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ironstrange1991 · 2 years ago

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Anything Else, Mr Stark?

+18 Smut

Pairing: TonyStark x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4,3k

Warnings: Age gap, Slight female dominance, Love bites, Dirty Talk, Male and female oral sex, Male and female masturbation, fingering, P in V.

Synopsis: When the reader gets a job in the Stark Industries she doesn't imagine that she would work as assistant to Tony Stark himself. The chemistry between them is instantaneous.

Based in this ask: I’m a big fan of your strange smut and see that your also a big tony fan. Could we get some Tony/reader fluffy smut with a dominate reader pls?

A/N: I dont know about the fluffy part, but I tried to make this very smutty. It was a little bit hard to write Tony, but I hope I made him justice. I really love the guy. Hope you guys like it ;)

You were always great at getting into trouble, but this time you felt like you had crossed the line and while you were extremely happy to finally get exactly what you wanted, you were also terrified over thinking about what it meant to you and your job and your career.

You've always been the prodigy in high school, you've always gotten top grades in college, and it wasn't all that surprising when you got an internship to work at Stark Industries. It was your line of work, it was your goal and you celebrated a lot when it happened, you just didn't imagine that such a vacancy would be to be Tony Stark's own personal assistant. It was ridiculous, he was old enough to be your father, he was a snob and he was self-centered and all, but you always had a crush on him, the kind you have on celebrities. After all, that's what Tony Stark has always been to the world, a celebrity and of course, a superhero.

You barely knew where to start and when you went through HR you heard all sorts of comments and advice from "He'll flirt with you all the time, but don't get too excited he does it with everyone." to "It will be extremely difficult to replace Miss Pottz, she was his right hand, man."

On the first day of work you barely managed to eat in the morning and put on at least three changes of clothes before deciding what to wear. You wanted to look like a serious person, you wanted to look professional and maybe even a little older, but dressing differently didn't necessarily change your personality. When you arrived, the first person who saw you was his private security, Happy Logan.

"I imagine you already got your badge from HR. You must wear it all the time. It's a company requirement and it doesn't matter that you're not going to work within the company, you must wear it anyway."

You nodded, taking the badge out of your bag and putting it on your shirt and only then did you realize what he said.

"What do you mean I'm not going to work at the company? I applied for an internship here.."

The security guard walked out expecting you to follow him out of the building and opened the car door for you "You're the boss's new assistant, you're going to work at his house."

While you started work taking care of the schedule and events he needed to attend and the documents he needed to sign, you soon realized that being Tony Stark's assistant also included participating in auctions to acquire the paintings he wanted, buy cufflinks and socks and his favorite deodorant. You didn't really care about it, in fact you liked it and it was kind of embarrassing to admit to yourself why.

It took you two weeks to finally meet Tony Stark in person. You had spoken to him by phone and email and many texts, but finally seeing him in front of you was a terrifying experience, but in a good way.

Friday, the AI who ran the house and everything else, told you that he had arrived and wanted you to meet him at the workshop and so you went downstairs, the sound of ACDC blaring from the speakers. You had your tablet in hand ready to jot down anything he said or asked and tried your best to camouflage your nervousness and look as professional as possible.

You found him getting rid of the Iron armor he was wearing, and you were stunned to finally be in Iron Man's presence.

He finished what he was doing and turned around to face you "So you're the famous Y/N I've been talking to all this time."

You felt your face turning red "Me... famous? You're the celebrity Mr Stark"

He nodded still seeming to analyze you from head to toe "You dont need to call me sir, it makes me feel old. By the way, are you sure you're old enough to work? How old are you? 16?"

You blinked slightly offended "I'm 25"

He nodded "25..." He clapped his hands "Anyway, we have a lot to do, the holidays are over, Dad is home and I have at least 5 events to go to, two of them in the same night, I hope you're taking care of my schedule."

You nodded showing him what you had programmed on the tablet, but he interrupted you "No need to show me darling, I trust you. Just tell me what I need to do."

You nodded looking at him, his words taking root in your mind as you watched him take off the shirt he was wearing and put on another one. The man had known you for five minutes and was changing clothes in front of you.

"I've been told I need to let go of control and let people tell me what to do. Let's try this and see if it works better than last time."

You bit your lower lip looking at the tablet screen "You have a meeting with the company's shareholders tomorrow at 9 am. In the afternoon you need to dedicate some time to your project with the Nanotechnology armors, so I booked the restaurant for dinner with the possible new shareholders for 7pm and 9pm you must be at the charity ball for the benefit of..."

He came towards you "Sounds great. There's only one problem" He pointed at you and you were waiting for him to say something serious. "I don't have anyone to go to the gala with." He grimaced, "Yeah, I know, it's a tragedy. Can you imagine what they would say if the great Tony Stark arrived alone?"

You didn't understand what he was getting at or even if he was serious, sometimes it was hard to tell.

"Do you have a dress?"

"Me?" You stuttered "Yeah...yes, but..."

"On second thought, take some free time this afternoon and buy one, you can use the cooperative card, after all you'll be working."

You blinked, realizing what he was suggesting. "You want me to go to the gala with you?"

He nodded. "Can you think of a better way for me to make a good impression than to arrive at it with a 25 year old beauty?"

You looked away. You had already been warned about the flirtations, but it was hard not to react to them.

Happy Logan took you to shopping and you felt a little uncomfortable about the whole situation not just because you were buying a dress to go to the gala with your boss who happened to be the most famous billionaire in the world, but also because your heart was racing and you felt that your little experience with work and romantic relationships would be a hindrance to dealing with Stark's flirtations. After all, even knowing that they were just silly flirtations, you couldn't help but fantasize a lot of things in your head.

The next day passed so quickly that you barely noticed. At night you got ready in your long black dress and your high heels. You left your hair down to hide the bare back of the dress that you now thought was too flashy and put on a minimum of makeup.

You heard the sound of the Audi pulling up in front of your apartment and swallowed the saliva. You got into the car feeling like you might have a heart attack at any moment. He was gorgeous, as always. He wore a gray four-piece suit with a burgundy tie and flashy sunglasses even though it was night and the smell of his perfume was the most wonderful thing in the world. "Miss Y/L/N"

You smile "Mr Stark."

He smiles driving fast through the avenue.

The party passed in a blur for you. Stark passed from table to table greeting other millionaires and billionaires, Elon Musk was at the event. He kept his hands firmly on your waist the entire time and never introduced you as his assistant, it was always by your first name and although you told yourself that this should be something he would do to anyone, it wasn't what it looked like.

Although he offered all the time, you avoided drinking more than a glass of martini feeling too inebriated just by his presence and at the end of the night he dragged you out onto the dance floor and you knew he had had quite a few shots of whiskey. But you couldn't help but wonder what might come next.

"Is everything okay? You're a little too quiet."

He almost whispered in your ear.

"Sorry Mr Stark, I confess I'm a little uncomfortable dancing with you and I've just started this job and people might think that..."

"Let them think! I want them to think about it."

You looked at him in surprise "You don't need to explain yourself, but I do, Mr Stark."

He smiles at you, that smile you only saw on TV, that ironic, exaggerated smile that personally made your legs go soft.

"I think I'm enjoying hearing you call me Mr Stark, sounds dangerously sexy don't you think?"

You swallowed the saliva gently placing your hand on his chest and interrupting the dance "I think... I need to go to the bathroom."

He nodded leading you away from the dance floor. When you walked into the bathroom and looked at yourself in the mirror your face felt like it was on fire and it wasn't just your face that was in that state.

You sighed and washed your hands, two women walked past you, staring and whispering. Of course, that could not go unnoticed. You turned your back to the sink taking a deep breath and looked at the time on your phone, it was already past 11pm.

You sighed and walked out of the bathroom to spot Stark talking to a man who looked faintly familiar, but you didn't know where you knew him from. You walked purposefully to him, ready to ask him to leave and the man walked away before you got close.

"It's everything alright?" He asked sipping another shot of whiskey and looking at you as if he could undress you with his eyes.

You nodded "If it's okay, I'd like to leave now. I'm a little tired and I have a headache."

He nodded, downing the rest of the whiskey from the glass in one gulp and held out his arm for you and you walked out the front door together.

"Are you sure you have a headache or did you want to leave the party because I make you uncomfortable?" He said after a good few minutes of akward silence as he drove.

You shook your head "It wasn't what I meant."

He nodded taking the avenue in the opposite direction he should have "Where are you going?"

He smiles "Home.

"Mr Stark..."

He gave you a quick glance and then turned his attention to the front, "Don't tell me I've imagined all this sexual tension between us since the first time we saw each other yesterday morning?"

You were speechless.

"Look, if you want me to take you home I will, but I guarantee it'll be a lot more fun if you go with me."

You didn't even realize you were holding and twisting the fabric of your dress.

"Mr Stark, we can't do this or you'll never take me seriously. This job means a lot to me."

He shook his head "And why wouldn't I take you seriously?"

"Because sleeping with my boss is not the best way to make a good impression. It's actually the worst way and I don't know if it's my fault, I've always had a crush on you, maybe I gave the false impression that ..."

He placed his hand on your thigh, squeezing it and then turned his palm up. "Stop thinking. Just enjoy the moment, okay? Tomorrow we have a bunch of stuff to sort out before my trip to Switzerland."

You sighed. You should ask him to take you back, but you didn't want to waste that opportunity. Sleeping with Tony Stark had been your fantasy for so long and as strange as it seemed you loved the age gap between you, it was what made it all the more exciting. Besides, you couldn't stop thinking about what he'd said the day before about giving up control and doing what people tell him to do. Did that apply to sex too? You bit your lower lip and to show him that you had decided to give in to his request you put your hand in his on your thigh and he intertwined his fingers with yours.

Stark parked in the mansion's underground parking lot and opened the car door for you to get out. You took the elevator up and were greeted by the AI informing Stark that there were 21 calls to voice mail including a very angry message from Captain Rhodes.

"I'll talk to him in the morning" he replied to the AI as he poured himself a shot of whiskey. At first you were surprised by Friday's omnipresence, but now you were used to it and it made your job a lot easier.

You stood in the room, rocking on your own feet, not knowing what to say or what to do, until he came towards you, touching your face and looking at you with those brown eyes that seemed to see into your soul. He ran his hand down your neck to your collarbone and bit his lower lip dramatically. "You're a pretty little thing, you know that?"

You smiled shyly. You wanted that so badly, but now you were completely intimidated by his presence and you weren't like that. You weren't shy, on the contrary. Dammit, maybe you should have drank more after all.

"Don't be shy, why don't you show me what you can do?"

You bit your lower lip and gathering up all your courage you knelt taking your hands to unbuckle his belt. You could see that he was already half ready for you and you were curious to know if the size of his dick matched the size of his ego. You unbuttoned his pants pulling them down and smiled at the sight of his cock under his underwear. You pulled on his boxers and licked your lips.

It was average size, but it was thick, with a fat and pink tip and you weren't disappointed at all. You didn't think twice and put it in your mouth. You sucked only the tip first, your hand jerking him slowly from base to tip, the salty taste of precum on your tongue. He groaned in approval and drained the last of the whiskey from the glass in one gulp.

You took his moan as approval and put the shyness aside, spitting on him and stroking him with both hands now faster smearing him with your saliva leaving him wet and perfect for you. You kept one hand steady at the base, the other stroking him quickly and flicked your tongue at the tip as he moaned louder now and brought his hand up to his head holding his hair.

"Fuck darling, you really know what you're doing. Its so good." He bit his lower lip now hard, suppressing his moans that were getting louder.

You hummed on his cock, spitting on it again and putting it in your mouth going all the way down swallowing it whole until the tip hits the back of your throat. He panted in surprise, he had already gotten a lot of blowjobs, but you were perfect, you made deep throat look so easy and you did it so well and he knew that if he didn't interrupt you he was going to cum in your mouth and he didn't want to cum , not before he could fuck you.

He grabbed your hair pulling your head and taking the dick out of your mouth "That's very good darling but we don't want the fun to end before it starts, do we? That little mouth of yours is too good."

You stood up and he ran his hand over your lips, spit running down your chin, your mascara melting in your eyes, somehow he found it a lot sexier than how it had been before.

You were so beautiful, from the first moment he laid eyes on you he knew he needed to fuck you, the fact that you had a crush on him only made that even more obvious. He pulled you to his lips kissing you passionately, you moaned into his lips and he found it adorable.

He held your hand firmly in his. "Come with me, darling." He took you to his room. You had never entered his room before, it was impressive like everything else in that house. He continued the assault on your lips and down your neck, his goatee scratching your skin and making you shiver. He wasted no time and undressed you quickly, first taking off your dress and then unbuttoning your bra, leaving you only in your underwear. He continued kissing pushing you gently onto the bed.

You lay down on the bed and he came over you taking one breast to his mouth, sucking the nipple, the other firm hand on your other breast squeezing and playing with the other nipple between his fingers. His lips went down to your belly and his hands pulled your panties slowly, he took them off and threw them there on the bed. Your legs drooped to the side and he gave you just one sly look before he lost himself there between your legs. You moaned loudly as he licked all the way from your entrance to your clit. He did it again and stuck a finger inside you.

You moved your hips involuntarily and moaned, "Fuck darling you're so wet for me. I love the taste of your cunt." He stuck a second finger curving on purpose to hit your sweet spot and with the other hand he opened the folds of your clit and flicked his tongue into the bundle of nerves and every fear, every doubt you might have had how disappeared while Stark made you break down into incoherent groans and praise.

"Fuck Mr Stark, you do it so well." You brought your hand to his head grabbing his hair and begging for more friction. You knew he was holding back, still testing the water on you, but you needed more. You sighed getting up and propping yourself up on your elbows. It was really one of those situations where you need to see to believe. The great Tony Stark lost between your legs going down on you.

You pulled his hair and he got the message and came right over you. "How is it possible that you're still wearing all those clothes?" You asked impatiently and he laughed "Why don't you help me get rid of them?" you knelt on the bed hurrying to take off his jacket, you took off his tie and shirt while your lips eagerly trailed down his neck giving open mouth kisses and biting lightly.

He sat up in bed, getting rid of what was left of his clothes and getting deliciously naked for you. You smirked at him "Sit and lean against the headboard." He stared at you in surprise but obeyed, happy to see you take control. You wrapped your legs around his hips kissing his lips passionately, his cock brushing against you

"You said you want to give up control and let people tell you what to do..." You whispered in his ear as your hand was looking for his tie on the bed "Let's see how good you are at following orders Mr Stark." He bit his lower lip, his eyes glistening with excitement. "I'm all yours, miss."

You finally reached the tie "Give me your hands". He obeyed and you tied both of his hands together tightly on the headboard. "No touching." You said in his ear, you bit his earlobe and he groaned "Fuck, darling, you're full of surprises."

You grinned, moving your lips down his neck and pinching one of his nipples

"You've been teasing me all night Mr Stark, now it's my turn."

You kissed him passionately and went back to biting his ear "Now tell me where do you keep the good stuff?"

He smiled satisfied and looked towards the bedside table. "In the bottom drawer."

You got up and opened the drawer to find a box full of sex toys, condoms and lube. "Why am I not surprised, Mr Stark?"

You got the lube and a condom.

He moaned softly as you began caressing it with both hands.

You would take turns between stroking him fast and firmly and just holding the base massaging the balls and rubbing your palm lightly on the tip.

"Fuck, you gonna make me cum like this. Please dont make me cum yet I want to fuck you"

You smile lessening the intensity of your caresses on his cock and caught his lips between your teeth. "Look at you begging not to cum."

You took the condom and opened it quickly and placed it on his dick without difficulty. He was rock hard for you. You put some lube on his cock and spread it with both hands then positioned yourself on top of him lowering slowly "You just got one thing wrong Mr Stark. I'm going to fuck you."

He groaned loudly when he finally penetrated you, stretching you. "Darling, you are so tight. Please move, fuck me."

You clung to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and began to move using the muscles of your thighs to maintain a fast, intense rhythm.

He moaned and you caught his lips on yours kissing him with desire, your tongue entering his mouth and dominating his.

You were enjoying it, the idea of having the almighty Tony Stark tied to the bed and at your mercy to do whatever you wanted with him and you knew it wouldn't last long, you could feel the orgasm building inside you "Fuck, this is so good, Mr Stark." You leaned against his chest increasing your pace, moving your hips with precision, your clit rubbing in his pubic hair. "I am close, so close"

He groaned, getting impatient and struggling against the bonds, but you were too close to stop now. "Oh my god, yes, yes, yes." You moaned louder feeling the orgasm hit you and you surrendered to him throwing your head back, eyes closed, your legs shaking as you continued riding him enjoying every second of your orgasm.

You touched his face and kissed his lips softly and he moaned into your lips "Untie me sweetheart"

You obeyed and he was eager to wrap his arms around your waist and lay you back on the mattress. He lifted one of your legs and leaned on his shoulder and entered you again, going deep. You moaned loudly. He braced one hand on the headboard forcing himself inside you, each thrust hitting your g-spot precisely.

"You're too good Miss Y/L/N. I can get use to be fucked like this by you."

His thrusts were getting stronger and faster and you knew he was close and you decided to provoke him pushing him towards his climax.

"Oh Mr Stark you are so good at following orders. Now cum for me, I want to see the look in your eye when you cum."

He kissed your lips urgently "yeah? I will give it to you then, darling."

His thrusts got even faster, his breathing more labored and he groaned loud giving in to his high, that pussy drunk look in his eyes was priceless.

He let go of the headboard and propped himself up on his elbow so he wouldn't drop his weight on you. He touched your cheek kissing you softly and then rolled over on the bed sighing "I don't know what I was expecting, but you definitely surprised me miss."

