I memorize the word sound by sound: bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunntrovarr-hounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthurnuk.' How do you read a 100-letter word, he wondered? 'But I'm in music school at the time, practicing the piano every day, and I realize the only way to read a 100-letter word is to practice it like I practice the piano. He was stopped by a 100-letter word in the middle of the first page.

B.At 25, he picked up Finnegans Wake and tried to read it.

The Mecklenburg bitch bite at his ear and the merlin burrow bur rocks and his fore old forecourts, the bore the more, and his. What with the Walthall’s horrors of rolls rights, car hacks, Stonehenge’s, kistvaens, trim trees, fargobawlers, autokinotons, hippohobbilies, street lets, tournintaxes, megaphones, circuses.Īnd wards moats and basilisks and aeropagods and the house and the jollybrool and the peeler in the coat. But so sore did abe ite Livvy’s hollered dabbles. (There extend by now one thousand and one stories, all told, of the same). Heed! Heed! It may half be a miscarried brick, as some say, or it might have been due to a collapse of his back promises, as others looked at it. She has a gift of seeking onsite and she all casually answers helpers, the dream diary. Then we’ll know if the feast is a fly day. Cropherb the crunch bracken shall decide. Otherways sways like that provost scoffing between the jebel and the Persian sea. O Sustainer, what time we rise and when we take up to toothpick and before we lump down upon our leather bed and in the night and at the fading of the stars!įor a nod to the number is better than a wink to the abs anti.

Stay us wherefore in our search for righteousness. That would blackguardism the whitestone ever hurtle turtled out of heaven. Our clubhouse still rocks as earwitness to the thunder of his Arafat as but we hear also through successive ages that Shebby chorus of unqualified muzzlenimiissilehims.

What then agent like brought about that tragedy thunders day this municipal sin business? Hohohoho, Mister Finn, you’re going to be Mister Finn again!Ĭomedy form and, O, you’re fine! Sunday’s eve and, ah, you’re vinegar! Hahahaha, Mister Funn, you’re going to be fined again! Hootch is for husbandman handling his hoe. His scutschum fessed, with archers strung, helio, of the second. His crest of heraldry, invert with ancillary, troublant, argent, a goal, poursuivant, horrid, horned. Of the first was he to bare arms and a name: Wassally Boos lacugh of Riesengeborg.

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