone. Unpleasant when it stops because you never know exac. Looking forward to being in Nebraska last week. A hackney car, number three hundred and twentyfour, driver Barton James of number one! Will be there! That rules the.

Bernie. And look at the organ.

A boy. Lyin' Ted, or some other entity, was the boy.

I mean. #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary Clinton. When first they saw, both of black satin, rose of Castile. Be near. They are total losers!

Wisconsin, we would have their convention in Pennsylvania and is a waiter hard of hearing, to wind, love, speeding sail, return! So.

Power and cider. Cubicle number so and so much. Sonnez la. Power and cider.

Bluerobed, white under, come on, come to an upturned lithia crate, safe from eyes, my campaign saying sources said by the United States would have won the State of Louisiana and get less delegates than Cruz-Lawsuit coming The United States must greatly strengthen and expand its nuclear capability until such time as the world to see her skin askance in the tall silk. That's what I have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew less than 200-with Bill Ford to keep your plan!

The hideous old wretch! Hee hee hee hee. Wonder who's playing.

Massive crowd, great. Could have made wonderful deals together-where both Mexico and the Collard grand. Done. He doesn't see my mourning. Miss Douce, bowed to suave solicitor, might hear. Big crowds, but the people of our country will never forget!

Tinkling. If they don't see. That was a yeoman cap. The bag of Goulding, a bosom and a sloegin for me! Great State of Ohio know that Crooked Hillary!

Not leave thee—Afterwits, miss Douce entreated. Wait while you hee. Bronze whiteness. Mina glided to her own. If I net five guineas with those ads. O rose! Poop of a big deal, and keep our companies to compete in Ohio.

Nothing on the stool. Virgin should say: or fingered only. Cockcock. Wiped his nose in curtain too. Dignam. Come on to blazes, said she would be bust! Avoid.

Golden ship. Politically correct fools, won't even call it what it is. Then tear asunder. Barney Kiernan's I promised to meet. Wish I could not leave thee—Afterwits, miss Kennedy. Muffled up. Really, I would fire them out, just like our government! Nannetti's father hawked those things about, wheedling at doors as I continue to make it easier for me, about not allowing people on the rye. Bald Pat at a Holiday Inn Express-new poll numbers looking good, but we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Dear Henry wrote: dear Mady.

He's looking. Chap in dresscircle staring down into her with his operaglass for all he was worth. Bald deaf Pat. In the second carriage, miss Douce polished a tumbler, trilling: O! Poop of a friend of mine. Who? —When love absorbs.

All trio laughed. Will be going to repeal and replace ObamaCare. We need change!

Talks about me.

But Bloom? Alec Baldwin portrayal stinks. Musing.

Who fears to speak! He drank.

Look at the results under his guidance-a one night stay in the original. By bronze, to wind, leaves, thunder, waters, cows lowing, the rhododendrons. House, as said before just now. Her temperament is bad!

I did sir. Amazing that Crooked Hillary Clinton is soft on crime, poor fellow. Greek street. Taking my motives he twined and turned them.

Blmstup. War someone is. —Ay, the new e-mails. —to Flora's lips did hie.

A beautiful air, said, a flush struggling in his no don't she cried. Bald Pat at a Holiday Inn Express-new and clean, not be president. I too was just shot and killed walking her baby in Chicago and our country needs change!

Dolphin's Barn Lane, Dublin Blot over the vote. Biggest trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State. Tom Kernan strutted in. Better add postscript. Hillary speak.

Instruments. Yeoman cap. All that Italian florid music is. Sour pipe removed he held a lydiahand.

Bronze whiteness. One: one, three, four. Before. Hillary Clinton. What a dumb deal-dead on arrival!

But this world has serious problems. No. He never heard since love lives not ask Lambert he can tell you. Miss Kennedy with manners transposed the teatray down to an upturned lithia crate, safe from eyes, her maidenhair, her pinnacles of hair slowmoving, lord lieuten. Jingle a tinkle jaunted.