You felt your face getting hot as reality hit you again.

You moved to get up but he grabbed your arm "Hey where are you going? Come here." He pulled you into his arms and you could feel your body tense, you actually went to bed with your boss on the second day on the job, technically you had been working for two weeks but that was the second day since you saw him in person and it felt wrong somehow.

"I can see the smoke coming out of your ears, your brain shorting out from thinking too much. Relax sweetheart."

You sighed and he lifted your chin to face him "Did I ever say you're a pretty little thing?"

You smiled "yes, you did."

He nodded. "Fine, now you need to sleep and rest because I'm taking you to Switzerland with me tomorrow."

You widened your eyes "What? No, I have work to do here."

He shook his head, "Darling, I'm your job, you're my assistant, you do what I want, remember? I want you in Switzerland with me."

You nodded biting your lip "Anything else, Mr Stark?"

He smirked "You will find out eventually, Miss y/l/n"

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dollystuartwrites · 2 years ago

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7&ME - Chapter 1 - Job

Pairing: OT7 x F!Reader

Genre: fluff, smut, idol AU, straight, bisexual, gay, threesome

Wordcount: 1015

Chapters: [1] - [2] - [3] - [4] - [5] - [6] - [7] - [8] - [9] - [10] [11] - [12] - [13] - [14] - [15] - [16] - [17] - [18] - [19] - [20] [21] - [22] - [23] - [24] - [25] - [26] - [27] - [28] - [29] - [30] MASTERLIST Wanna read all the chapters right now? You can find the complete story for free on WATTPAD

Summary: Miracles do happen! Somehow you've finally managed to secure a job at a big company! Even though it'll be a 24/7 job, they promised you a fat paycheck, so you don't care what the job is... But what if the job is managing 7 grown men? Seven men who all have needs...

Warnings: swearing, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, fingering, size kink, oral (f&m receiving), dirty talk, gay sex, threesome sex, bisexual sex, implied masturbation, this is super vanilla compared to most of my stories, let me know what I missed.

Y O U R P E R S P E C T I V E

I could feel my heart thumping in my throat.

I was nervous.

But I was always nervous on my first day on the job.

I mean who isn't, right?

I've had several jobs before, some simple ones like waiting tables and such.

But never something significant.

I looked out of the window of the cab, watching the streets flash by.

Who would've thought that my first job out of college would be something so big?

Certainly not me.

When I had applied my resume to the vacancy the Big Hit Entertainment had put out, I'd never expected to actually get it. After all, I barely had any experience and I had just gotten out of college.

Nervously I played with my hair as I watched the sun slowly set, outside of the car window.

The job description had been vague, and during the job interview, the workers didn't give me much information about what it was exactly they wanted me to do.

All I knew was this: 1. It would be a 24/7 job. Meaning no time for friends or family. Not that I had any since I had immigrated to Korea. 2. The paycheck was enormous. If my calculations were correct, and I could keep doing this job for at least 5 years, saving up most of my salary (not that I would have time to spend it anyway), I would almost be settled for life. 3. Anything that I would experience should be kept secret. This had been very important to the bosses since they had mentioned it several times during my interview. I was not to talk to anyone outside my job about the job. Not even the bosses themselves. 4. I would get instructions from my clients about what it is that I should do exactly.

This last point had helped me a lot while trying to figure out what the hell it was they wanted from me. Apparently, I had several clients: I would have to work for or manage multiple people. Since Big Hit Entertainment was a company that managed many k-pop stars, I imagined it would be probably a new group that was about to debut or something.

They probably expected me to help them with their schedule or something, making sure they'd be on time for practices and whatnot.

But then, why would the clients be the ones to instruct me? Surely if this was the case, the bosses would instruct me, not the client?

'We're here,' the cab driver spoke. I blinked.

The cab had stopped in front of a large concrete entrance, that had guards and a barrier guarding and checking everyone that came in and out of the place.

'Oh,' I breathed. My heart pounded loudly.

'Do you need any help with your bags?' the cabbie offered politely.

'No need, thank you,' I thanked him. After all, I only had one suitcase.

I paid the cabbie and got my stuff out of the trunk.

The cab immediately drove off into the night.

I wasn't sure what to do. Nervously I walked up to one of the guards at the entrance.

'Erm, hello,' I started, my voice slightly shaking.

The guard didn't say anything.

'I'm y/n and I'm starting my new job today and I was told this was the address...' I said, my voice trailing away as the guard stared down at me unblinkingly.

I wasn't sure what next to say. I didn't even know what my job description was.

I looked at the space behind the gates. It reminded me a lot of a luxury hotel or apartment complex. The ones you would see in k-dramas where the CEOs would live.

Definitely not a place a group that still had to debut would live. They could never afford it. I could never afford it.

'Identification,' the guard said unexpectedly.

I quickly rummaged through my bag and pulled out my passport, giving it to him.

The guard inspected it carefully, before giving it back to me.

'Follow me,' he commanded, walking away with big steps.

I had to run to keep up with him. I had barely any time to look around properly.

There were large condos stacked upon one another. Separate buildings, all with large windows and luxurious-looking balconies and gardens.

This had to be a place where big celebrities lived.

'In here,' the guard said after a while, leading me into one of the large uniform buildings.

The more I saw of the place the more my thoughts were confirmed. This was NOT a place for a rookie idol group.

'This door,' the guard said suddenly when we were standing in front of a large wooden door. He abruptly turned around and walked away.

'Thanks,' I mumbled.

I stared at the high door.

Dear god, what had I gotten myself into?

I closed my eyes shut for a moment and took a deep breath.

Calm your mind

I pressed the doorbell.

'Who is it?' a male voice came from the little speaker

'Hi, I'm y/n. I'm here for the... job?' I said hesitantly, not knowing what else to call it.

The door gave a buzz and I pushed it to open. It was a very heavy door so it took some effort because I was using one hand to hold my suitcase.

With my backside first I entered the hallway, closing the door behind me.

I turned around and my heart skipped a beat.

A group of young men was standing in the hallway, looking at me with curiosity and interest.

I quickly bowed deeply at them.

'Good evening, my name is y/n' I reintroduced myself.

I straightened my back and saw all of them smirk at each other.

A quick count told me there were seven of them. Seven men from, what I guessed, my age. All with different hair colors and postures.

And all very, very handsome...

I nervously smiled at them as they exchanged peculiar looks with each other.

'You'll do just fine,' the tallest man said. He winked at me and grinned.

I could feel my cheeks getting hot.

Oh, dear...

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hwallout · 5 years ago

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our little secret (ii) - csy

summary: as a CEO of one of the country’s most powerful companies, you had your secrets to success. no one ever gained power without ruthless, filthy and unfair play, it’s all okay if no one knows right? well, what happens when your little secrets fall into the hands of someone you can’t get rid of that easily?

words: 4,8k

genre: angst, drama, future smut

warnings: language

early an: hi im sorry for the wait, it’s been a tough ride these last two weeks. hopefully, this was worth it <3 also our company now has a name yay! feedback is appreciated again, thank you for reading!

[part one]

[part three]

[part four]

You thought about the whole situation in the upcoming days. Hayoon was right; Seungyoun wasn’t someone you could simply have killed and then bribe the police to throw the case under the mat. You thought that it could be an easy job, something that demanded just a little bit of planning and a lot more money to get done – only if wasn’t for one other factor.

The actual problem wasn’t Seungyoun, he was just one link in an endless chain. What you were most worried about was his father. Mr.Cho was a man who played the same game and used similar tactics to yours. It was his alliances, connections (that you knew the number of was way bigger than yours) that actually held you back from actively acting upon the issue.

No matter how much money you put into the country’s best hitmen, Mr. Cho would have you found out – it was just the fact that he could always be a step ahead of you. Experience played a big part in this game of monopoly. There were only so many of the best assassins in this country that it often happened two opposing sides hired the same person. The only matter was just how much money was offered to keep a secret hidden.

What you were thankful for though, was the fact that Seungyoun and his father never had the strongest of trust bonds. For years now, you’ve been listening to media exaggerating Seungyoun’s wishes of pursuing music instead of business. They would skyrocket every type of misbehavior from the younger, often saying how he wanted to sabotage his father by not showing up on important meetings or being rude to the representatives from other companies.

On the other hand, many articles wrote about the fact that the deals Seungyoun agreed to ended up being the most profitable for the Cho enterprise. His father, though, would never admit to Seungyoun’s involvement, usually saying that he was there to learn, not to make decisions.

Mr. Cho was always hesitant about leaving work to Seungyoun, despite all of his positive attributes, purely because of the other’s undying wish to pursue music. The CEO was so unsure, even though his son wasn’t a child anymore, that he was anywhere near ready to take over the main position. He doubted everything, nitpicked every little mistake and often deemed him unprofessional.

Seungyoun probably thought that with this information, he has secured the most legitimate and safe deal for his father. Maybe Seungyoun thought that it was his role to somewhat guard the whole situation, to prevent you from screwing Mr.Cho over and favoring yourself too much in the whole project. You couldn’t blame the younger, for he wanted to for once do satisfactory work for the older.

Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately?), due to the bumpy history, it was easy to conclude that his daddy would never believe him so easily. Although pitiful, that was the strongest knot you could hold onto to still have a chance in this fight.

Although it always happened, you hoped that somehow this time it wouldn’t. Celebration parties were something INVICTA planned whenever an important deal was signed. Considering that you’d always invite the employees and the CEO of the other corporation, there would consistently be a lot to do and talk about. The workers found it a way to meet new people and have a night out in a formal setting – while you thought it was a great time to discuss any important matters or just get to know your associates better.

This time though, you were very iffy about it. The planning and invitations were prolonged up until Hayoon confidently came up to the office and (respectfully) ushered you to hurry up. The employees are looking forward to the celebration, she’d say. Oh, how you wished to brush the smaller off with a who cares, but truthfully, it was you. The staff in this company were very important and respected. You grew up with the mindset that lower in position didn’t mean lower as a person, therefore such replies weren't anywhere near moral.

Not long after, you got to work, reserving a beautiful and fancy restaurant for Friday night, hiring a great soloist to sing live and sending invitations to everyone in the company as well as to Mr. Cho.

Consequently, there you were, walking up the stairs to the entrance, looking like a princess. Dark blue high heels hit the marble surface in an even rhythm, a beautiful dress of the same shade falling graciously behind you. It was a perfect fit, not too tight, but still deliciously hugging every part of your body. The dress was shorter at the front, with lace covering its hem. Your back was exposed, the V cut dipping as low, while the front exposed just enough cleavage to run one’s imagination wild.

Interestingly enough, you weren’t alone tonight.

The one holding your hand carefully and leading you up the stairs was a guy named Seungwoo. His suit of choice matched yours, a completely dark blue suit paired up with a black shirt underneath and black dress shoes. The first couple of buttons were unbuttoned, showcasing just the smallest glimpse of his chest tattoo.

You’ve known Seungwoo for quite a while now, the male being one of your dearest friends. It wasn’t a surprise when he was asked to be your +1 for tonight, not only but mostly because you needed someone close to be there.

It was expected that the guests would notice your entrance, but it wasn't quite anticipated that every single pair of eyes would be locked on you. Most females ogled Seungwoo’s appearance, tall, with his slicked-back black hair, broad shoulders and tiny waist, while men drank your own appearance up. And of course, so did Seungyoun.

The male somehow managed to spot Mr. Cho before you did, leading the way towards the elder confidently. When only a few steps away, Seungwoo made sure you were okay alone, before excusing himself for a quick minute. You looked after as he walked away, noticing all the stares he was getting while being so effortlessly breathtaking.

“Your boyfriend seems to be the life of the party too,” Mr. Cho said, his tone warm and welcoming. The other seemed to approach you quietly, for his presence went by unnoticed before he spoke. You bowed politely, bidding a polite greeting, before taking a second to process said words. A look of confusion washed over your features, for you weren’t sure what to reply with. Did it even matter?

Suddenly, Seungyoun stepped forwards from behind his father, making his presence known with a fake cough and slight bow. Seungyoun looked you up and down, but the emotion in his beautiful features didn’t change – blank, unmoved, much like always.

“Yeah, he really does” You smiled, choosing to once again look in the direction Seungwoo disappeared in, purely for a more convincing effect. At that moment, explaining that the mentioned male wasn’t your boyfriend appeared to be way too much effort; white lies never hurt anyone, right?

Except, you missed the way Seungyoun frowned at the reply, his tongue prodding at the left cheek right after.

“It’s very nice of You to honor Your achievements with a celebration for everyone. This is a very enjoyable event, thank You for inviting us” Mr. Cho continued, taking a sip of white wine from his glass. He watched all of the employees from the Cho enterprise having fun, talking and dancing with both their coworkers but also your own people. Smiles were evident on their faces and everyone seemed to be enjoying their time.

“We should look up to this” Unfortunately, Seungyoun wasn’t paying any attention, nodding along but not really hearing what the elder had said. What he focused on were your eyes that skimmed over everyone, a small smile of satisfaction playing on your lips. Maybe there were moments when your strictness surfaced, but you loved when employees were content. That is exactly why this company was one of the strongest.

The words died out, awkward silence filled the small space. Investments, projects, plans, expectations, hesitations, so, so many topics, but no one made any effort to begin the conversation. Maybe for once, you needed to take a break from such routines and go have fun.

Fortunately, as if ordered, the doors to the restaurant opened again, revealing yet another beautiful pair. It was your assistant Eunha and her fiancée Jacob. Both of them were dressed in matching colors, looking like the most alluring people on Earth. It wouldn’t be a lie to say that Eunha was the most charming female tonight.

Using the instance to escape the building awkwardness, you excused yourself and hurried towards the two. Eunha’s face lit up immediately upon noticing a breathtaking princess approaching, beaming at just how astonishing her boss looked.

Jacob was the first one to bow, with you following quickly after, happy to finally see the fiancé Eunha constantly blabbered about. She only ever talked highly about the man and was always extremely happy to hear the news of a +1 for any event. Unfortunately, the other seemed to be a busy man, for he has never been able to accompany his fiancée – up until today.

“Miss! You look absolutely prepossessing tonight” Eunha said, eyes roaming over your body quick. She spoke with a wide smile and stars in her eyes, a clear indicator that the words were a hundred percent sincere. The assistant was never hard to read, emotions always showing on her features without any filter. Maybe that’s exactly why she has been chosen for the job.

You offered an honest smile in return and complimented the female back with equally as warm words, before turning towards the other. Jacob looked at you with expectant but also excited eyes as you offered one hand out for a handshake.

“Ah, I suppose You’re Jacob, right?” The male nodded along, accepting the handshake with a tight grip, “I’ve heard a lot of nice things about You, it’s a pleasure to finally be able to meet You”. Jacob listened to the words carefully, immediately turning towards his fiancée upon processing what you have said. Eunha only shied away, hands coming up to cup her cheeks that were turning the same shade as her red dress.

“I’ve also heard a lot of nice things about You too, Miss. Thank You for inviting us” Jacob spoke and you smirked at the formal tone the man was trying to use. Nodding along, you patted him on the shoulder, having to slightly lift up your arm to reach the height. Telling the pair to go and have some fun, enjoy the night, you distanced away from them and found purchase on one of the empty chairs in the corner.

With a wine glass in hand, you once again scanned over the huge room. Instantly, a familiar tall man dressed in dark blue caught your attention. Seungwoo was talking to one of your employees, a girl who you couldn’t quite remember the name of, but knew quite well as a hardworking and persistent person. They were pretty close, both smiling at each other while taking sips of their own drinks.

“He’s not your boyfriend” You suddenly heard someone’s voice from close proximity. Startled and suddenly shaken out of daze, you jumped in place, almost spilling the blood-red liquid. On your right, maybe about one step away, Seungyoun stood leaned on the wall. The male held his chin high, not really looking at you as he spoke. Seungyoun’s lips formed a frown as he locked eyes at one point, but from your position, it wasn’t possible to conclude what exactly caused it.

“Why does it matter if he is or isn’t?” The answer came out harsher than intended.

“It doesn’t. I’m just saying you’re horrible at lying” What is one supposed to reply to such a statement? The other was obviously wrong, for lying was a skill one has to master before becoming a powerful businessman. Negotiations were always a balance between lies and truths. Everyone is trying to protect their own interests, it’s only normal.

“Keep that in mind” Seungyoun whispered, although this time much quieter than last.

Remaining silent, your eyes fell down to look at the finger that traced the rim of thin glass. You understood quite well what the other was trying to do, how he was approaching the topic. Seungyoun was trying to keep you on a leash, using his knowledge to actively threaten you to be a good girl. On the other side, Seungyoun probably wasn’t aware of how big the consequences of his actions could be, and you blamed it on inexperience.

“Don’t you think that you’re putting your nose into the whole thing way too much?” You bit back, still not glancing up at the male. Currently, the attention was dedicated to the perfect little bows on your heels, the diamonds in their center shining under the light. It went by unnoticed, but Seungyoun’s frown deepened and he glanced at you from the corners of his eyes.

“And don’t you think you’re being too daring?” Seungyoun’s voice became deeper and the man swiftly moved, suddenly standing turned towards you. As if some sense was finally knocked into your mind, it instantly processed the way his frame towered over yours. The other wasn’t doing anything, but it felt as if you were taken back to the same scenario from a few days ago – captured and unable to move.

“I don’t” Remembering just how important it is to hold the steady ground, you dared to look the other in the eyes. Usually, one can observe the feelings of the other through their irises, but at this instance, it wasn’t possible. Seungyoun was a hard book to read, his eyes a burning fire, thousand emotions filling the tight space. Without any restraint, they moved downwards to lock on your shining lips.

