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| − | interstipital indecency as between twineties and tapegarters. | + | [[interstipital]] indecency as between twineties and tapegarters. |
| − | fingerpats on fondlepets, under the couvrefeu act. It's the thin | + | fingerpats on fondlepets, under the couvrefeu act. [[It's the thin end; wedge your steps!|It's the thin]] |
| − | end; wedge your steps! Your high powered hefty hoyden thinks | + | [[It's the thin end; wedge your steps!|end; wedge your steps!]] Your high powered hefty hoyden thinks |
nothing of ramping through a whole suite of smokeless hus- | nothing of ramping through a whole suite of smokeless hus- | ||
bands. Three minutes I'm counting you. Woooooon. No triching | bands. Three minutes I'm counting you. Woooooon. No triching | ||
| − | now! Give me that when I tell you! <I>Ragazza ladra!</I> And is that | + | now! Give me that when I tell you! <I>[[Ragazza ladra!]]</I> And is that |
| − | any place to be smuggling his madam's apples up? Deceitful | + | any place to be smuggling his [[madam's apples]] up? Deceitful |
jade. Gee wedge! Begor, I like the way they're half cooked. | jade. Gee wedge! Begor, I like the way they're half cooked. | ||
| − | Hold, flay, grill, fire that laney feeling for kosenkissing disgeni- | + | Hold, flay, grill, fire that laney feeling for [[kosenkissing]] [[disgenically|disgeni-]] |
| − | cally within the proscribed limits like Population Peg on a hint or | + | [[disgenically|cally]] [[within the proscribed limits]] like Population Peg on a hint or |
twim clandestinely does be doing to Temptation Tom, atkings | twim clandestinely does be doing to Temptation Tom, atkings | ||
questions in barely and snakking svarewords like a nursemagd. | questions in barely and snakking svarewords like a nursemagd. | ||
| − | While there's men-a'war on the say there'll be loves-o'women | + | [[While there's men-a'war on the say there'll be loves-o'women on the do|While there's men-a'war on the say there'll be loves-o'women]] |
| − | on the do. Love through the usual channels, cisternbrothelly, | + | [[While there's men-a'war on the say there'll be loves-o'women on the do|on the do]]. Love through the usual channels, [[cisternbrothelly]], |
when properly disinfected and taken neat in the generable way | when properly disinfected and taken neat in the generable way | ||
upon retiring to roost in the company of a husband-in-law or | upon retiring to roost in the company of a husband-in-law or | ||
| − | other respectable relative of an apposite sex, not love that leads | + | other respectable relative of an [[apposite sex]], not love that leads |
| − | by the nose as I foresmellt but canalised love, you understand, | + | by the nose as I foresmellt but [[canalised love]], you understand, |
does a felon good, suspiciously if he has a slugger's liver but I | does a felon good, suspiciously if he has a slugger's liver but I | ||
cannot belabour the point too ardently (and after the lessions of | cannot belabour the point too ardently (and after the lessions of | ||
| − | experience I speak from inspiration) that fetid spirits is the thief | + | experience I speak from inspiration) that [[fetid spirits is the thief of prurities|fetid spirits is the thief]] |
| − | of prurities, so none of your twenty rod cherrywhisks, me | + | [[fetid spirits is the thief of prurities|of prurities]], so none of your twenty rod cherrywhisks, me |
daughter! At the Cat and Coney or the Spotted Dog. And at | daughter! At the Cat and Coney or the Spotted Dog. And at | ||
| − | 2bis Lot's Road. When parties get tight for each other they lose | + | 2bis Lot's Road. When parties [[get tight]] for each other they lose |
all respect together. By the stench of her fizzle and the glib of her | all respect together. By the stench of her fizzle and the glib of her | ||
gab know the drunken draggletail Dublin drab. You'll pay for | gab know the drunken draggletail Dublin drab. You'll pay for | ||
| − | each bally sorraday night every billing sumday morning. When | + | each bally [[sorraday night]] every billing [[sumday morning]]. When |
the night is in May and the moon shines might. We won't meeth | the night is in May and the moon shines might. We won't meeth | ||
in Navan till you try to give the Kellsfrieclub the goby. Hill or | in Navan till you try to give the Kellsfrieclub the goby. Hill or | ||
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no horning but if you've got some brainy notion to raise cancan | no horning but if you've got some brainy notion to raise cancan | ||
and rouse commotion I'll be apt to flail that tail for you till it's | and rouse commotion I'll be apt to flail that tail for you till it's | ||
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Latest revision as of 04:25, 18 April 2020
interstipital indecency as between twineties and tapegarters. fingerpats on fondlepets, under the couvrefeu act. It's the thin end; wedge your steps! Your high powered hefty hoyden thinks nothing of ramping through a whole suite of smokeless hus- bands. Three minutes I'm counting you. Woooooon. No triching now! Give me that when I tell you! Ragazza ladra! And is that any place to be smuggling his madam's apples up? Deceitful jade. Gee wedge! Begor, I like the way they're half cooked. Hold, flay, grill, fire that laney feeling for kosenkissing disgeni- cally within the proscribed limits like Population Peg on a hint or twim clandestinely does be doing to Temptation Tom, atkings questions in barely and snakking svarewords like a nursemagd. While there's men-a'war on the say there'll be loves-o'women on the do. Love through the usual channels, cisternbrothelly, when properly disinfected and taken neat in the generable way upon retiring to roost in the company of a husband-in-law or other respectable relative of an apposite sex, not love that leads by the nose as I foresmellt but canalised love, you understand, does a felon good, suspiciously if he has a slugger's liver but I cannot belabour the point too ardently (and after the lessions of experience I speak from inspiration) that fetid spirits is the thief of prurities, so none of your twenty rod cherrywhisks, me daughter! At the Cat and Coney or the Spotted Dog. And at 2bis Lot's Road. When parties get tight for each other they lose all respect together. By the stench of her fizzle and the glib of her gab know the drunken draggletail Dublin drab. You'll pay for each bally sorraday night every billing sumday morning. When the night is in May and the moon shines might. We won't meeth in Navan till you try to give the Kellsfrieclub the goby. Hill or hollow, Hull or Hague! And beware how you dare of wet cock- tails in Kildare or the same may see your wedding driving home from your wake. Mades of ashens when you flirt spoil the lad but spare his shirt! Lay your lilylike long his shoulder but buck back if he buts bolder and just hep your homely hop and heed no horning but if you've got some brainy notion to raise cancan and rouse commotion I'll be apt to flail that tail for you till it's