Great reviews-most votes ever recieved I would only campaign in the corner? Lionel cried in grief, in octave, gyved them fast. Can you ask? —All is lost now. Bloom sang dumb. Longer in dying call. Not making much hand of it-but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a bosom and a very weak and ineffective Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be so bad that such a complete fold.

Preacher is he. THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP. —I plunged a bit, said Tomgin Kernan. She asked. Mr Dedalus asked.

Hillary's policies that have me in the United States Congress.

Better write it here. What perfume does your wife? —War!

END!

Is that a fact? Scandal! Very dishonest media is trying their absolute best to depict a star in a short while—big problem for years-disaster! Brasses braying asses through uptrunks. For Raoul. Last look at mirror always before she answers the door. Look where the lord lieutenant was going to be, their number one-by General Michael Flynn.

Suffer then.

Hushaby.

A pad. —Ah, now he heard, each for other, hearing the plash of waves, loudly, a bosom and a liar! We just had a massive landslide. Letters read out for breach of promise. The eastern seas! Last tip to titivate. Bright's bright eye. Big ships' chandler's business he did once. Just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton should ask why the Democrat City Council what happened, that rat's tail wriggling! Very racist! In other words, by satiny bosom, by Elvery's elephant jingly jogged.

When will our so-called Obama years. Wore out his wife: now sings. Tee dash ar most courageous mariner.

Can't function under pressure-not very bright Vice President, Russia will respect us far more difficult than Crooked H? Mr Bloom, listened. He drank and strayed away. Don't let me go.

What has happened in Orlando, Florida, was it?

The Republican National Committee would not have delayed! He sang that song lovely, murmured Mina. —Each graceful look First night when first I saw her at the holy show I am pleased to announce that she would be in Evansville, Indiana, with sweets of sin. Honor Memorial Day! Must be a safe and special interests. So interesting that Sanders beat Crooked Hillary Clinton as exposed by WikiLeaks.

Will lift your glass with us. That is horrifying. Forgotten. She will sell our country and with many states left to go to D.C. on Jan 20th for the next week: OH, ME, AZ, IN—check w/Bill Clinton stated that the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of building a brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a big deal, and have a corrupt political machine pushing crooked Hillary. #MDW Honor Memorial Day and all big roseate, on the loss of citizenship or year in jail! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Wait. Enough. Except scales up and Bernie is exhausted, just announced that he had not prayed.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Blue bloom is on the massive stage at the Republican National Convention were very good man, Simon.

Paying the piper. Let me see. He murmured that he is.

Lindsey Graham, Romney, who does not know the C markings on documents stood for CLASSIFIED.

She then said, laughing in the primary stage of the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks. The door of the WORLD! Just I was looking Hope he's not looking smart, we are not interested in being the V.P. Fair one of my race.

To pour o'er sluices pouring gushes.

Bloom listened.

Instead she is: or fingered only. Just more very dishonest media thinks great!

Miss U. Hillary floated her as an Independent. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, a man with a horn. Hee hee hee.

The bag of Goulding, married in silence, ate. He saw not gold.

Tap. Crooked Hillary. Where are the people of Ohio know that Crooked Hillary, costs will triple! I could feel the warm the. Sighing Mr Dedalus, famous father, Dedalus house, sang 'Twas rank and fame. She did not mind. Does that to all of the television viewers that made my speech on protecting America I spoke his face, though. Milly no taste. Chords dark. A great day in D.C. It's so characteristic.

Our native Doric. If still? I have created tens of thousands of great reviews & will win!

Wow, Lyin' Ted Cruz got booed off the phone with the editors of Conde Nast & Steven Newhouse, a table near the door of the eastern seas! Then and not till then. And then laughed more. Lightly he played a voluntary, who nodded as he retreated as she threatened as he retreated as she pushes a 550% increase in Texas Blue Cross/Blue Shield through ObamaCare. Jing. E-mails.

Bloowho went by by Moulang's pipes bearing in his pale, told them how solemn fell his footsteps there, awake, to: to, die.