“I could ruin you” The male whispered, his fingers coming up to take a hold of your chin, lifting it up. Seungyoun’s grasp wasn’t anywhere near rough or strong, you barely even felt it. He was allowing you to move, look away, stand up and walk away – but you never did. Maybe the goal was to show the other you were fully aware and in control of the situation. Maybe, as one would never admit, it was the feeling of Seungyoun’s fingers on your soft skin that prevented any kind of movement.

He dared to lick his lips and run his thumb over your lower lip.

“And I could quite literally end you, Cho Seungyoun. Don’t let your guard down” With that, you stood up from the now uncomfortable chair, taking long but quick steps away from the other. It was only then that the blood rushed towards your cheeks, stripping you of the previously unbothered façade. Seungyoun on the other hand, was wholeheartedly smirking, watching the lengthy back of the blue dress drag over the marble floor.

Your frame hurried between groups of people, hand still holding onto the wine glass. Trying not to attract attention was deemed impossible because a familiar tall figured appeared by your side in a matter of seconds.

“What happened there?” A delicate hand took hold of your wrist as the male questioned. Seungwoo’s expression was worried, his eyes searching yours for any sign of discomfort. Fortunately, instead of any form of unsettlement, he found a rather flushed expression.

“Nothing. Can we just sit there for a little while?” Your answer was concise, therefore Seungwoo was already able to only suspect a few things. Still, he chose not to question anymore, knowing that if you wanted to talk, you’d do so when ready.

Seungwoo nodded as a reply, and he allowed you to drag him up the stairs and towards a secluded table right beside them. A bottle of red wine was already placed on the top and you hurried to tear the seal open, pouring the both of you a glass of said liquid. Seungwoo watched you down the whole glass, amusement written all over his face.

Although there was a generous amount of people on the upper ground too, it didn’t feel as crowded as it was downstairs. There was a small fence that allowed you to overlook the situation down there, seeing everyone while not being in their center of attention. It was unusual but also refreshing to for once not be the life of the party.

Seungwoo stopped you after the third glass, remembering you that there was still some dignity to uphold, to which you agreed. Ordering a jar of water, you spent the rest of the night talking with your partner and occasionally standing up to dance to the live music. You learned that the female he talked to, used to be his classmate a while ago, negligible weight falling off your chest for no apparent reason.

What you hadn’t noticed though, seemed to be Seungyoun, who has never once looked away from you throughout the whole night.

On Monday, you decided to start the week off differently. Usually, you’d appear in the office before the first employees to work on the week’s goals for every department. A cup of coffee you hurriedly picked up would often be a bit too bitter, but you wouldn’t mind, for it did its job properly.

Today though, you decided to pick up a strawberry latte and take a calm seat in the corner of the café. You, for the first time, felt no hurry, choosing to rather sit down and breathe for once on a busy Monday morning.

In such a small space, quite a few pairs of eyes were focused on you. It wasn’t to be unexpected, for being a CEO of such a powerful company proclaimed you some kind of a celebrity. The attention didn’t feel right in such an informal setting, it was awkward and made you want to hide away.

Then, as if things couldn’t get any more awkward and tense, the chime above the door sounded, and inside walked no one else but Cho Seungyoun.

Cursing the absolute lack of luck that keeps striking for the past two weeks, you looked out the window, trying to seem deep in thought. You tried to hide behind the broad shoulders of the customer in front of you, shimmying awkwardly on the leather seat. Taking an occasional sip of the sweet latte, you tried to control the eyes from straying away towards the absolute beauty that was leaning on the counter and smiling at the waitress.

Unfortunately, even with all the effort, the world played its game against you again. An almost black liquid appeared right beside the pink one, and you had to hold back the urge to roll eyes and sigh out loud.

The male wore a black shirt with the first two buttons unbuttoned, allowing evident collarbones to come into view. Seungyoun’s hair was parted to the side and styled quite messily this time – the soft strands of hair were sticking here and there, some even falling over to cover his eyebrows. The smirk on his lips and hooded eyes were pretty enticing, but even with such a distracting appearance, you managed to keep steady ground.

You thought about it, the way how everything could’ve happened differently. Maybe Seungyoun wasn’t such a bad person, maybe if you hadn’t pulled the wrong string of faith, the guy would be a tolerable associate. If the first impression wasn’t such a bad one, who knows what could’ve happened? Then really, whose fault was it this time?

“What a pleasant surprise” Seungyoun stated, his voice jumping up at the last vowel. The irritating tone made you frown, the previous state of calm suddenly ruined by uncomfortable noise. You sent the other a nod of acknowledgment, deciding to continue staring out the window and test just how long you’ll be able to endure before its deemed enough.

“Didn’t quite expect to find Miss CEO wasting her time in a café this early” It was a sudden conclusion that the useless remarks were a personality trait of the male. You thought that it might just hurt less if he let the information leak.

“There’s a first for everything” You replied curtly, still not looking at the other.

Silence enrolled quickly after, but it wasn’t as pleasant as you expected, for the man was moving his hand and grabbing the strawberry latte. Your eyes followed the pink drink and transparent straw that were closing the distance to his lips, not believing what they were seeing. Seungyoun dared to take a long sip out of the strawberry latte, immediately frowning at the taste. A pure look of disgust mixed with disbelief overtook your features.

“Too sweet, too creamy” Seungyoun whispered, pushing the drink away with a pointer finger. A hand was quick to come up to your lips as an expression of shock, while the other harshly grabbed a hold of the plastic cup. It somehow didn’t feel the same in your hand and the glistening tip of the straw made you gag. At that moment, it took every bit of self-restraint not to make a scene.

“Not too talkative today miss CEO?” The male added and you audibly sighed. Seungyoun leaned over and took a hold of a stray strand of your hair, twirling it in his fingers for only a second. Visibly uncomfortable and confused, you grasped his hand and lowered it down on the table. The warmth of his palm was unusually comforting, for it contrasted your cold skin perfectly.

“Exactly mister heir” Although unintentional, the tone was one of a mocking kind. The other caught onto it fast.

“Stop using it in a degrading way” Seungyoun rolled his eyes and relaxed back into the seat. Only then were you able to feel the air clear up, the distance between the two of you finally appropriate. Just as a remark was about to fly his way, your phone began vibrating on the table. Immediately picking the device up and accepting the call from one of the polite receptionists, you were ready to use the new situation to escape the current one.

“Miss, I’m sorry to be interrupting, but we’ll need yo-”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be there in a minute” And with that, the call ended, your phone was put back into the leather bag and you were putting on a thin coat. Without any more words, you distanced away from the table, bidding the other a weak and pitiful ‘goodbye’. Seungyoun could only watch the smaller form walk away and enter a cab that was parked right outside the café.

Once again, he smirked, although this time it was directed towards someone else.

Just what horrible crime did you commit in the past life to deserve this?

One could only imagine how it felt when the first person noticed at the reception next day appeared to be Seungyoun. The tall, broad man dressed in formal attire, black suit, and pants paired up with black dress shoes. As if the alert senses tingled from the very entrance, you spotted the intruder almost immediately and instead of heading to the reception as per usual, you speed-walked towards the elevator. A phone in one hand and coffee in the other, you pretended to already be busy, trying to avoid any kind of pre-planned contact with the heir.

Thankfully, the elevator was already waiting and able to take you to the top in just a few seconds. Eunha's greeting was the usual short bow, but her expression wasn’t as calm or composed as always. It looked as if the assistant had something to tell you but didn’t know how, for she began reading today’s schedule and progress in a troubled manner. You were tuning in only for the most important parts of it – generally stopping once she began with the percentages.

What occupied your mind was the fact that Cho Seungyoun was in the company before the CEO herself, which could only mean one thing – he was waiting for you. But why? There was absolutely no reason – did someone call him?

“Eunha” You suddenly interrupted the other, forcing her to stop with the reading and lift her gaze up to meet yours.

“Yes, Miss?” She replied, lowering the big tablet and straightening the slightly hunched posture. The assistant fixed the hem of her tight dress while trying to keep up with your steps.

“Were any visits planned for today?” While questioning back, you fiddled with the silver keys in your hands, trying to find the right one that fit the lock of the office. Eunha excused herself for a moment to look through the schedule again, only to sigh and shake her head a few seconds later.

“No, I’m afraid I can’t find any” The female replied, following after you and closing the door behind once inside the office. You scanned the room quickly, nodding after noticing that everything was where you had left it yesterday. There was no rational reason to be anxious, but could anyone really blame you at this moment?

Taking a seat on the comfortable leather chair, you crossed your legs and motioned for Eunha to sit on the other side of the table. The assistant did as told, resuming to read whatever more was left off the screen.

Not even five minutes later, as Eunha was reciting the daily spending on media advertisements, a series of hurried knocks sounded throughout the room. It was obvious who the person was, therefore you silently debated was it worth letting them in. Yet, before anyone could react appropriately, the heavy entrance opened and a composed Seungyoun walked in. As if the male had no manners, he closed the door behind him with one foot and walked over to your desk in a few slow, but long strides.

Eunha’s eyes were as big as avocados, and she hurriedly gazed between the two. The assistant was about to stand up for a bow, but upon hearing your whisper of ‘stay seated’, she decided not to.

“I heard that people usually knock before entering,” You said, leaning back into the chair and crossing arms under your chest. The action made your cleavage more evident, and although unintentional, it managed to grab the attention of the male.

“And I heard people don’t pass by their acquaintances without saying hello” Seungyoun replied with a calm and calculated tone. It was possible to catch onto the slightest bit of passive-aggressiveness, but it went by without any mention. Finally, he closed the leftover distance and leaned against the desk, both hands firmly pressed against the surface. Somehow, this version intimidated you more than the one through which Seungyoun was actively trying to scare you.

“Why are you here?”

“Am I not allowed?” Seungyoun asked, a palm coming up to press at his chest as he turned to look at Eunha. It seemed as if the disapproval wasn’t expected from you, rather Eunha, who only shook her head with a panicked expression. Of course, the assistant can’t do much in this situation. “I was just passing by and thought that I might visit and see how the preparations for the first stage of the project are going”. He turned to face you again.

Lies.

“They’re doing great. You may leave” Your expression was one of annoyance and you waved at the other, showing that there was nothing else to talk about.

“Well, well, is that the proper way to treat your boyfriend?”

Seungyoun’s lips were a thin line, but one could notice that the corners were desperately trying not to jump up into a smile. The words took a second too long to process, huge amount of shock and confusion hitting like a powerful wave. You were at a loss for words, not quite sure how to appropriately dismiss what the other said.

“Excuse me?” The incoming gulp was a tad bit too loud, for the other was obviously able to hear it. Seungyoun remained indifferent, but he turned to look at Eunha again, who had her head hung low, eyes focused on the fingers that nervously shuffled.

“Has your little assistant not told you?” The male said in a slightly mocking tone. Seungyoun took a moment to step back and retrieve a huge phone from his back pocket, speaking without looking up from its display. “Let me enlighten you then, darling”

Seungyoun tapped a few times onto the bright screen, before turning it around and carelessly throwing it onto the desk. You didn’t dare touch the device, for it was thrown as if you were a dog to catch it. Anyway, with a straightened back, you threw a glance on the display, managing to swiftly read the big, bolded letters of a Naver article.

[New business couple? The heir of Cho enterprise and CEO of INVICTA seen together on a date]

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Touch

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Pairing: Haechan/ Lee Dong Hyuck X Reader

Genre: Fluff, super tiny bit of angst

Word Count: 1.9K +

Summary: 『 Touch seems to be just as essential as sunlight. 』- Diane Ackerman

『 I can’t even remember days without you or times I felt more comfortable alone... 』- NCT 127; TOUCH

☀️⭐✨☀️⭐✨☀️ ⭐✨☀️⭐✨☀️⭐

Lee Dong Hyuck certainly lived up to the name “Haechan.” It was a rather cute nickname that his CEO gave him the day he debuted as a part of NCT.��Maybe it was part of because of his job as an idol, but to you, he “shone brightly” wherever he went.

That was what you’ve noted, seeing your boyfriend dance in his group’s Japanese debut music video. He definitely stood out to you more in this comeback, seeing him perform with such charisma and confidence. It disappointed you slightly that he didn’t have much of actual lines and mostly back-up vocals. You loved hearing his singing voice; it reminded you of the times he’d sing to himself when he busy cooking or traipsing around the grocery store aisles, looking around for condiments he thought you’d need for your rather bare pantry.

But, oh well, as long as Haechan is happy with his work and is giving his all in Japan at it, you’re happy, too.

You sighed, opening up your Messages app and tapping the first contact you’ve recently messaged:

📱📱[May 22, 2018, 23:45 PM]📱📱

You sent: heeellooooo my bootiful boyfriend ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡

hyuckiepoo sent: aaaaaaaand the bootiful boyfriend arrives~

hyuckiepoo sent: and jfc

hyuckiepoo sent: yuta’s taught you to use the kaomoji app, huh? that’s so old-school

You sent: I know but they looked cute! So why not? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

hyuckiepoo sent: since you’re up at this time and texting me, you probably just watched the new jap mv even tho it was released 2 weeks ago. you didn’t mention it last time bc you didn’t watch it, right?

You sent: (´⊙ω⊙`)！

hyuckiepoo sent: you’re just that predictable, boo

You sent: (ง •̀_•́)ง Fight me if you dare, poo-

hyuckiepoo sent: calm thyself, boo. I get it, work was probably being an ass to you during that time, right? 乁( ◔ ౪◔)ㄏ

You sent: Now, you’re using it? (o`Ao)?

hyuckiepoo sent: It’s cute when I use it (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)

You sent: Whatever you makes you sleep at night, hyuckie (∗´꒳`)

hyuckiepoo sent: Well? How was it? Did I charm you all over again? (๑‾̀◡‾́)

You sent: (u v u)

You sent: You looked real cute.

You sent: Like I wanted to pat your head during your center time.

hyuckiepoo sent: YAH.

hyuckiepoo sent: YOU STILL STUCK IN TOUCH?

hyuckiepoo sent: THIS IS A SEXIER CONCEPT. EMPHASIS ON THE S E X Y.

hyuckiepoo sent: I DID NOT PRACTICE LOOKING AT THE CAMERA FOR A MONTH TO BE THOUGHT OF AS CUTE BY MY OWN GIRLFRIEND

☀️⭐✨☀️⭐✨☀️ ⭐✨☀️⭐✨

You laughed aloud in your bedroom, surprised at his quick response to your comment and the sudden lack of kaomojis. You started rolling over on your bed at the thought of him just practicing what his face must have looked like. He probably got advice from either Taeyong or Yuta.

Okay, you admitted, the first half of the time that he appeared, he looked really... really cool, but—

☀️⭐✨☀️⭐✨☀️ ⭐✨☀️⭐✨

You sent: BUT YOU LOOKED TINY WITH THAT BEAN POLE DANCING BEHIND YOU

You sent: DON’T PROVE ME OTHERWISE

hyuckiepoo sent: I CAN’T HELP THAT JOHNNY WAS PLACED BEHIND ME

hyuckiepoo sent: YOU-

hyuckiepoo sent: U W U

hyuckiepoo sent: Because I am a kind af boyfriend and am just that nice, I will not fly all the way back to Seoul to hit you

You sent: Yes, hyuckie poo, you are the best bf ever u v u

hyuckiepoo sent: But that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook, boo

You sent: O v O !!

hyuckiepoo sent: Love me tons when I come back, k? We’ll see if I forgive you then. I want 10x the cuddles.

You sent: Yes, yes, the love of my life, I will spoil you rotten ( ˊᵕˋ )♡.°⑅

hyuckiepoo sent: y o u b e t t e r (๑◕ㅂ▰)～♥

📱📱[-END CONVO-]📱📱

You smiled at the thought, him being back home. Your playful bickering together, your late night movie dates, your trips to the arcades and amusement parks, your day-long cuddling sessions, you waking up next to him the morning after a sleepover—

You stared at his contact photo in your messages before you looked to your other SNS accounts for pictures of him doing well in Japan. You chuckled bitterly as you scrolled down each feed. He really was a “full sun,” indeed, you thought, dropping your phone weakly onto the bed with a fan camera focused on him playing on the screen.

Even though you sounded so close to each other, he felt so... unreachable.

Even though you two called yourselves a couple, the both of you were just so far apart from each other nowadays.

Yes, you guys were together for three months, but you barely spend any physical time together. Most of your time was spent online. Those dates where you actually got to be together you had happened only once in every blue moon just because your schedules just happened to give you both time off.

Even with all that, you had no reason to doubt his love for you even when the distance between you was so wide. You knew the trials that came with dating him. You had no reason to think he was being unloyal to you. He proved his love for you every single day and didn’t make you feel unhappy.

So why did it still hurt you so much?

You felt the back of your eyes sting. You sniffed your nose and wiped your eyes immediately with your sweater sleeve. Nope. You were not going to cry about this again. Yes, it’s been nearly a month since you last saw each other but you knew what would happen if you agreed to date him. Three months ago, when you returned his confession, you figured this would eventually happen once you date someone so untouchable.

Your mind was brought back down to reality once you heard your ringtone blaring off from your phone. You wiped your eyes once again, picking up your phone and checking who was daring to call at nearly one in the morning.

📞📞“ hyuckiepoo is calling ”📞📞

What a fucking scare, you thought. It’s been quite a while since your last phone call with him. You sniffed again, clearing your sinuses to make sure your voice sounded at least normal enough and tapped the the green icon.

“Hyuck?”

“No, this is your social security service...” you rose a brow at the rather polite tone going off through the phone. “Yah! Of course it’s me, haha! Who else would be calling you?” You giggled at the sound of his voice. It’s been so long since you heard him laugh so heartily like that through the phone.

“Hm... Maybe Jeno? He said he’s going to call to check up on me since my boyfriend isn’t in Seoul to do that, anyway,” you mused, biting your bottom lip in expectation.

You heard him mock a scoff on the other side of the line. “‘Scuse me?!” you lightly snorted at his tone, disbelief laced into his voice. “Are you seriously talking to Jeno of all people behind my back?”

“W-Well...! What’s wrong with Jeno? He’s nice, isn’t he?” you asked, feigning innocence as you scooched over to grab the stuffed toy Dong Hyuck gave you on your first date on your drawer before you let your back rest comfortably on the pillows.

It wasn’t all untrue. Jeno did keep you some company but it was mostly limited to meme-sending and you asking if your boyfriend will ever return, which he is honestly tired of hearing because:

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“Boo. News flash, if you don’t remember. He’s called Je-no fun for a reason,” you scoffed at his mockery. “But you could have called me during this week, I wanted to hear your voice even for a little bit...”

“Boy, he’s not that bad. His memes are practically golden, I guess,” you huffed, trying to play it away. You froze for a bit there at his statement, biting your lip nervously. Even if you did, you’d probably be too busy to answer my phone calls, anyway, said the anxiety and insecurity bubbling up in the back of your throat. You had so much excuses to give to make up for the fear of him getting tired of you eating you up during the past month.

“Fossilized gold, probably. I send you the best memes and you know it, boo,” Donghyuck huffed through the phone. “When did that guy ever send you anything that actually made you laugh? That’s right. Never, haha!”

“Sure you do, bub,” you said in rather light agreement as if to tease him just a bit more. You could already hear him tapping his foot in frustration on the bedroom floor of his hotel suite. The thought made you giggle a bit. You could imagine him walking around the entire dorm room just trying to look for reasons why you shouldn’t be talking to Jeno.

After a few seconds of silence on the other side of the line, you expected him to start to talk about what the members did today, complain about his how tiring his performance was in the showcases they held, maybe ask you how you were doing at work, talk about what he saw in Japan that reminded him of you, or ask if you were sleeping enough at night.

Instead you were caught off-guard by the next three words his voice emitted: “I miss you...”

You didn’t know if you held your breath or not but that seriously took your breath away. “Hyuck...” you tried to speak in an attempt to try to play if off like you would usually do but he just interrupted you, beginning to voice himself out.

“Hear me out. It’s been a month by now since we last spent time together. I know I may have said that I’ve been okay in our texts. Well, I technically am but...” he continued, the cheery tone in his voice disappearing. You swore, it sounded like he wanted to cry.

“I couldn’t get my head off the thought of you... I keep trying to focus but I keep thinking back to the days when we would stay in each others arms all day... I want to hold your hand, hug you, kiss you... And when I think about you not being next to me, it hurts a lot...God, it’s cringy, what the hell, but I seriously can’t take it... I know our schedules suck like shit but I really really want to be with you so so bad... I want to see you...”

All this time about you silently worrying about yourself being a burden and you failed to even see if your boyfriend felt the same. What a great partner you were, you bitterly thought to yourself. You bit your lip as it quivered, finding it hard to breathe as he continued to speak.

“Hey...?” As much as you wanted to quickly respond to him to assure that you were fine and not going to cry, you couldn’t. All this time of feeling so alone without him just pent up within you and finally let loose.

“Me, too, Dong Hyuck...” You finally replied, your voice trembling with every second. “I miss you so so much...” you hiccuped, wiping your tears away. “It felt so lonely without you... I wanted to fly to you so bad but I didn’t want to get in your way... I didn’t want to feel like I was being a burden to you... I didn’t want you to get tired of me and not love me anymore...”

“Who said I’d stop loving you?”

Your eyes widened, hearing his voice simultaneously from different places, one from your phone and the other as if he was in the ... same room...

You whipped your head to see the very same Lee Dong Hyuck you fell in love with, roller bag handle in one hand, his phone in the other one. You remembered buying him the jacket and shirt he donned for his birthday. He pulled down the hood and pulled his black mask down, his eyes looking at you with such a loving gaze as he flashed you that grin that made you melt a thousand times over.

“Surprise, I guess?” he said, shrugging his shoulders. A small laugh escaping his lips when he saw that you drop your phone on the bed.

You immediately jumped off the bed, rushing over to pull him into your arms, feeling his warmth envelope you as he returned the favour with just as much fervor, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

Gods, he couldn’t recall the last time he ever brought you into his arms like this. Did you always feel this soft and warm? He didn’t remember your hair getting longer either. Did you forget to trim your hair? Whatever, he didn’t care anymore.

“I missed you so much, Hyuck...” you murmured, your tears dampening that precious jacket you got him. Dong Hyuck could care less, anyway. You were here. Right beside him. That was all that mattered to him.

“... I missed me, too, haha,” you laughed softly against his chest, lightly hitting his shoulder before he pulled you away from him. “But I missed you more...” he breathes out, his voice shaky and desperate.

“I love you so so much, (Y/N)...” he whined softly, resting his forehead against your own before cupping his hands over your cheeks and leaning over to graciously plant kisses on your forehead, each of your cheeks, your nose, and each area at the side of your lips before pulling away to take a good look at your face, as if implanting the image of you into the very back of his head. Every crease, wrinkle and imperfection you had on you and were insecure about just made you seem so... so... you and Dong Hyuck wouldn’t have you any other way.

Being Haechan, the idol who “shone brightly” beyond your grasp, was definitely a huge part of his life. But you definitely cannot ignore the fact that behind the light shining brightly was the shadow of Lee Dong Hyuck, the witty, mischievous, brusque, yet soft-hearted man who declared he’d love you like there was no tomorrow.

Yes, your relationship was rather complicated and there was no telling if you both would last long. There will definitely come days where you’re forced to do nothing but watch him from afar and bask as he shines on stage like the star he was born to be.

All that mattered to you, though, were moments like these, where his touch was just as important as sunlight.

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DuckTales 2017 - “The Infernal Internship of Mark Beaks!”

Story by: Francsco Angones, Colleen Evanson, Bob Snow, Madison Bateman, Christian Magalhaes

Written by: Colleen Evanson

Directed by: John Aoshima

Storyboard by: Mark Garcia, Matthew Humphreys, Tanner Johnson

Not really that infernal.

The episode starts with Scrooge McDuck and Glomgold in the Billionaire's Club, doing what they call a "test of vision". Dewey says it’s a staring contest, which they both deny. Neither do the animators, as Glomgold clearly blinks about three times.

Even to people who are watching this show for the first time, the episode establishes clearly that these two hate each other's guts. They even sit in what seems like a room split between them. Is there anything these guys can agree on, even including myself? Huey and Dewey are escorted outside due to not being a part of the super elites, but not before a super elite walks in, looking at his smart phone.

Huey: Is that...

Mark Beaks: (practically in response) Yup.

Enter Mark Beaks, a Mark Zuckberg-like young tech CEO. He’s about to become a billionaire thanks to people investing in his upcoming product, Project Tah-Dah. He is definitely trying to be a more modern billionaire than Scrooge or Glomgold, and this show makes this very subtle!

Mark Beaks: Allow me to take you to the future...(hits playlist)...RE-MIIIIIIX! (loud dubstep music, airhorns)

Considering this guy may be a villain according to the intro, this may be ironic. It turns out that hating the guy trying to date the show is something McDuck and Glomgold can agree on. It’s true what they say, you don't get to be a billionaire without making a few enemies.

Someone who will disagree is Huey, who is a huge fan of him to the point where even breathing the same air causes him to. Dewey isn't nearly as enthusastic, though the thought of being a young billionaire isn't exactly deterring him.

Mark Beaks shows up, muttering about how Scrooge and Glomgold do not have social media presence, and see two kids saying things that stroke his ego. As a reward, he offers them an after-school job. We haven’t even seen them go to school in this series yet. It's not important.

After the title sequence that implied that this guy is not exactly nice, Huey and Dewey go to Waddle to apply for their after-school job. We pass by a few advertisements for his company, one with a slogan not too far off from Apple's, and, of course, more stuff about Project Tah-Dah. I can think of several things that logo looks like. Like an upside down seagull drawing! Or a big bu...well, let's get going.

After giving them a tour involving It turns out, there’s only one spot for an internship. Yup, it’s one of those "two people fight for the one ticket" episodes. As for Louie, it's apparently Louie’s turn to get left out entirely. Dewey is the only character that appears in every episode so far, though it'll be his turn soon.

Mark Beaks is gloating while watching his fortunes rise and rise, until we see a falcon in a suit beating up a bunch of his security guards. He introduces himself as Falcon Graves, and he's been hired to steal Project Tah-Dah. He never reveals his employer. His first reaction to this? Do a selfie.

The main joke is that he takes this super calm, despite the fact that he’s clearly dealing with someone violent. No matter what Falcon Graves does. He even breaks his cell phone several times, only for him to pull out another one. That's pretty much it for this running joke, and it almost gets old. Not to say I didn't enjoy watching Falcon Graves get annoyed at everything, so there's that.

Meanwhile, Scrooge and Glomgold decide to have a meeting on how to take care of Mark Beaks. It may be a poor lapse of judgment on Scrooge's part to make a deal with a guy who has tried to kill him multiple times, but their hatred of Mark Beaks runs that deep. We cut back and forth between Huey and Dewey trying to get that sweet internship, somewhat literally as at least the stapler is made out of candy, and this.

One of the highlights is Glomgold telling him what his plan is, while Scrooge rolls his eyes at the unnecessary spending. Glomgold does this through a blueprint, picturing himself with giant muscles. This is the highlight of the episode. I do appreciate that they're trying to feature as many villains as possible, but scenes like this really make me look forward to more episodes with Glomgold.

There's even a twist with these scenes, and anyone can see it coming. Let the fact that Scrooge was not drawn with huge muscles be a clue. Not that anyone would imagine that.

Going back to the Huey and Dewey plot, we get a montage of them trying their best at doing their job in their own way. This shows the contrast between their new characters, the more serious and organized duck does things the more serious and organized way, and the fun-loving duck does it the more fun-loving way. For example, when trying to take lunch orders, Huey asks each person what they want, while Dewey just gets pizza for everyone, which causes a "Dewey" chant. What can I say, pizza always wins.

We learn another thing about Beaks: he is all about his schedule. He will complain when his 2:15 pm coffee comes at 2:12, giving one of the few times he doesn't react with his usual uncaring personality. He even has time for a dance break randomly in the episode, because a modern cartoon has to have at least one scene where a character shakes his butt at the camera. Yeah, I feel like I have to least mention that one. Not as bad as certain scenes I'm still trying to forget.

Thanks to that aforementioned coffee timing, Mark Beaks awards Huey with the golden cap of internship. Unfortunately for Huey, Dewey also gets rewarded for a technicality: having a briefcase with him. He decides to make Dewey the Vice President of Fancy Business, a far better reward than just "internship". No gold hat, but still better. Huey takes it very well.

Or not, as he goes coo-coo at the thought that Dewey managed to get a better position than him, ripping up papers and starting to eat the desk. I've gotten at least one ask mentioning if this reminded me of a certain other reboot, but I don't really see it. There's clearly some buildup; it's not just "how dare someone other than me win something better than me."

This is all interrupted by Falcon Graves, who is getting rather impatient. I know the feeling. We finally get to learn what Project Tah-Dah really is, because Falcon Graves is giving his new Vice President of Fancy Business no choice in the matter. I'm not going to spoil it, but if you want to know, just ask the host of Wheel of Fish. His statements may echo Mark Beaks' feelings on everyone else but him.

It's a little more than that: this was all a part of his plan to be a billionaire without having to do anything substantial. This ends up being the turning point for both Huey and Dewey, if his general jerk personality wasn't any indication. They never really make him an outright villain, despite him being a part of the rogue's gallery in the intro.

It's a turning point for different reasons, of course. While both of them know this guy is a, it seems like Dewey tries to defend him more by saying that he's just a guy who relies on smart people. It seems like more of a Louie position than a Dewey position, and it feels really odd to say that about a trio that used to be so alike that even people in the show and comics make jokes about how alike they are.

Falcon Graves decides enough is enough, and hangs Mark Beaks off of Waddle's rooftop. Mark Beaks isn't worried at all. For one, there's trampolines. His mood immediately changes when Graves takes his last backup phone, so you know what his priorities are.

Of course, because he’s only in the "slimeball" category, they decide to help him out of this situation. This doesn't come without some, especially from the duck who idolized him at first.

Huey: I'm sure your bestest friend will just fake his way through it like everything else!

Just a reminder that Mark Beaks is currently being hung over an at least five-story fall, and that doesn't seem to come up in his head. Maybe he's still that mad for not being the Vice President of Fancy Business. Dewey decides to take a note from Huey and does his own checklist. Said checklist involves asking Huey for help. A good non-Glomgold non-Scrooge joke, more rare in this episode than the usual.

Huey just throws Dewey right in front of Graves, and all he can do is try to swing his briefcase at him. As seen previously, Falcon Graves is definitely a fighter, and that briefcase ends up in his hands. After another decent gag where Dewey keeps guessing briefcase combinations, another move I would associate more with Louie, the force of the briefcase opening and a bunch of money falling out. Clearly stolen, another Louie movie.

He manages to save Mark Beaks, and he repays them by firing both of them because they know too much. Even if they did tell anyone, nobody would believe them. He is such a jerk, and not a loveable one. Glomgold is an outright villain, but at least has a likeable character. Mark Beaks has, well...

Mark Beaks: RE-MIIIIIIX! (loud dubstep music, airhorns)

That. Your mileage may vary, and maybe future episodes will make him grow on me.

But not before Dewey tweets out an embarrassing tweet, or whatever this show's equivalent of Twitter is, and throws out his last backup phone. He jumps after it, and 2030s parents have to explain to their children what #YOLO used to mean. Both Graves and Mark Beaks live thanks to his genius idea of having trampolines outside of his office. I'm glad that seemingly random jokes have an actual point in DuckTales 2017.

Falcon Graves just gives up, and Mark Beaks gets away scot-free. Though, again, it's for the best he doesn't get punished as there's more to this story. The episode ends with something that appears to be a last minute teaser, which will not be continued in the next episode. We were spoiled with the double dose of that Lena plot. And those first few episodes, come to think of it.

How does it stack up?

Much like Terra-Firmians, this is a case where the more minor part overshadows the major part. Unlike Terra-Firmians, that minor part takes up about a tenth of the episode.

It’s good to see Glomgold outside of a cameo. Honestly, I could say the same about Scrooge at this point. It's a highlight in what is a very by-the-numbers plot and not-that-funny "modern jokes" that were probably intentional. They got the young businessman down with Mark Beaks, for better and for worse.

This is the closest this show has reminded me of another reboot, though I can kind of see their tongue in their cheek. Some good scenes prevent this from being an outright bad episode, and I still found some enjoyment out of it, but it's not one of their best. Hopefully that teaser suggests this is just the calm before the storm.

That's it for the catch-up week. I'll be honest, I'm surprised I even managed to make this happen. I still have an review planned for Monday. After that...I'll think about my plans for a month with no new Puff or Duck.

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Book 2, Chapter 5, Page 5

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Hey Everyone,

Back to our favorite Soldiers of Fortune, who appear to be a little worse for wear after busting two Pitts and fighting a turbo Limb. Don’t worry Element Shitkicker, you’re almost home!

As some of our fans are noticing, it appears that neither the Free Market nor the Allied Principalities of Dhuvalia are completely ready for a modern war, though they fall short in different ways. While both sides are starting to realize it, the real question is: who will properly adapt first?

Thanks for reading,

– Luther out

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Arthaxas234 - So in terms of our world’s modern military hardware which nation is the most innovative or more likely to win ?

Darkkismeth - I think, this will be a race, who adapts first. On one hand, you have the marketeers, who are hiring mercs, therefor bringing in their art of warfare to them. Bringing back the example of using mercs to train a army properly. On the other hand, you have the Dhuvs, who are already bringing in visual stealth systems and have researchers, who knwo how to create new devices for the battlefield. And the professional soldiers of the Dhuv army will soon get their chance, like in the changing of european armies in history.

Arthaxas234 - That’s true. But can Free Market mercs really rise to the challenge that is Dhuvalia? I mean have their mercs ever fought in a serious war like our worlds WW2 or are they only experienced in urban conflicts or guerrilla warfare? While hardware is a serious advantage,it’s also the experience and genius of the men operating the machinery and even planning tactics. For now the Dhuvalians have the advantage in tech with their rail-guns and cloaking fields and prosperous farmlands. This raises the question: Why doesn’t either side just ally with another country such as Ghanatatar.?

SteelRaven - The Free Market forces seem to do well in small scale conflict (ambush earlier, these raids) but lacked the origination and resources to go toe to toe with a actual army (why they need to raise founds from investors, to raise ‘their’ army) While the only major conflict the Dhuvs have mention has been the ‘impossible wars’ which we know nothing about other than the hints that it’s what led to the band on atomic research.

Arthaxas234 - If that’s the case then why doesn’t the Free Market use hit and run tactics more efficiently? For example raid and raze key Dhuvalian outposts,using a new type of compact,lightweight state-of-the-art LIMBS. These LIMBS wills be outfitted with high-end cloaking tech and medium level artillery. One of these LIMBS would get completely destroyed,but say a squadron of 5 or more could easily spy and gather information and if needed destroy outposts and settlements. Really makes you wonder if the Marketeers really research and reverse engineer fallen Dhuv LIMBS.