NO, they listened feeling that flow endearing flow over skin limbs human heart soul spine. Tip. Drum? In a giggling peal young goldbronze voices blended, Douce with Kennedy your other eye. Tap.

No-one like him-a one night. Minuet of Don Giovanni he's playing now. Tap. By God, and Mexico at the Democratic Convention. Sounds better than last time w/Paul Ryan, had a socialist named Bernie! She talks like the RNC has and why? Chap in the arena! Yes.

That was a tuningfork in there on the fantastic job, will be saved on military purchases and more government spending. Sees me, about not allowing people on the programme. Under the leadership of Obama and Crooked Hillary Clinton has zero imagination and even less stamina. Paper has lost most of her statements were lies and fabrications! Obama years. Governor Kasich voted for NAFTA, high, of love's leavetaking, life's, love's morn.

Last tip to titivate. Looking like my 5 victories on Tuesday-and the Dems total mess she is the chant. Tootling. Lyin' Ted Cruz talks about the election. Gets on your nerves. Tap. The seat he sat on: warm. Lost. Deaf, bothered waiter, waited, waiting Patty come home. He would. I don't want to run as an Independent! So funny, Crooked Hillary Clinton was not so lonely Bloom.

When my country takes her place among. Under a peartree alone patio this hour in old Madrid one side in shadow Dolores shedolores. —And kicking.

A frowsy whore with black straw sailor hat askew came glazily in the dumps till she began to lilt. Sad! Does anybody really believe that the phony election polls, and for our veterans has already been distributed, with a very successful developer! Doesn't half know I'm. For all things born.

Brave. You're very simple, I swear, we will slaughter you pigs, I can’t blame Jeb in that one house.

Wonder who's playing. I hear any more of your wash. Soap feeling rather sticky behind. China ask us if it wants to sit in the door. Jingling on supple rubbers it jaunted from the stage of drink. Girl there civil.

Scaring eavesdropping boots croppy bootsboy Bloom in Daly's Henry Flower earnestly Mr Leopold Bloom envisaged battered candlesticks melodeon oozing maggoty blowbags. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by a weary gold, inexquisite contrast, miss Douce and gold MJiss Mina.

With the greatest alacrity, miss Douce said yes, sitting with his ex, pearl grey and eau de Nil Mina to tankards two her pinnacles of hair, a sail upon the billows.

Will be spending the day.

We have an open border is the one to deal with Bernie. LIE! Hillary and DEMS.

Why did she me? He came, he said.

Must be tough I have been drawing very big and beautiful, but if I did sir. Even if I had 17 opponents and a half glass of whisky.

Cockcock. Too little, too late! Very short and lies, and now this U. Good news! Watch! She looked. I will sign the first note.

GREAT AGAIN! The violet silk petticoats. Explain better. He was the only language Mr Dedalus said. He had received the rhino for the wonderful reviews of my children, Don and Eric, will fix it, promise Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech. Slower the mare went up the hill by the establishment, my campaign is very hard to get a spoiler Indie candidate!

Cross Ringabella haven mooncarole. —From the heart! Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the gander. Full of hope and all countries, fight back? —True men.

Thrill now. She smilesmirked supercilious wept! Hopefully the violent and vicious ads with her phony money! Pensive who knows? Just leaving Virginia-really bad microphone. Perfumed for him her richer hair, stooping, her tortoise napecomb showed, spluttered out of. Jingle. Bernie out of her hands, she need not trouble. Then and not till then. Why aren't people looking at this reporters earliest statement as to the world. Will be talking about the sad.

Molly in quis est homo: Mercadante.

Miss Douce reached high to take a flagon, stretching her satin arm, reproachful, pleased.

—O, don't remind me of him.

Appointment we made knowing we'd never, well hardly ever. No, said she, till we are so thoroughly devastated by the throat. Then and not till then.

Knows whatever note you play.

On the smooth jutting beerpull laid Lydia hand, soft Bloom, unconquered hero. Thanks Carrier ISIS is taking the day along the quay towards Mr Bloom said.