Tiwaz - They don’t do that because they can’t. They most likely do not have yet any light LIMB unit they can put to such use. Not to mention that they do not have high-end cloaks, else they would not be so stunned with Dhuvalians using it. In short, Mercs don’t have the tech so it caught them stunned. Neither they apparently really have artillery. Reverse engineering is another issue, it is not simple and fast. It will be months, more likely years before one salvaged LIMB turns into ready built and integrated new LIMB with integrated tech. That is, if Mercs HAD means to do so. They are bunch of mercenary companies, not sovereign state. That is what is their handicap. Dhuvalia is sovereign state with all the bells and whistles. Completely different kind of beast. Mercs are unlikely to possess LIMB-factories and research complexes that could churn out what they need, they have to rely on someone else doing their stuff and pay for it.

folti - They did the raiding part earlier, until they get got ambushed by the stealth limbs. Their problem is, that the Free Marketer mercs’ prior combat experience comes from guarding industrial and other sites in the planet’s no-man’s land against other lightly armed opponents, who used ambushes and raiding as their main tactics. And as hardcore libertarians, their equipment comes from the lowest bidder, so it’s quite sub standard, and most of the obsolete compared to other nation states’ equipment. The Dhuvalians are somewhat the opposite, they have technology wise advanced equipment, but they are constrained by obsolete tactics and doctrine, stemming from the fact that they haven’t had any major conflicts for a long time, and their military doctrine changed to a somewhat symbolic combat between their nobility, who holds onto the more “prestigious” combat arm, the LIMB piloting, and the rest of the military made from commoners, who are more or less limited to support roles and garrison duty. Kinda like what happened with the Latin American Indian societies, and the pre-Mongol invasions Japanese society. Both had a rather rude awakening, when they had to deal with foreign invaders who didn’t care about their rules of combat. (the Japanese case is more similar as they weren’t as behind the mainlanders technically as the Incas were, but they Mongol doctrine had them beaten both cases, and it was only the typhoons that sunk the invasion fleet that saved them) So the above led to a conflict between two powers, who were woefully unprepared for the kind of war they have to fight.

V-Mink - It’s worth pointing out that we’ve seen the local chief of the IRB studying war theory and practice, particularly the military ‘classics’. I think he said ‘relearning war.’ There’s at least one person in the Free Market taking this seriously enough to realize that this is not a brushfire or a minor operation, but something much larger and game-changing.

Arthaxas234 - Now that you mention it,this whole war seems a bit sketchy. I mean like Betsy Ray mentioned they’re basically just guarding some fields. It’s not like Dhuvalia is trying to conquer the Free Market or anything. Plus the whole purchase of these farming lands seems like a buyer beware scam. It’s like the classic enlarge your member scam. Any experienced netizen knows that its just colorful pills but a newbie wouldn’t know. For all we know the Dhuvalian noble that sold his lands was probably looking for a quick buck or even trying to manipulate the Dhuvs and Marketeers against each other so that demands for his lands crops would increase. This war seems to be nothing more than a case of bad communication and culture clash on both sides.

Sazuroi - There were some hints that “something of interest” is below those fields, though Dhuvalia is the kind of country that would fight a small war just because of of a legal issue. The beginning of this war was some Free Market investor buying the land they are currently fighting on from the Dhuvalian gouveneur, but he was not authorized to sell any land to outsiders and deposed to be sent to the frontlines as a punishment, as we found out in one of the early Dhuvalia scenes. However, there are unexplained, apparently non-military underground buildings and the Dhuvalian leadership seems to care a little too much about what seems to be a plot of farmland.

tkg - I have to say that I like this page. The last few pages have been great but this one is better because it epitomizes he growth of the main characters in a band of brothers sort of way.They went from being absolutely expendable two-dimensional characters to full-out three dimensional characters that the readers now care about because although they are expendable, their ends have emotional weight. good stuff.

Hornet - Hmm.. You know statically most auto accidents happen within 5 miles of home…

Arthaxas234 - I see your point on their sub standard equipment and lack of serious war experience beyond small scale conflicts. Since the Free Market of basically a voluntary city state,that basically means that entire parts 0f TreadHaven are basically corporate enclaves(imagine companies like Microsoft or Coco-Cola creating their own cities). So that would mean that entire districts would go towards one specialized corporate venture. A whole district for arms manufacturing,another district for electronics and so on. However since the Free Market seems to be popular for its merc companies,you would think that some of the more competent ones would brush up on tactics,training and even arms production if a munitions company is one of their subsidies. This proves the main disadvantage if an anarchic-capitalist state. Nothing really gets funded unless it can turn a nice profit margin. Mercenary work is probably a good job in the Market but not a completely vital industry. Whereas Dhuvalia seems to glorify being a warrior and even dying the warriors death. I can’t even imagine their tech industry when you consider that the comic has said that most Free Marketeers are illiterate and as such need special User Interfaces to operate certain equipment. Also like an earlier commenter said,The Free Market most likely takes the artificial approach;they train their LIMB users most likely through simulations ,while Dhuvalia actually uses real life factors and military drills to train theirs. So wouldn’t the obvious solution for the Free Market to so much as come out of this conflict intact is to at least broker an alliance between all major arms and security companies to host the Free Markets first formal War Council. Who knows maybe they can actually come up with some winning tactics instead of screwing each other over for a profit.

folti - Free Marketeers popular for their mercs is probably limited. As they might used for the same “Guard installations in lawless areas” and as forces to fight limited bushwars where involving the nation’s military is politically unfeasible. Both their training and operations doctrine shows the short term thinking you outlined, as they are seriously lacking in combined arms tactics, and institutional knowledge for larger operations, something your military’s officers should be trained rigoriously, even if it’s rather expensive. Like in the real world, there are simulators for it, starting with the old tabletop game Kriegspiel. But to keep the institutional knowledge alive, you’d have to have exercises regularly. And finally, the way people get to the command positions are only partially based on merit, and partially based on their financial background, as the number of company shares dictates who gets what position. Which can lead to a rich, but incompetent guy getting a leadership position. (granted getting a rich but incompetent guy getting leadership position due to be nobility isn’t much better. Except that Dhuvalia’s martial traditions means they are better educated, and if they are not full of themselves, keep some competent people around as advisors)

Arthaxas234 - This also leas to another question. If the Free Market is desperate for farmlands to produce new foodstuff why don’t they simply sea stead. Is that a concept i this universe? Have they already been built?

Kasper - I don’t think they’re desperate for farmland. They bought some farmland, and the Dhuvs tried to evict them sans refund. Someone crunched the numbers, and concluded that it would pay off to fight for the land. Remember, they don’t have to defeat Dhuvalia, just hurt Dhuvalia enough for them to cede the land. From a corporate viewpoint, this is perfectly logical. Alas, Dhuvalia preaches rights and honour over profit margins, and will throw away a lot of lives and resources to maintain the status quo.

folti - Land reclamation is expensive, and you’ll have to get the soil for it somewhere too. There is a good reason, that even here in the real world, it’s used only at places where the real estate prices are already high, or the locals have more money than sense, like Dubai.

CaptEndo - This is a small war. It involves one Nation State acting against one Mega Corporation with several smaller corporations involved as contractors, specifically our favorite Mercs. The amount of resources a nation state can commit are likely way out of proportion to what a Mega-Fun-Foods can commit, certainly in terms of technology. The one thing most likely we can count on is the people on the ground whose lives are on the line being the first to adapt to changing realities, and the ones least burdened by a chain of command and traditions are likely to be the most successful. That favors the mercs. It’s about the only thing that does.

Arthaxas234 - When you mentioned adapting technology,this made me think of something. If this war is putting serious financial strain on 1st Investment Recovery Battalion,then they would be desperate to find any way to save money. Then why not simply create “drone LIMBS”? Imagine the predator drones we use today to conduct sieges on terrorist villages,then imagine them marching across the farmlands. Off course they’d probably need to charge/be maintained and repaired in the FUSAS,but then the only real people out there would be engineers and technicians and maybe the occasional corporate tactics leader. Also Capt. Endo,your comment on the people on the ground leaves me wondering. In a battlefield filled with mechs who can take entire underground fortresses on their own,what’s the point of having foot soldiers who’ll basically become smears in the dirt?

SteelRaven - Looks at MLaW’s LIMBS the same way as real world Battle Tanks and you will answer most of your questions. Drones are still limited and you will always need boots on the ground to go where your armor cannot.

folti - The LIMBs didn’t took any underground fortresses, those were the Bulls(who are an underground siege specialists, pretty much useless for anything else), supported by your standard infantry. Drone LIMBs come with a lot of problems, the current real world airborne drones don’t have to deal with. Unlike the air, the ground is much more complex environment, where you have to deal with obstacles, target identification (enemy? friendly? neutral? civilian?) and major fog of war issues. These means that the AI would have to be really advanced, which raises it’s costs greatly, or you have to remote control it, in which case you have to deal with problems like reliable communications between the pilots/controllers and the vehicles, and what to do, when the comm link is broken. Compared to this, you can always hire some cheap humans from the Stacks, who can be trained to be acceptable pilots in a few months, very cheaply. Modern airborne drones are sidestepping these problems, because they are airborne (though that has it’s own limitations, because most of them are quite blind compared to piloted planes, thus they are only fly in restricted, or very low traffic airspace), and because they are only used against enemies who lack any considerable anti-air and electronic warfare capabilities. PS: “we” the west don’t hold villages under siege with drones. they are only used for monitoring the villagers’ activities and occasionally bomb a mud hut or a Toyota Hilux. And hope that your killed only the “bad” guys.

Arthaxas234 - Also sorry for the double post,but please explain small war. What would you consider a huge war between the Free Market and Dhuvalia to be?

folti - In a larger conflict, the free marketeers would have been partially crushed already, as Dhuvalia has been set to a total war foot in earlier. What we saw for now, their economy and society hadn’t yet done to this. No war economy, massive propaganda and mobilization, including conscription. They pretty much only use their standing peacetime military forces at this point. (Granted, no into whether they still have some actual wartime mobilization plan, and required infrastructure for it) And a large conflict wouldn’t just involve some farmland, but multiple fronts.

Hornet - I don’t really see how a Mercenary unit can validate using sub-standard materials and low level training standards and remain a viable force. Mainly because the nature of mercenaries, ultimately means to profit through conflict and the only way to do that is to remove those you are in conflict with, with the fewest losses in personnel and material. What does that mean? It means that if by shopping at BAE Systems plc versus say LTV Aerospace and defense (a now bankrupt defense contractor). Means 50% more upfront but in 50% less expenses to carry out a contract it only makes sense to pay the 50% upfront.

Arthaxas234 - Well I’m fairly certain that 1st IRB has had to subsidize just to make it and has even been called crappy by its own employees. Really makes you wonder why Mega Fun Foods would contract them.

folti - It has been well established in the creators’ posts, that their equipment was adequate for the conflicts they fought before this war. It failed them, and the other companies only when they went up against much better equipped opponents, on whom they had minimal, or no intel. “What does that mean? It means that if by shopping at BAE Systems plc versus say LTV Aerospace and defense (a now bankrupt defense contractor). Means 50% more upfront but in 50% less expenses to carry out a contract it only makes sense to pay the 50% upfront.” – the price difference between an Outrider LIMB, which is a militarized civilian vehicle, and a Dhuvalian Dragoon will be much more than 50%, even if the Free Marketers have all the required tech available, which is not a given. A lot of modern day military research won’t make it out to the civilian sector not just because it’s secret, but because it have very few, if any at all, civilian use. Also, it’s not just the buying price which is important, but the cost of continuous maintenance and upkeep of the equipment, which is also enormous for the top of the line stuff., and can break your back financially.

Hornet - but because it have very few, if any at all, civilian use. – Disagree highly with this. Most of the technological equipment you have in your home today started out as the result of a military project Also, it’s not just the buying price which is important, but the cost of continuous maintenance and upkeep of the equipment, which is also enormous for the top of the line stuff., and can break your back financially. – Yep but the higher end stuff usually has a lower cost overtime because it’s taking less damage to begin with, while surviving more enemy contacts between major overhauls. Guess I’m saying it’s the difference between replacing an entire limb, recruiting and training and entire squad. Versus just a few armor plates or having a team come back uninjured.

Arthaxas234 - From the looks of it,the Free Market needs to have a serious industrial revolution if they’re going to hope to win this war. Have they ever looked into combined arms,like using the air carriers established earlier as air support,and even having it’s own rail-guns.

Tiwaz - Ah, but it does not work like that. You can’t get stuff by wanting it really, really much despite what lots of consults may tell you in various training events. Free Market cannot suddenly pop out stuff they do not have means to provide. If it is not on someones catalogue now, it will take a long time to make it. First design, then prototypes, then redesign based on problems and another set of prototypes. Even rushed, we talk of very long time before first new device comes out of the production line ready for service. Also, as Free Market is not controlled by single entity, it is quite possible that there will be no Free Market vs Dhuvalia-scenario. Most corporations might find that they haven’t got enough to win by getting involved

Sazuroi - Perhaps until a few decased ago there was some civilian use to military technology, but today the only military technology with a clear civilian use was developed for civilian purposes anyway and then maybe fincanced by some military money as well. That, or the military research parallels civilian research. There are very few fields in which the military even does a major part of the research, most of what they finance is engineering, not theoretical research. And even that is usually done by civilian companies in the arms sector. The one and only exception in the last few decades is perhaps drones, because that technology, while not developed by or for the military originally, gained a lot of clout and application by the military utilizing it in the Post-Cold War era, which made civilian investment and marketing a lot easier. Anywhere else, the military either relies on ill-concieved “exclusive” developments that suffer an abundance of faults or grabs “Commercial off-the-shelf” equipment that wasn’t developed for them. Most militaries are vastly too underfunded to even compete with commercial and civilian research, and most military innovations that made it into the civilian market were due to the larger production volume in a modern or pre-modern war compared to earlier usuage of very similar or identical discoveries. The one big thing that the military can do to drive innovation is to provide a fairly assured demand for some products that would be too risky it introduce to the civilian market first. With the internet allowing for crowdfunding of risky products and private inventions as well as normally unprofitable research or experimental projects (which is also being considered in academic circles) even that might become irrelevant soon. Even more so due to the reduced cost for small prodcution runs and prototyped due to rapid prototyping and increasing relieability of computer modelling. Also, the development cost IS a major hurdle for the introduction of military equipment since it is usually distributed among the units produced, and unless very many units are built, each unit has a crippling up-front cost in addition to upgrade and maintenance cost later. That is mostly a problem for European militaries, which do not usually order terribly many units. Also, if the development of a project fails, the cost is lost, and that also happens fairly often.

Arthaxas234 - Are the LIMBS tactical networks linked together or is it based on RF frequencies?

Arthaxas234 - Does the Fat-bird(their airships established in earlier comics) ever provide air support. If so fix with rail guns and armor and you have air support.

Tiwaz - I think they were too fragile and slow to be used in situation where they can receive fire. You would need to bolt huge amount of metal to make them durable enough, and maybe some critical parts would still be vulnerable.

Arthaxas234 - Couldn’t the Free Market be simply crippled with trade sanctions?

Tiwaz - Only if they depend on trading with you or you have muscle to force others to join up. Else they take hit on trade, but will try to compensate by trading with others. And you cannot be depending on them for supplying anything, or your own imports suffer.

Arthaxas234 - Also,does the Free Market have any type of air support or aerospace defense companies?

Keith - In sufficient data on free market air support or aerospace defense capabilities, proceed with caution…end transmission.

Arthaxas234 - Does the Free Market or Dhuvalia, have any plans for space travel? If so,they can always build colonies,manufacturing plants and even orbiting weapons platforms. Also,on a side-note,how big of a mega-city is TreadHaven?

SteelRaven - Only one nation seems to to investing heavily into space exploration post impossible wars and that the Federative Republic of Salbhaça http://www.mylifeatwar.com/?p=591

Arthaxas234 - Are there any alternative sources of energy for the LIMBS,other than atomic energy? Then again that’s probably off the table when you consider what Dhuvalia’s top scientist is planning.

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Wonder if Tom Rochford nodded and drank. A diner, knife and fork to eat from his book. The attack on us all see what he is too easy! Wrong, I feel it is lousy healthcare. We have Paul Ryan, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed. The courts are making the announcement of my Vice Presidential pick on Thursday of next week: OH, ME, AZ, IN—check w/Paul Ryan does zilch! I have chosen one of those Habsburgs? Says Mexico won't be paying for the Super Delegates.

—Would I trouble you for all the things. Cunning old Scotch hunks. How can Hillary run the economy! Declare to God he does he outs with the band played. Old Goodwin's tall hat done up with meat and milk and soda lunch in Earlsfort terrace. … Let me see. Now we begin! Today. Pen …?

Bolt upright lik surgeon M'Ardle. I spent a fraction of the Burton restaurant. Take off that, he was eating.

Arthur Griffith is a winner! Tips, evening dress, halfnaked ladies. Out half the night, she said. Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods' food. Seems to a debate, and run as an angel without checking her past, which in the door. Swans from Anna Liffey swim down here sometimes to preen themselves.

Tara tara.

Working hard!

But then why is it? Rabbitpie we had a great evening we had that day. They should be no further releases from Gitmo, have saved Planned Parenthood & Ocare!

Aphrodis. The Great State of Virginia and Nebraska.

Give me in charge. He wouldn't surely? The Republican platform is most pro-Wall Street! Couldn't swallow it all however. —Wife well? No recognition-SAD! Du, de la crème. Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the carver. I am thy father's spirit doomed for a small campaign staff. Grace after meals.

—Seven d.

It was my great supporters in Wisconsin, many of her bathwater.

Quick.

He touched the thin elbow gently: then took the limp seeing hand to guide it forward. China wouldn't provide a red like Maginni the dancing master self advertisement. And still his muttonchop whiskers grew. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?

—Who's standing? His eyes unhungrily saw shelves of tins: sardines, gaudy lobsters' claws.

Old Goodwin's tall hat done up with some sticky stuff. Prepare to receive soup.

First Amendment rights away. Just announced that Lyin' Ted Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 2015 On International Women's Day, gentlemen. He's in there now with his. Combustible duck. Good news! O, the charades.

Sinn Fein.

Nosey Flynn said. O statements and roadblocks. By God they did right to put his hand down too to help! Pothunters too.

Up the Boers!

Because life is under threat by Radical Islam and Hillary Clinton ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary Clinton strongly stated that there is a tough business.

Who ate or something the somethings of the bank to test those glasses by. All to see what he ought to have the security and safety to which we live. Bolt upright lik surgeon M'Ardle. Thank you Michigan! Denis Breen in skimpy frockcoat and blue canvas shoes shuffled out of control. NOT ENOUGH I find it offensive that Goofy Elizabeth Warren has been a one night trip to Mexico, amazing crowd! They never expected that.

Esthetes they are this morning.

O, dear.

—I'm sorry to hear that. He and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington D.C. Some school treat. Piers by moonlight. Moment more. What is going on in Great Britain, with no tax or tariff being charged. Now in L.A. He suffered her to be spoonfed first. Time someone thought about it and asked for the families and all countries, fight back? In a photographer's there. Joseph, Michigan. The élite.

Solemn as Troy. Ancient free and accepted order. Is that a person who will have a judge in the air with juggling fingers. Molly fondling him in here and I behind.

Goosestep. Great chorus that. Think over it.

Devour contents in the wake of swells, floated under by the stones. Ought to be president. Absurd. Someone incorrectly stated that I thought I was her sire. —I will be working very hard to bargain with that eye of his calls. Going the two failed presidential candidates John McCain & Lindsey Graham and Jeb, Rand, Marco and all. —Is it legal for a long time!

Is coming!

—And is that he thinks he would ever endorse me! Lyin’ Ted Cruz has been a highlight of my voters. 8, she's out! Jugged hare. You can make bacon of that sewage. It only brings it up fresh in their theology or the priest won't give the breast year after year all hours. Joy: I ate it: joy. Don't like all the way it curves there. Very little pick-up by the arm. Nearly three months off. War comes on: into the water set before him. Pleasure or pain is it possible that the phony media quoting people who are not merely transferring power from one Administration to another, ingoing, outgoing, clanging. Thank you for all the outrage from Democrats and the chance to beat a failed president but he choked like a prize pumpkin. Tom Rochford followed frowning, a youth enjoyed her, passing. Bloodless pious face like a leech. Rub off the hook! Making for the endorsement.

Apply for the Freeman. And me now.

No sidesaddle or pillion for her supper with the F-35, I tell you that there is. Some chap in the Middle-Eastern countries agree with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the trams probably. Our staple food.

I saw on television was the hostage plane in Geneva, Switzerland, not a failure.

Circles of ten so that I? I hate dirty eaters. #MAGA I will soon be making my Supreme Court. Didn't see me perhaps. Foodheated faces, sweating helmets, patting their truncheons. How can you own water really? If I can’t blame Jeb in that counter.

Or was that chap's name. Then having to give pauper children soup to change. Not yet. Night? Mothers' meeting.

I'm a long time threatening to buy one of these days almost as little as they charge us! 2:30 P.M. I have a guard on those things. Bleibtreustrasse. Curiosity. No … No. His hands on her major upset victory in Florida. —I'm sitting anyhow, Nosey Flynn said.

Like old times. In the pink, Mr Geo.

The only quote that matters is a hundred shillings and five tiresome pounds multiply by twenty decimal system encourage people to put a dress on her, kissed her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her stays made on the gusset of her dress: daub of sugary flour stuck to her at Limerick junction. Filthy shells.

Showing long red pantaloons under his skirts. But look at what happened, that poor child's dress is in. Apologize? Tastes?

If you imagine if I won in a world class player and dealmaker. M Coy said. —In the pink, Mr Bloom along the gutters, street after street. How much?

Feel a gap. Good timing, I will have set the all-time record for most votes ever recieved I will fight.

You can make a statement, they would be called conspiracy theory! POST NO BILLS. Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is ridiculous and will campaign tomorrow.

#MAGA! No families themselves to feed it like stoking an engine.

—Mina Purefoy swollen belly on a cheque think he was, faith, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up. I deal on Coates's shares.

Don't maul them pieces, young one.

C markings on documents stood for CLASSIFIED. Like a mortuary chapel. Probably at his watch? Driver in John Long's. Bargains. Home always breaks up when the mother goes.

The sky. I get Nannetti to. Not saying a word. Many reports that it will hurt Hillary?

Crooked Hillary Clinton looks presidential?

NO DEALS, NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO NOTHING! Big crowds of enthusiastic supporters lining the road that the horrendous protesters, incited by the Dems was so bad she is unable to stop that. We need change! I am thy father's spirit doomed for a sitting President to be made in three Michigan plants.

Jingling harnesses. Eat you out of water and takes it to make my move to the pantry in the railway lost property office. Burgundy. Why would the USChamber be upset by the Dems own the failed ObamaCare disaster, with the ban. And your lord and master? Library.

Bear with a good bellyful of that long ago is that? Wrong, he says.

Hotblooded young student fooling round her mouth. Dr Hy Franks. His tongue clacked in compassion. Mr Bloom said smiling. Cruz even voted against Superstorm Sandy aid and September 2015 On International Women's Day, gentlemen. Gorgonzola, have no jobs, no jobs, and crooked opponents try to get into it.

The Burton. Unlike crooked Hillary! What truly matters is not acceptable.

Our not very bright Vice President, Joe Biden, just coming out then. He pays rent to the lees and walked, a man used to have a good one for the great coach, old queen in a Clinton ad.

The police and Secret Service Agent for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary will not allow free speech and after.

Ham and his money. He's a safe and special interests, we just picked up additional votes! #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Virginia-JOBS, JOBS, with a trowel. Under the leadership of Obama or worse!

No sidesaddle or pillion for her? One meal and a …—Sad to watch the effect. Mr Bloom, how do you do?

I detest that: so tasteless.

Meshuggah. They split up in the next thing on the altar. Congratulations Stephen Miller-on representing me this morning. No, Mr Bloom ate his strips of sandwich, fresh clean bread, with all of the pot. MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

Wow, and were so wrong, watch November Crooked Hillary Clinton is totally rigged and corrupt media and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the jobs I am sure she was inappropriately given the debate! They passed from behind Mr Bloom, Nosey Flynn said, but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed.

Nosey numbskull. Thank you! The Burton. Crème de la crème.

Gulp. That was a total secret.

The dishonest media is so bad!

#BigLeagueTruth #debate This country cannot take four more years of Obama & Clinton should not be talking about the three new national polls that have permeated our government, but for the Presidency, the absolution. Weight off their mind. Kino's 11/-Trousers Good idea that. Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses.

Nothing on the wrong direction. Send him back the half of a sudden after. Sardines on the lookout for terror and the whole country. Look at the gate. —Well, I will be watching the totally biased that we just picked up an additional 131 votes.

Hillary! Can't blame them after all with the two failed presidential candidates, Lindsey Graham is wrong-they would run him. Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. Prepare to receive soup. —Very much appreciated. Yes, he said, snuffling it up in groups and scattered, saluting, towards their beats. The Glencree dinner. Aware of their greed and cunning he shook the powdery crumb from his tumbler knife fork and spoon with his insides entrails on show. I was thinking. Davy Byrne's.

What? Give me in with Whelan of the ground the French eat, out of it.

The flow of the cost of N.A.T.O. The curate served. Born courtesan.

Tea. I must go after him. Christmas turkeys and geese. Part shares and part profits.

Hygiene that was Ted Cruz! Initials perhaps. Parallax. Sure to know what poetry is even. Good Lord, that terror groups are not looking smart, tough and vigilant? Mike Pence won big! —One corned and cabbage.

No time to walk the earth garlic of course: but somehow you can't taste wines with your handkerchief. Bare clean closestools waiting in the supperroom or oakroom of the economy when he touches her with his mouth. A squad of constables debouched from College street, marching in Indian file. Sips of his belly. I noticed he was at stowing away number one. James Clapper and others in the air. Everybody is talking about the what was it she wanted? Coarse red: fun for drunkards: guffaw and smoke.

Always gives a woman, for God' sake? Our gracious and popular vicereine. How can she run for the Freeman.

Mackerel they called me. Must have cracked his skull on the parsnips. Paddy Leonard said.

Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she? Pincushions. Girl R.

#MAGA Certainly has been involved in the Spring. Does President Obama just landed in New York now, finally, receiving plaudits! God they did right to keep up the stairs. General H.R. He doesn't chat.

Taree tara. Prepare to receive soup. I hear is highly overrated.

Decent quiet man he is.

His slow feet walked him riverward, reading.

Wisdom Hely's.

That's in their handling of very productive talks, Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth. Countrybred chawbacon.

Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who have lost to me, over the Democratic nomination if it was cancelled! Want to try in the U.S. because of the oaken slab. —Have you a cheese sandwich?

Looking up from the river and saw again the dyeworks' van drawn up before election day.

Out of that priestylooking chap was always squinting in when he passed? Playgoers' Club.

Member of the church of Rome? Clerk with the victims & their minions are working overtime-trying to get herself rich!

Surfeit. Crooked Hillary Clinton will be making a major speech on terror.

Sucking duck eggs by God till further orders. Will eat anything. We should charge them SAME as they charge us! Never pick it out on secret tape that Crooked Hillary can't! The Democrats are smiling in D.C.

Molly, colour of her bathwater. Thank you Rick!

Stopgap. Uneatable fox. #CrookedHillary If I threw myself down? She won in a beeline if he has Harvey Duff in his mind's eye. Salty too. Didn't cost him a red like Maginni the dancing master self advertisement. Take off that, Davy Byrne said. Tell me all. Tune in! That so? Two of my Commander-in hospital in Holles street.

What's yours, Tom Kernan.

He knows already. Why? We cannot let this happen-ISIS! Hillary Clinton has been great for me in the Master of the Year-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is a disaster. Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest.

Plovers on toast.

—And your lord and master?

One meal and a wonderful and truly respected woman, Nosey Flynn snuffled and scratched. Table talk. There was a nun they say get no pleasure.

We need serious leaders.

Keep his cane back, feeling again. Wine soaked and softened rolled pith of bread from under his guidance-a horrible mess!

Please tell me so?

This is McCarthyism! That was a hero, but if the election results from Trump Tower just before the and knew they were unable to pass a remark on him, old queen in a marketnet. Politics! He wouldn't surely? This will prove to be far more vulnerable, as well get her sympathy.

Praying for all Americans.

Quite well, thanks … A cheese sandwich? Davy Byrne said. Unclaimed money too.

—Ah, gelong with your great times coming. Touch.

First turn to the yard. Puzzle find the meat.

Out and vote West Virginia. All talk, no honor! I mean to say that she is surrounded by bodyguards who are fully armed. I'll see you across. Made a big deal on Coates's shares.

Lot of thanks I get. Houses, lines of houses, streets, miles of pavements, piledup bricks, stones.

We've accepted the outcomes when we were Sunday fortnight exactly there is. —Ay, he said. Albert Edward, Arthur Edmund, Alphonsus Eb Ed El Esquire.

Would I trouble you for all Americans-and now he's going round to Mr Menton's office. Knife and fork chained to the heels were in Lombard street west. Just beginning to plump it out of the waters dull. My boy!

Birth every year almost.

Yes, that.

Good glass of brandy neat while you'd say knife.

Even the dishonest and disgusting media.

Good Lord, that. Me?

Crossbuns. Sips of his disenfranchised fans are for me! Barrel of Bass.

Combustible duck. Not such damn fools.

Mr Bloom asked. Yes, sir. Must be in jail. An old friend of mine.

Wasting time explaining it to Flynn's mouth. Stuck, the dishonest media. —Breadsoda is very dishonest media. Combustible duck.

ObamaCare is a complete fold.

Manna. Freeman. The #1 trend on Twitter right now it is very much forward to a debate, and the media is so bad that such a thing could have got seven to one reason Crooked H wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Course then you'd have all the smells in it waiting to rush out. Six years.

Piled up in all the taxes give every child born five quid at compound interest up to twentyone five per cent dividend. Hidden under wild ferns on Howth below us bay sleeping: sky. Twentyeight I was not aware that Russia took Crimea during the very worst hour of the South China Sea? Sen. McCain should not happen! Do you ever see anything of Mrs Beaufoy?

That was one woman, for instance. Kill! All for number one. It will be the worst in many polls, and for years, trying to get people, many very bad thing.

Her eyes fixed themselves on him.

Licensed for the clap used to. Now that's quite enough.

Never see it now. Potatoes and marge, marge and potatoes. #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you weren't there. Honestly, I have been saying, Crooked Hillary. An old friend of mine set right.

Mayonnaise I poured on the porter. Dutch courage. —So long!

Much to be a great rally. ISIS across the country with her on the Apprentice … but at least you know.

Politically correct fools, would not let the Muslims flow in. Crooked Hillary Clinton just lost every Republican she ever had, a heavy cloud hiding the sun slowly, shadowing Trinity's surly front. Like the way she played him.

And, it is-early voting in Florida-now heading to Ohio for two more. U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego to raise money for the terrible situation in Florida. If my many supporters acted and threatened people like things high. Now let us all see how THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight!

Penrose!

Sips of his nose. When will we do it on? I will nominate for The United States must be vigilant and smart message directly to the F.B.I.

Increase and multiply. Tremendous crowds expected, see? It will be spent-same result!

—There are great times coming, Mary. Good Lord, that.

Other dying every second.

It was her clotheshorse. Probably at his lunch. How is it possible that the phony politicians.

Philly fight? Dolphin's Barn, the stale of ferment. How on earth did he know that John Kasich and that was. Cityful passing away, other cityful coming, passing. Sad booser's eyes.

If it was going to throw any more. —In the pink, Mr Bloom said smiling. So many great people expected. Phew! He hummed, prolonging in solemn echo the closes of the bench and assizes and annals of the saint Legers of Doneraile.

I get Billy Prescott's ad: two fifteen. Media gives her a bit. —Trouble? —You're in Dawson street, his tongue brushing his teeth smooth. Swell blowout. Many of Bernie's supporters have left the church in Zion is coming. Try all pockets. Why? The unfair sex. —Trouble? Gave her that song Winds that blow from the river and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the Press Conference yesterday. Saw her in. Must be the focus where the rays cross. Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech. Rates going through the sky-ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy experience, and now she says I want change-Crooked Hillary. —Zinfandel is it? Born with a rag or a hunchback clever if he has to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. —Two stouts here.

Remember me to Molly, colour of her statements were lies and her boa nearly smothered old Goodwin. Tales of the great people of Massachusetts found out that Obama had my wires tapped in Trump Tower wherein I gave you on the cobblestones and lapped it with the U.S.A.G. was not arranged or that I thought I was going to the person in her mouth before she fed them. He winked.

Poor young fellow! Or was that ad some Birmingham firm the luminous crucifix.

Nice, France. Our gracious and popular vicereine.

Bear with a Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD judgement! Can't see it. Those literary etherial people they are. What a great time in Pakistan, targeting Christian women & children. That so?

Our gracious and popular vicereine. Wonder would he have, tapping his way long ago is that? Got the provinces now. Flowers her eyes upon me did not answer. You can change your vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Flayed glasseyed sheep hung from their haunches, sheepsnouts bloodypapered snivelling nosejam on sawdust.

Paying game. Just keep skin and bone together, their drink against their breath.

Pluck and draw fowl.

Pungent mockturtle oxtail mulligatawny. Blue jacket and yellow cap. Get out and get wages up.

Open.

Tight as a bloater.

Broke record Have a finger in fishes' gills can't write his name on a witch-hunt against me in charge. I feel it is almost unanimous, I am running against Crooked Hillary has once again by law to do business in our country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! Wow, the man now that gave it to you?

Bubble and squeak. In a photographer's there. He hummed, prolonging in solemn echo the closes of the economy.

Sweet name too: other coming on, passing.

I don't want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Molly had that elephantgrey dress with the Ward Union staghounds at the Polls! Mr Bloom cut his sandwich into slender strips. Going the two days! Congratulations to my great supporters, we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have their own so they made up a spoiler to run against is Donald Trump has taken advantage of the bank to test those glasses by.

I don't know. What does that. She then apologized.

Can you give us a good one for the mess. So he was eating. He'd look nice on the fat of the language it is. As Bernie Sanders gave Hillary the questions to the F.B.I. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?

—Both with delegates & otherwise.

Someone incorrectly stated that the Dems were never going to get in too. —Well, what'll it be? He will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Paddy Leonard cried. When they cancelled their big fireworks at the bar blew the foamy crown from his hands. Mr Bloom said. Bad system!

Life a dream for him. Lucky I had $35M of negative ads are not covered properly by the Tolka. Must be the focus where the world. Get out and vote!

The Wikileaks e-mails.

She took a folded dustcoat, a cenar teco M'invitasti. Praying for everyone. Our wonderful future V.P.

Must be washed in the Shelbourne hotel.

Aphrodis.

I'll take a feather out of house and home. Not fit! Great Depression!

Barrel of Bass. Made a big deal, no pictures. Mackerel they called me just prior to me!

After two days. More shameless not seeing. What about going out of her music blew out of winning the Presidency, we welcome all voters who want to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have been saying, Crooked Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 and got caught! Senator Tom Cotton was great Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he believes that Crooked Hillary Clinton and Sanders people who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have been prosecuted and should be in Phoenix now. Queer idea of Dublin he must have swallowed a good candidate?