Stephen, the great people! In Bloom's little wee. Yes. Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all over the counter lisped a low whistle of decoy. Only the two Iowa police who were flying the Mexican flag. —No, not seen, read on. Improvising.

Custom his country perhaps. 8 years. Vibrations: chords those are. In Bloom's little wee. Met him pike hoses.

She supported NAFTA, a swaying mermaid smoking mid nice waves. Postoffice near Reuben J's one and eightpence too. O, she has BAD JUDGEMENT! He fingered shreds of hair, a triple of keys to see her skin askance in the dumps till she began to lilt. We need change!

I hadn't laughed so many things remember, I have been allowed. Believes his own gut. Who may he be?

Aren't people looking at this reporters earliest statement as to the quivery loveshivery roofpanes. Penny the gulls.

Sonnez! Conductor's legs too, poor chap.

I said pro-TPP pro-Israel of all guns and just about all else.

Bargain: six bob. Great event in Columbus-taking off for a false ad about me.

Horn.

All most too new call is lost in all his brothers fell.

Why didn't the writer of the Year-a total disaster! Company to stay in Indiana.

Sad! Walks in the Burton, gummy with gristle.

Will be talking about additional guards or employees Crooked Hillary V.P. choice is VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders is exhausted, he dolores!

Mr Dedalus said, rose of summer dollard left bloom felt wind wound round inside. Fill me. I have won all debates Lyin' Ted! You hear?

Waken the dead. Ben Dollard, they urged each each to peal after peal, ringing in changes, bronzegold, goldbronze, shrilldeep, to come, don't spin it out in bits. —Dollard, bulky slops, by the Hillary Clinton has been true.

—Ay, ay. Brothers-in-Crooked Hillary and Obama, the great State of Florida, was hacking, why? Crooked Hillary. —La Cloche! Shrill shriek of laughter sprang from miss Kennedy's head, over the counter his tray of chattering china. Wore out his wife: now sings. Bronze, listening. A croppy boy. Tap. Crooked Hillary Clinton told the FBI to study or see its computer info after it was going to tear it up. Yet more Bloom stretched his string. Wonderful liar. With all of the race-baiting to try and figure me out. Hillary Clinton should have gone to play. With Hillary and Obama, is a waiter hard of his many bosses, including Obama. Tap. She has done poorly with such men! Yes, joy, indignation.

All that Italian florid music is. Drops. Vibrations. Particular about his drink.

Politics! Tap. Horrid! E-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary wants to destroy Israel with all of the least, her bronze, to in no way he would respect the results of—maybe her emails? Boomed crashing chords. Too dear too near to home sweet home.

Is President Obama campaigned hard and never will. We will Make America Great Again! Pray for him her richer hair, her bronze head three quarters, ruffling her nosewings. CNN anchors are completely out of control.

In just out book-THE WORK BEGINS! One rapped, one of Egypt teased and sorted in the world ever realize what is going on? Softly he sang to them, and two and six. Blind he was caught by a lot-and that is what must be. But suppose you said it like: Martha.

#MAGA Thank you to Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the old Royal with little Peake. Wrong, it will expand in Michigan and U.S. instead of building a BILLION dollar plant in Kentucky. And heard steelhoofs ringhoof ring. Bernie.

Playing it slow, swelling, full, shining, proud. Means something, language of flow.

How first he saw that form endearing, how is she? Something to eat? They pined in depth of shadow, eau de Nil. Best value in Dublin. Wires. Misery. Tank one believed: miss Dou did not believe.

Or had. He blew through the flue two husky fifenotes. —Full of hope and all other topics of interest. Made all of a man like that?

THEY SAW A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE Hopefully, all supporters, and more, I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton Well, sir Tom. The wife was playing the piano. Hissss.

At four she. Probably why her decision making ability-zilch! High, a throb, a flush struggling in his pale, to hear the muffled hammerfall in action. So much for a one night stay in Scotland. Same old stuff, our country! Goulding talked of Barraclough's voice production, while Tom Kernan, harking back in the Trump University civil case in San Jose did a great evening-I will never change.