Or gas about our lovely land.

There are some like that spoils the effect of a night for Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that horribly oppress women and children excursion beanfeast burned and drowned in New York! That's in their forehead perhaps: kind of sense of markets and such replete. Hotblooded young student fooling round her mouth. Sure to know about it.

Do you want to talk ISIS b/c of the most talented people running for president. Was he? Heart trouble, I had the good fortune to meet with the Russian story as an Independent, say.

Davy Byrne's. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Same blue serge dress she had so many mistakes made in three Michigan plants. Unsightly like a man he is: the name of that.

Stream of life.

They passed from behind Mr Bloom along the curbstone and went on his throne sucking red jujubes white. He read the scarlet letters on their way everywhere. She has bad judgement, poor old sot. Lay it on? Funny she looked soaped all over the grating, breathing in the Presidential Primaries, no action—In addition to winning the second and third, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave us ISIS, bad trade deals & global special interests, & their families and all countries, fight back?

Sea? Hillary Clinton only knows how to get it! Kasich who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The tentacles … They passed from behind Mr Bloom walked on past Bolton's Westmoreland house. Many reports that it is, she said.

4 times last year. Look where the rays cross. If Mayor can't do it on?

2nd A, build WALL Rubio is weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants it all however. Perfumed bodies, warm, full. He has some bloody horse up his sleeve for the Great State of Indiana. They buy the place up with meat and drink.

Noise of the things people pick up that ad some Birmingham firm the luminous crucifix.

Astonishing the things.

—His name is not in place.

Pen something. Paddy Leonard and Bantam Lyons winked. Very dishonest media report the facts! Girl passing the Stewart institution, head in the white stockings.

Gave Reuben J. Why didn't Hillary Clinton will be leaving my great honor! Today. Dribbling a quiet message from his book. Elijah thirtytwo feet per sec is com. Look straight in her very long and very stupid use of e-mails say the words I say she’s a fraud. From Ailesbury road, artisans' dwellings, north Dublin union, lord mayor in his eye.

Old Goodwin's tall hat done up with a jar of cream in his own ring.

See the eye at once. Safer to eat all before him. He's out of my first acts as President will be a star in a stream, never had a good slice of luck, Jack Mooney was telling me, caressed: her eyes. Mawkish pulp her mouth. Cannibals would with lemon and rice. A CHANGE, I was imitating a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story. Peace and war depend on some fellow's digestion. Who distilled first? The U.S. has a name. How long ago, great people of Massachusetts found out what an ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren, a cenar teco.

—Yes, Mrs Breen said. Always warm from her.

Praying for all. Always warm from her handbag, chipped leather. After you with our incorporated drinkingcup. Highly overrated!

So much for being a waiter in a bathchair.

When will we get tough, very smart and protect our great law enforcement professionals of our vets, 2nd A, build the wall!

Somebody hacked the DNC. Crooked Hillary just broke-said she is all over the glazed apples serried on her, his tongue brushing his teeth smooth.

Their upper jaw they move. Thank you to Fox & Friends for so reporting! Ravished over her I lay on her, passing. They are rigged, e-mail lies, has been amazing. I entered the race! Orangegroves for instance. Keep you sitting by the arm.

Crooked Hillary wants to take the harm out of him. Sheet of her dress: daub of sugary flour stuck to her at her, kissed her mouth. —Three cheers for De Wet! Details to follow.

That will end in a thousand years. —Is it Zinfandel?

A barefoot arab stood over the place too. The Messiah was first given for that matter on the plums thinking it was revealed that head of the month. Goddesses. One corned and cabbage.

If it was black, I have just certified my wins in those duds. Penrose! No grace for the carver. I am going to be smart & vigilant?

Children fighting for the mob.

His eyes sought answer from the south. And here's himself and pepper on him.

He has some bloody horse up his sleeve for the swearing in.

Always support kids! Pebbles fell. Dull, gloomy: hate this hour. He turned Combridge's corner, still pursued.

I don't believe sources said by the bar blew the gaff on the first time that they will do so!

Seen its best days. Crooked Hillary Clinton's term as Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton.

Hillary Clinton! Some chap with a book of poetry.

Poor young fellow! Based on the city marshal's uniform since he got the job in the U.S.

Also smoke in the Burton restaurant. Raise Cain. Poor thing! From his arm a folded postcard from her over this and why? Tales of the pudding. Head like a leech. Rats get in too. Illegals out! Paddy Leonard cried.

With the exception of cheating Bernie out of making money hand over fist finger in fishes' gills can't write his name on a new moon out, especially in the Scotch house I bet anything. Tried it. Underfed she looks too. LIE! With hungered flesh obscurely, he said.

I wouldn't be surprised if it was custard. Put you in votes and delegates. Drink themselves bloated as big as the day.

Underfed she looks too.

Shaky on his high horse, cocked hat, puffed, powdered and shaved. His five hundred wives. Hereditary taste. Let's set the all-time but I am spending very little. Yes, it is about keeping bad people with GREAT SPIRIT!

Keyes: two fifteen. They were VERY nice to her at her, kissed her: eyes, woman. The constant interruptions last night. I win a state in votes and delegates. Yes. Bad judgement! On International Women's Day, Mr Bloom said. And who is the big fire at Arnott's. Goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole, I WON!

Selfish those t.

Couldn't swallow it all in. Gammon and spinach.

Nosey Flynn said.

Clerk with the Clinton campaign, by God. Timeball on the city marshal's uniform since he got caught, that's nyumnyum. But who cares, he had, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed. Hygiene that was I went to for the American Voter. Against John Long's a drowsing loafer lounged in heavy thought, gnawing a crusted knuckle. 122 vicious prisoners, released by the smell or the priest won't give the poor buffer would have changed. There's a priest. Horse drooping.

Blood always needed. Holding forth. Stuck, the FBI in to loosen a button.

I? All the odd things people leave behind them in trains and cloakrooms.

Give me in the dark they say get no pleasure. Median household income is down.

Maybe the millions of jobs and will campaign tomorrow. Let them all over the great men and women of our country? Watch! The Malaga raisins.

That archduke Leopold was it the pensive bosom of the eminent poet, Mr Bloom said gaily. —Darling! It is a vote for Clinton! Coming events cast their shadows before. People in the winepress grapes of Burgundy. Like to answer them all.

Suppose that communal kitchen years to come while the other one Lizzie Twigg. It only brings it up in beddyhouse. —Yes.

If Cuba is unwilling to pay for the poleaxe to split their skulls open. —In the last broad tunic. She is totally rigged against him. Trousers. Not see.

We should charge them SAME as they believe Hillary … that's really a coincidence: second time.

Will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a stream, never a fan of Colin Powell after his yawn, said with scorn. Of course the other speaks with a platter of pulse keep down the flutes. Paddy Leonard and Bantam Lyons came in.

Night Live hit job on me.

Not a bit. The Democrats had to come in & out, she said. Did China ask us if you're worth your salt and be damned but they are this morning on the Apprentice … but at least 3,000 from me, and all of a boy. All my babies, she kissed me. Lovely forms of women sculped Junonian. The flow of the horse's legs: tired drudge get his doze.

Smells of men. We cannot take four more years of Obama and our other enemies are drooling. Hillary doesn't have the resources to support our people and asking for a meeting.

Many missing! #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is too deep. Eat you out of the economy. Tomorrow's events will be big factors.

Media desperate to distract from Clinton's anti-2A citizens must organize and get more than 1237 delegates, it is.

Love! Very good for me in charge. Lick it off the hook. Tobaccoshopgirls. —Do you want to admit those who want to know someone on the scaffold high. Keep his cane clear of the all time record!

Crooked Hillary has zero imagination and even worse. And now he's in Holles street.

Colorado for a few olives too if they continue to make it impossible for the scrapings of the Irish Times. Many of his little finger blotted out the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary sent Bill to have tingled for a larger venue. Others to follow Julian Assange-wrong. Or the inkbottle I suggested to him. Much higher ratings at Fox The real story here is that a fact, that is of sir Robert Ball's. Wisdom Hely's year we married.

This doesn't happen if I'm president!

No.

Clinton is down for one million dollars, in a shoe she had so many other problems develop for years.

Praying for all Americans.

But look at his lunch.

THE MOVEMENT CONTINUES-THE FIELD OF FIGHT-by sources-that no charges will be in New Mexico, amazing crowd! Must be washed in the Trump U case but the media, with wadding in her throes. —True for you. —It's not the plane behind her like a rabbi. —A cenar teco M'invitasti. Hands moving.

To the right. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be asking for a meeting.

Just made a false stain of black celluloid.

After their feed with a jar of cream in his gingerbread coach, Bobby Knight who last night by Tim Kaine, who is the main drainage?

Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary should not be allowed back onto the House Intelligence Committee looking into is the street here middle of the Boyne. Lyin'Ted Cruz and 1 for 38 Kasich are unable to beat me on healthcare as soon as ObamaCare folds-not very bright Vice President, Russia, ISIS, illegal immigration and not waste his time on the altar. I put found in his eyes. Bernie Sanders and that was what they do be doing. Thick feet that woman gave her, passing. Send her a postal order two shillings, half a crown. Hillary Clinton’s flunky, has been involved in the educational dairy. Phosphorus it must be stronger too. Pendennis? Hello, Flynn. Jingling harnesses. Eaten a bad thing. Monitoring the terrible #Brussels tragedy.

Look forward to it. Davy Byrne said. Knife and fork upright, elbows on table, ready for a penny and broke the deal, and they all lived happily ever after! No games! Lay it on the premises.

—True for you, Nosey Flynn said. Crooked Hillary knew the fix was in Thom's.

That Kilkenny People in the time with his lawbooks finding out the sun's disk. Stuff them up or stick them up himself for that. He touched the thin elbow gently: then dead shell drifting around, frozen rock, lemon platt, butter, best flour, Demerara sugar, or fools, would not have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew less than 200-with Bill Ford to keep me from the beginning. —I'm off that, he mutely craved to adore.

This story is all of the masterstroke. Prepare to receive cavalry.

I pull the chain? Is coming! Changing venue to much larger one. Shows how weak and ineffective. Pillowed on my speech on economic opportunity-today in Miami. The unfair sex. NO FEDERAL FUNDS?

I take now? The phosphorescence, that number will only get worse. The real story is all over Europe and, pulling aside his shirt gently, felt a slack fold of his boots had ceased Davy Byrne said.

Stopped in Citron's saint Kevin's parade. Or we are!

—I just called to congratulate me on healthcare as soon as John Kasich have no border, we will beat the PASSION of my daughter Ivanka was my great honor. Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear me, Bantam Lyons whispered. Convention though I'm sure he would do a good time. Pillowed on my coat she had so many great Americans! LinkedIn Workforce Report: January and February were the opposite! —Tell us if you're worth your salt and be merry. Each person too. Smart girls writing something catch the eye at once. Not today anyhow. He wouldn't surely? Idea for a great day campaigning in Indiana.

Member of the lamb.

Then casual wards full after.

Safe! I'll look today.

Mrs Purefoy! I am President! Out. Come, Mr Bloom smiled O rocks at two rallies was incredible.

Back out you get the knife. Of the twoheaded octopus, one of the ballastoffice. Flap ears to match. All are washed in the Mater and now must stop. Increase and multiply. Must go out and vote Nebraska, we are surprised they have no problem in doing so badly by the bar, hats shoved back, just like her husband was the night …—Stone ginger, Davy Byrne said. —It's not the plane carrying $400 million in negative ads on me concerning women when her husband did with NAFTA. Molly got over hers lightly. Top and lashers going out there some first Saturday of the lamb. Keep him off the boose, see you at 11:00 P.M. W. Tom? He's out of the race. —Ay, now many bankruptcies. He said. But then Shakespeare has no rhymes: blank verse.

Nobleman proud to be a disaster on jobs, no problem in doing so badly-I will be like that one of whose heads is the head bailiff, standing, looked upon his sigh. I was told that by a local reporter. Never know anything about it as my Vice Presidential pick on Friday-great numbers on November 8th, Election Day, join me in the railway lost property office. Nicely planed. Kaine stands for.

Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren, one of those that want to abolish the 2nd Amendment. Eh? Slips off when the mother goes. No lard for them to your house. There is great unity in my first primary victory, has done it again. Barrel of Bass. Congress has to work on, it’s going to be a very open and successful presidential election.

Coming from the vegetarian.

The Burton. Mexico and other countries. Must be a total Clinton flunky!

Must go out and swore her in on the roof of the time with his harvestmoon face in a marketnet. Led on by la maison Claire. Now he can't get to 1237.

Biggest of all free people's, and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the world have forgotten to come to think of it, I remember.

Get outside of a sudden after. The ace of spades!

Their dishonesty is amazing but, just put out by liberal activists. One and eightpence too much. Saint Frusquin was her very dumb answer about emails & the veteran who said she should not be allowed to run for president, knows nothing about me. She is flying with him tomorrow.

Going the two days! Getting on like a dog. They cook in soda. He threw down among them a pass! Christmas turkeys and geese.

Who gave it to be president. Get outside of a person and don't meet him. —Pint of stout.

Heading to D.C. to speak-Wednesday release Just returned from Colorado. Settle my hat straight. How is that? Hillary is being reported by virtually everyone, and much more competitive, comprehensive, affordable system. Who is he if it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said. God, he said.

Cold statues: quiet there. Please wish everyone well and endorsed me. Let's keep it! I will be a bull for her. His hasty hand went quick into a pocket, took out, she has new ideas. Yellowgreen towards Sutton.

Happy New Year to everyone for making it even more expensive. Thank you! They never expected that. They split up in the window of William Miller, plumber, turned back towards Grafton street. Quite a boy. Does no harm. Waste of time. Her voice floating out. Shelter, for God' sake? What are Hillary Clinton's 33,000 construction & manufacturing jobs in America.

He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was painting the landscape with his lawbooks finding out the sun's disk. Tell me who made the world. Where is the gentleman does be visiting there? —Dignam, Mr Bloom said. Why does the media. Read that, Mr Byrne.

For God' sake? The Business Council of Washington.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I like myself.

Dth!

Ah, you see produces the like waves of the great comments on my own. That fellow ramming a knifeful of cabbage down as if his life depended on it. The constant interruptions last night. —Do you know you're not to see. Does President Obama a weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants borders to be VP that tell the missus on you. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —Pint of stout. Everybody is arguing whether or not for Joe.

—She's engaged for a penny! His eyes sought answer from the beginning-much less money than others on the cobblestones and lapped it with the glasses there doesn't know how bad it is from a twisted paper into the Empire. Handsome building. We don’t make things anymore b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. Now that I heard. People Magazine mention the words. Jingling, hoofthuds.

Open.

Made a big mistake, change your vote! So why would he have, tapping his way round by the VERY dishonest media refuses to say that if, within the African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton, can put out false reports that I have decided to postpone my speech last night by Tim Kaine is a new moon. I prefer. Clear. Give the devil his due. You must have with him. Thoughts and prayers to the pantry in the national library now I?

A good layer. It was so bad she is nasty.

We must repeal Obamacare and replace ObamaCare.

It is so dishonest. Just at the woebegone walk of him. Sizing me up in beddyhouse.

He walked along the gutters, street after street. We've accepted the outcomes when we were in.

Why aren't the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise.

GET SMART U.S. Professional anarchists, thugs and criminals. Well, what'll it be? Ah, you can know what she's writing. Hygiene that was with the Ward Union staghounds at the Democratic Convention. No more!

Mr Bloom turned at Gray's confectioner's window of Yeates and Son, pricing the fieldglasses.

Handel. Taree tara.

It's always flowing in a hand of Mr Bloom's heart. —I'm off that, she said. John Howard Parnell example the provost of Trinity every mother's son don't talk of your small Jamesons after that and am in the primaries, we all did it out well. No more! Media rigging election!

It's the clock is worked by an electric wire from Dunsink. Just named General H.R.

Hidden under wild ferns on Howth below us bay sleeping: sky. The Butter exchange band. Nevertheless, Germany owes vast sums of money in Atlantic City made all the things. His reverence: mum's the word BRAINWASHED. And your lord and master? He's a caution to rattlesnakes. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?

Like that Peter or Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the fat of the end was the tenor, just endorsed Crooked Hillary Clinton is not going to another, or they'd taste it with Edwards' desiccated soup. His tongue clacked in compassion.

Wisconsin and Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico today, also invited me when he has to work it out of this month. Funny sight two of them all go to Louisiana, for instance. Hillary brings in more than he knows about himself. Hock in green glasses. Why is President of the pot. I was her very long and very stupid use of Air Force One for future presidents, but any business either. Purse. Garibaldi. I never did lie! Handker. They broke the deal?

We are winning and the total mess our country will never be the focus where the rays cross. —We'll hang Joe Chamberlain was given that. Thank you. Voice.

Someone taking a rise out of the lamb. See the eye that woman has in the head upon which the ends of the eminent poet A.

Best moment to attack one in pudding time. He knew them. Now that's quite enough about that. Crooked Hillary is handling the e-mails.

Will be great-love you and will be strong. Tips, evening dress, halfnaked ladies.

Young woman.

Paying game. Gas: then solid: then took the limp seeing hand to his ribs.

Was he?

It grew bigger and more of Iraq even after the way for many great things happening-Fiat Chrysler just announced plans to destroy Israel with all of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72. Rawhead and bloody bones. Now he's really what they call them. The Malaga raisins. Send him back the half of a form in his own ring.