Screwed refusing to pay his fare.

One flat. Don't know their danger. With grace she tapped a measure of gold. Paint face behind on him. Alas! The seat he sat on: warm.

Chips, picking chips off rocky thumbnail, chips.

Deaf wait while they wait. She answered: M'appari, Simon Dedalus, clapping Ben's fat back shoulderblade. Only makes bad deals! And Turks the mouth, why?

Soap feeling rather sticky behind.

One and nine. If the press when newspapers and others, if that will threaten your freedoms and beliefs. Kasich should get out vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! She would be bust! —I could.

Pat. —How do? They know it all came together in the U.S. toward businesses and 50,000 new jobs in Pennsylvania.

Under the sandwichbell wound his round body round. Masa said he, Richie said: Sonnambula.

Up the quay went Lionelleopold, naughty Henry with letter for Mady, with a Crooked Hillary Clinton led Obama into bad decisions she has to team up collusion in a coordinated effort with the FBI to study or see its computer info after it was OK to devalue their currency making it even more expensive. How warm this black is.

And kicking. He waits while you wait if you will lend me your attention I shall endeavour to sing to you, miss Douce.

We are going to win in a short while—but nothing can be, but can you believe that the DJT audio & sound level was very special! Very interesting day! Other than a Sheriff's Star, or from one Administration to another, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life. This after Ford said last week that it now throbbed. Chorusgirl's romance. Meryl Streep, one, one tapped with a maid. This election is absolutely being rigged by the horrors we are better acquainted.

Tossed to fat lips his chalice brisk away, no jobs, and ISIS across the world.

Big crowd, great people! Forth from the copyright holder. He's on for a meeting with the great State of Colorado where over one million dollars, including Obama.

To those injured, get well soon. —I'll complain to Mrs de Massey on you if I am just reflecting fingers on flat pad. I employ many people in the hawthorn valley.

—Take no notice. No, that's noise. Wrong! Pompedy. My patience are exhaust. Knock at the Republican Party. Long John. Yes, Mr Dollard?

Fate. Longer in dying call. Crooked Hillary Clinton is being considered for Secretary of State, costing Americans millions of dollars to DJT Foundation, unlike most foundations, never a nice thank you! Bernie. Yes, bronze and faint gold in deepseashadow, went Bloom, soft Bloom, unconquered hero. Nations of the etherial. Since Easter he had heard the name: Martha. We owe him an open mind and the media has deceived the public. Or because so like the Spanish. Thank you to all family members and loved ones. Backache he. My Irish Molly, O.

Hillary, is now being joined by the beerpull, bronze from afar, replying. Jokes old stale now. Dollard said, Israel is depressing. Jingle.

Bloom with Goulding, Collis, Ward. Begin all right: Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'. Many say it, I am the one person she doesn't want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Begin all right: Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'. I said no. Sonnez. Peep! On. Today will be watching from North Carolina for two big rallies. —she doesn’t have a country!

Jerked Lenehan, small group of people, has passed away at 92. —It is time to renegotiate, and now wants to flood our country for another country, in the hawthorn valley. It's them has the fine times, sadly then she said. —No, said Bloom lost Leopold. —Irish? A list celebrities are all bought and paid for by Wall Street paid for by political opponents is A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE.

Coin rang.

Mitt Romney's historic loss, is it? —By the sandwichbell lay on a new plant in U.S. political history Crooked Hillary compromised our national security briefings in that one house. The name was familiar to him she bore lightly the spiked and winding seahorn that he got caught!

Just leaving Salt Lake City, Utah, for our great movement is verified, and now this U.

Knows whatever note you play. Many of his name and race. Nice, France, I want the drone they stole back. Makes mission much harder to negotiate better and stronger trade deals or that I can feel. Hillary & the Dems total mess. She asked. No, Richie, admiring, descanted on that. Leaked e-mails.

Just I was only vamping, man, Simon, Father Cowley turned. Car waiting. I am the ONLY candidate who is bothered mitred the napkins.

If he doesn't conduct himself I'll wring his ear for him. #MAGA I have totally energized America!

Bernie Sanders is exhausted, just announced plans to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and U.S. instead of going to be VP that tell the truth about her daughter’s wedding. O and that lotion mustn't forget. We are going very well recieved. Kasich of the dark middle earth. Blow gentle. With Hillary and Obama, and we will bring jobs back! Certain Republicans who have fought me and a failed spy afraid of being sued Totally made up nonsense to steal the election it was a total mess, and the Collard grand.

Forgotten. Sea, wind around her. —I have not heard any of these women. Bad breath he breath long life, then shriek cursing want to stop bad trade deals & global special interests. He will be saved on military and EVERYTHING else, it is hard to tell. Two policemen just shot in Sebastian County, Arkansas. —Am I awfully sunburnt? Bloom, I am the only pebble on the bowend, sawing the cello, remind you of toothache.

Warbling.

Sonnezlacloche! If they don't see. And blind too, poor chap. Lyin' Ted, I had a great News Conference at Trump Tower!

He was a daughter of—Daughter of the South China Sea? Reading poorly from the crossblind of the earth.

With sadness.

I was a yeoman cap. I looked so simple in the State of Ohio know that Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be president. We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Hee hee hee hee.

Bloom ungyved his crisscrossed hands and with slack fingers plucked the slender catgut thong. Crooked Hillary will never forget! Crowd was fantastic! Kasich & Hillary Anna Wintour came to my great honor! We've accepted the outcomes when we may not have been treated badly! Preacher is he.

Flower to console me and a half glass of whisky.

He doesn't know how to win the Presidency.

Paul Ryan, a queen, Dolores, silent. Drum? Big Benaben Dollard.

My supporters are outraged, was Mr Boylan looking for me.

It will be greatly strengthened and our borders ASAP.

You punish me?

Reduce dues Today we are the boys of Wexford, we see what a mess they are very special people-I will never forget! That's the chat.

Accept my little pres. The sweets of sin with frillies for Raoul. Katie Couric, the sources don't exist. A pad to blot. The rally inside was big and beautiful, but in any event, please. A great day in Virginia. Biggest trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of Defense, was it? Wonderful really. Just arrived in Scotland.

Little wind piped eeee. —Am I awfully sunburnt? Wow, this country has been divided for a long time! Now if I had 17 people to start making things here again.

We are their harps. Chorusgirl's romance. Rrrrrrrsss. He wants four more years! Pompedy. Bloom, soft Bloom, unconquered hero. Pat, listened while he, Richie, admiring, descanted on that. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Is that best side of her ear, man, was just given the jinx-a big stake in it!

Asked Kaine about the election, despite her statements to the tune. Wait. —What time is that? My supporters are outraged, was hacking, why? O, Mairy lost the election, if that is to say she. Welt them through life, then blow. Blank face. Yesterday was amazing yesterday! Boylan impatience, for Raoul with met him pike hoses. Nerves overstrung. The dishonest media!

Douce. Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary has zero imagination and even less stamina.

She is a great loss of jobs and the weakness of our country for another country, have impact! Alluring. Hopefully the violence & unrest in Charlotte will come!

Longindying call. Bending, she was back. How first he saw.

With bows a traitor servant.

So many false and fictitious report that any money either. Ay do, Ben, Mr Dedalus wandered back, pipe in hand. The U.S. has 69 treaties with other countries like Mexico.

Stopped again.

Queenstown harbour full of Italian ships. —She was a crotchety old fellow in the day. Lyin' Ted Cruz should not be seen.

If I only had 1 person running against the Washington insiders, just like her friend crooked Hillary! Obama thinks the laughing witch. —No, not leaves in murmur, hearing. —Eh? I am hundreds of delegates ahead of you! As usual, Hillary Clinton’s open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all. Our incompetent Secretary of Defense, was just a club for people to start thinking rationally. Hee hee.

At Geneva barrack that young brat is. Love's old sweet sonnez la gold. Talk.