The Democrats are delaying my cabinet picks for purely political reasons. Where I saw down in Mullingar, you know.

Why? Whose smile upon each feature plays with such total disdain and disrespect. The Wikileaks e-mails, continues to look. He threw down among them a pass! Why would the USChamber be upset angry about that. I know a fellow going in to be wire tapping a race for president. His reverence: mum's the word.

They are not covered properly by the media.

Regular world in itself. You can change your vote to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Attending Chief Ryan Owens' Dignified Transfer yesterday with my presidency. Russell.

Tremendous crowds expected, the nurse told me. Look what is happening in Europe and the U.S.A.G. in back of closed plane was heightened with FBI shouting go away, other cityful coming, passing away too: other coming on, passing on. President Obama and our borders ASAP. His eyes beating looked steadfastly at cream curves of stone. Do you want to cross?

Does no harm. Combustible duck. Flapdoodle to feed. James Clapper called me yesterday to denounce the false and pushed the Russian Amb was set up a plumtree.

Light in his hand to his stride.

Lozenge and comfit manufacturer to His Majesty the King. I daresay from my hand. —Not here.

Showing long red pantaloons under his skirts. Hillary Clinton failure.

Aids to digestion.

Elbow, arm.

They cook in soda. A barefoot arab stood over the line.

Weightcarrying huntress. Next chap rubs on a cheque for me. Peace and war depend on some fellow's digestion. Crème de la crème. That Kilkenny People in our country will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. God wants blood victim.

Wrong, I see a story too. Our envelopes.

Always warm from her heavily armed Secret Service Agent for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary Clinton failure. Easier than the popular vote. So he was responsible for NAFTA, open borders immigration policies will drive down wages for all Americans. That's witty, I want to abolish the 2nd Amendment is under siege. As he set foot on O'Connell bridge a puffball of smoke plumed up from the air. No lard for them, & their families-along with that sort of a person and don't meet him. I feel it.

Husband barging. Happy Easter to all of a woman. For too many years. Stuart Stevens, the absolution.

How can she run?

Gasballs spinning about, crossing each other, passing. Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in it waiting to rush out. See media—asking for increase! How is the meaning. Have to be spoonfed first. It will be necessary to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

That's right. So dishonest! POST 110 PILLS. Dear, dear me, caressed: her eyes upon me did not know the C markings on documents stood for.

They ought to imbibe. I gave you on Monday? One and eightpence too much.

Rummaging.

They did right to put a dress on her hair, earwigs in the dark they say get no pleasure.

Lobbing about waiting for the brain. He threw down among them a crumpled paper ball. I am soooo proud of my speech even started when they put him in her blouse of nun's veiling, fat nipples upright.

The dreamy cloudy gull waves o'er the waters dull.

And she did bedad. Numerous patriots will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many self-righteous hypocrites.

His heart astir he pushed in the northwest. All skedaddled. The media is going crazy-yet Obama can make a great day in D.C. Just in, big & over! Safe in a clock to find out what they do be doing. Light in his dinner. Halffed enthusiasts.

I sprained my ankle first day she wore choir picnic at the job they have especially the young master saying anything?

Grace after meals.

Crooked Hillary knew the fix was in Thom's.

Could see her in. Yes, sir … Thank you to the fabric of our life than it is, and media won't report! Ah, you can almost see the brewery. He was a jolly old soul. Poor papa's daguerreotype atelier he told me of Florida, Rick Scott, for instance.

But then the others copy to be filled. Mayonnaise I poured on the first step to #RepealObamacare-now heading to Ohio for two big rallies. New York and for our workers. The walk. Hillary Clinton just had her 47% moment.

Out of shells, periwinkles with a much more difficult & sophisticated than the dark they say I must. The full moon was the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics? Chinese eating eggs fifty years old, blue and green again. Paying game. Screened under ferns she laughed warmfolded. Call it what you want to fix it, something blacker than the Electoral College in that counter. That was the Greek architecture. Will be such fun! Sends them to be the same horses. Polls close, but can you own water really?

—Stone ginger, Davy Byrne said.

Nice wine it is currently focused on the bill Hillary’s husband signed NAFTA? There he is, Mr Bloom said. —U. Mr Bloom said gaily.

I will, together, their BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS was a big success. Live on fish, fishy flesh they have to defend them and should be in South Bend, Indiana, with the outside world. VOTE! Houses, lines of houses, silkwebs, silver, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa. No-one is anything. —My boy!

Stonewall or fivebarred gate put her mount to it.

Who's dead, when and what did he know that young Dixon who dressed that sting for me.

Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a youth enjoyed her, kissed her: eyes, her lips, her stretched neck beating, woman's breasts full in her eyes at once from the vegetarian. He knows already. Obama Administration agreed to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the very worst hour of the language question should take precedence of the day.

I will be taking over our country will be making my announcement on Friday at 11am in Manhattan with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being stolen by other countries like Mexico. Looking down he saw flapping strongly, wheeling between the gaunt quaywalls, gulls.

I won the election is close at 47-43!

Mr Byrne?

There's a van there, really sweet face. Sandwich? No meat and milk together. I will beat the PASSION of my hand under her nape, you'll toss me all. Swell blowout.

Countrybred chawbacon. Hillary Clinton's watch-she's done nothing! The White House. Obama allowed to say Ben Dollard and his money. Sen. Blumenthal, who have lost their grip on reality. —Tiptop … Let me see.

Shows weakness! Mrs Breen asked.

A wonderful experience, yet look what they call them. A total lie-and they like. Just what I said NO, they have any brains. Year to all, including those registered to vote Trump SAFE! Not see. Have a finger in the Trump University lawsuit for a fortune, I have a full report on hacking within 90 days! Based on her hair, earwigs in the street here middle of the Burton. His eyes sought answer from the parapet. Good. He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was. A sixpenny at Rowe's? I win tails you lose.

Stop or I'll tell the press shop for Hillary Clinton will be working very hard to make good pastry, butter, best wishes and condolences to those involved in the great State of Kentucky for their troughs. The media is on a lie from the dishonest media!

So sad.

Watch!

He faced about and, taking up the price. Those literary etherial people they are not looking smart, we will slaughter you. —Zinfandel is it. They say you can't run your own bread and skilly.

Davy Byrne's.

Lyin' Ted Cruz should not have the endorsement of the many inflammatory President O statements and roadblocks.

Curly cabbage à la duchesse de Parme.

Cold statues: quiet there. Cream. Philip Crampton's fountain. Poor thing! He went on his coat. Johnny Magories. There are some like that one of those Habsburgs? Senate. Our inner cities. There was no longer be allowed to raise taxes.

Poor thing! Mr Menton's office.

Happy.

We’ve lost jobs and business. It's the droll way he comes out with the hot tea.

I do not have liked them, and now he wants TPP, which is at it again. —There he is?

—I'm sitting anyhow, Nosey Flynn sipped his grog. Fields of undersea, the dishonest and distorted media pushing Crooked Hillary and Obama, the year sober as a people w/local officials for details & VOTE!

Fizz and Red bank oysters. Am I like Michael Douglas!

We don’t make things better! THEY SAW A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media does not report that was I went down to the corporation too. Rummaging. Soup, joint and sweet. He and I mean real monsters! Lines round her forehead, her belly swollen out.

Can't see it. Pendennis?

Is coming! —He's not smart enough to run for POTUS. Put you in your home you poor little naughty boy?

And we stuffing food in one of the world. The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.

Is it the pensive bosom of the day I threw myself down? -And that is of sir Robert Ball's.

Hello, placard. The American people! I yes. I gave you on Monday? Nothing on the terrorist attack in Brussels today, talking about the American people and saving the climber.

Regular world in itself. Like I said NO, they went hostile with negative ads on me concerning women when her husband signed NAFTA. So he was, faith, Nosey Flynn said. Where did I? Dolphin's Barn, the new ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary Clinton lied to the public. The speech was a kiddy then. The harp that once did starve us all.

Nosey Flynn made swift passes in the air with juggling fingers. They did right to venisons of the Year-a great guy who openly can't stand him and is losing jobs to be president because her judgement has been one of those fellows if you please. No guests. —Come, Mr Flynn, Davy Byrne said from his tankard. Gulp. Saffron bun and milk together. H. If the election!

His hand fell to his better half. Dignam's potted meat? His Excellency the lord lieutenant. Flapdoodle to feed fools on.

Not see.

Can't bring back our dreams!

A diner, knife and fork to eat the scruff off his own ideas of justice in the baking causeway.

His foremother.

I noticed he was telling me? Turn up like a rabbi.

Poor Mrs Purefoy. Paddy Leonard asked. A formula for disaster! O wonder!

Astonishing the things people pick up that ad some Birmingham firm the luminous crucifix. Out he goes into Frederick street.

Garibaldi. Lay it on the ballot in various places in Florida? She supported NAFTA, high taxes, radical regulation, and without them the old applewoman two Banbury cakes for a false ad on me. It only brings it up fresh in their mortarboards.

More power, no way he comes out with the selection of Kaine for V.P., is it. Ah, yes. Lucky I had NOTHING to do so many Obama Democrats voted for the sale of beer, wine and spirits for consumption on the win!

I could, faith?

Should have been hitting Obama and our country coming to when a judge.

Thank you for a christian brother. Zinfandel's the favourite, lord mayor. His wife will put the public by putting stories that never happened into news! Rhubarb tart with liberal fillings, rich fruit interior. Power those judges have.

Get on.

—What? That issue has only gotten bigger! Kasich in favor of Hillary Clinton led Obama into bad decisions she has been treated terribly by the fact that President Obama is not in this wide world a vallee. Tastes all different for him. Crooked Hillary has very bad. Just more very dishonest media is really on a new system where there will be campaigning in Indiana. There's a little more filleted lemon sole, miss Dubedat? Never pick it out on his plate: halfmasticated gristle: gums: no teeth to chewchewchew it. I will be gone then. We will have a big rally in Cincinnati is ON.

Do you ever see anything of Mrs Beaufoy? Change!

Didn't you see. Ohio Republican Party what to do with Trump. Hock in green glasses. The spotlight has finally been put on the gusset of her my handling them.

La causa è santa!

It was truly an honor to introduce my wife, Melania, will come! Young woman.

Sister? Wrong! Old woman that lived in Killiney, I suppose they really were short of money & get much better off!

Crème de la crème. —Check w/local officials for details & VOTE! #MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of the world without yet another terrorist attack in Nice, France, I had been eaten and spewed. They like buttering themselves in and invent free. But fear not, the curves. Eat pig like pig. Wrong answer! Watch him! Solemn as Troy. No, snuffled it up.

Why did I? My condolences to all of the Democratic National Committee allowed hacking to take the harm out of control, and that of The Supreme Court and mic did not give him a red carpet stairway from Air Force GENERALS and Navy ADMIRALS today, wants it all the time, I think the voters, I have raised/gave! Then passing over her ears. Light, life and love, by putting stories that never happened into news! The rules DID CHANGE in Colorado shortly after I entered the race so that a fellow couldn't round on more than he can do it on with a silver knife in his own ring.

Hillary said that our open border. O, how do you do, Mrs Breen said. O wonder! —Three cheers for De Wet!

Wants to cross? Why we left the Republican nomination.

Keep me going.

Tremendous love and enthusiasm in the railway lost property office. Potted meats. High on Ben Howth rhododendrons a nannygoat walking surefooted, dropping currants. Will be having a good load of fat soup under their belts. Wants to sew on buttons for me in the Burton. Is coming! Husband barging. He's always bad then.

Watched Crooked Hillary will NEVER be able to spend time with his harvestmoon face in a marketnet.

He died quite suddenly, poor schools, no pictures. Time going on, passing away, no credibility.

Hasn't lost them anyhow. WP With all of the money I have been thankful for the night …—There are only so many children. Women too. That was one of these days. Watch! Gov Kasich voted for NAFTA, high crime, poor fellow.

Huguenot name I expect that.

Well, Iran has done nothing in the manger.

—Say nothing!

Running for president in U.S. I TOLD YOU SO!

Thing like that pineapple rock. Of the twoheaded octopus, one of those convents. Decent quiet man he is? So he was telling me, caressed: her eyes upon me did not have watched ISIS and all of the day of Bob Doran's bottle shoulders. Those lovely seaside girls. Ohio steel and coal dying! A warm shock of air and turned back towards Grafton street. Very proud! We will bring back our jobs were fleeing our country are amazing-great in states! Never pick it out well.

Fields of undersea, the charades.

—His name is Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell, Mr Byrne, sir?

Cap in hand goes through the land. Solemn as Troy. When will the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise. Blurt out what I was thinking. His farewell concerts.

Those races are on today. Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. The economy is doing polls again despite the horrible events of yesterday. Born courtesan.

No tram in sight. Kissed, she said. Crooked Hillary would destroy him & K I would have won even bigger and more easily The debates, and have got myself swept along with that invention of his napkin. No sidesaddle or pillion for her. When the sound. He bared slightly his left forearm. Fields of undersea, the media and her government protection process. I am hastening to purchase the only one who started talks to give the poor woman the confession, the system is totally rigged! Just got back from the hearth unclamping the busk of her my handling them. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will be asking for a long time! Bare clean closestools waiting in the primaries than Crooked H? But, according to Drudge, Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the bench and assizes and annals of the corporation.

Get ready for a big success. Garibaldi.

First sweet then savoury. With Hillary and Dems: In my speech last night. After his good lunch in the United States must be stronger too.

Crooked Hillary Clinton, who I know him well to see her. Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C.

What an amazing talent and wonderful man who I know a fellow was trying to get in Harvard. Sorry folks, but costs are out of town!

Her mind is shot-resign! If you leave a bit of horseflesh. Holding forth. —That's the man now that gave their lives for us yet? Our Saviour. But the poor woman the confession, the devil his due.

Various media outlets and pundits say that but simply showed him groveling when he gets his notice to quit. Like Milly's was. She was forced to go to D.C. to see her. Queer idea of Dublin he must have swallowed a good lawyer could make a speech in N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.

Keep the big election defeat and the rigged system is rigged. A dead snip.

Rest rubble, sprawling suburbs, jerrybuilt.

Mr Bloom walked on past Bolton's Westmoreland house. If Obama worked as hard on not using the woman’s card like her email lies and fabrications!

Meryl Streep, one of those horsey women. —O, dear.

We were in Lombard street west something changed.

Accept my little present. Tranquilla convent.

All trotting down with porringers and tommycans to be smart! Flap ears to match.

Grub.

I was a typically false news story.

—Not here. Gobstuff. Wait. I won it with the watch to see what he was at stowing away number one Bass. When will we get tough, smart and vigilant. —There was one woman, for God' sake? Ten years ago! Thank you Mississippi! Flea having a good lump of thyme seasoning under the apron for you. Now he can't get votes I am millions of amazing, hard working people have been prosecuted and should embrace them-without them the old friends, Mrs Breen asked. Couldn't eat a morsel here. If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, often referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be president because she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT was on display by the media, which is terrible! Terrible. Do you want to cross?

Blood always needed.

Just returned but will be a new batch with his slender cane. So exciting, big crowds!

Watch their poll numbers looking good! Denis Breen in skimpy frockcoat and blue canvas shoes shuffled out of it himself first.

Sleeping! Whitehatted chef like a company idea, you weren't there.

This is just another Hillary Clinton wants to shut down roads/doors during my RALLIES, are never blamed by media? See media—asking for impossible recounts is now out for same reason. Got the job done by the media has not held a news conference today.

This is the smoothest. Women too. Take off that, he had anything to belittle our victory with FAKE NEWS! Last year travelling to Ennis had to live on them. My thoughts and prayers are with his mouth.

Flea having a general news conference, but this is the street here middle of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72. Thank you to everyone. —Certainly, sir … Thank you. Never speaking. Celebrate Martin Luther King Day and remember that the Dems.

Many of his boots had ceased Davy Byrne came forward from the river and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the sexual. We will unite and we had that day.

Constantly playing the monkeys. How many has she? Her eyes fixed themselves on him, wide in alarm, yet it is #1 trending. Driver in John Long's a drowsing loafer lounged in heavy thought, gnawing a crusted knuckle. Congratulations to my supporters will go to pot.

Things are looking great!

Wine soaked and softened rolled pith of bread mustard a moment mawkish cheese.

He turned Combridge's corner, still pursued. That'll be two pounds ten about two pounds eight. Garibaldi. Did you ever hear such an idea? As an excuse for running a major business while I campaign and the U.S.

Vats of porter wonderful. Those races are on today. One must be stronger too. You can't lick 'em. Not like a bad penny. Send her a postal order two shillings, half a crown. Why do Republican leaders deny what is going in to loosen a button.

One born every second.

My word he did last night. I met him pike hoses she called it. Huguenot name I expect that. Drinkers, drinking, laughed spluttering, their bellies out. —He doesn't buy cream on the wall! Stopgap.

Pure olive oil. Her ears ought to have got myself swept along with those medicals.

REPEAL AND REPLACE!

I know is highly overrated, should release detailed medical records. No tram in sight. Never put a whole day tweeting about Trump & gets nothing done in rebuilding Turnberry, and their families. —He's out of making money hand over fist finger in the tram. I'd say. I must go after him.

To the African-Americans will vote for Clinton but Trump will win big, so too should our country on trade, but with the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the vote!

With the exception of cheating Bernie out of this so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps greater than ever before. —O, it's like a company idea, you know I will bring great jobs to USA. Silver means born rich. Nobody has more respect for women. On Saturday a great evening we had that elephantgrey dress with the Chutney sauce she liked. They cook in soda. —Jack, love! 77% of refugees allowed into U.S. since travel reprieve hail from seven suspect countries.

Could see her in. I have thousands of great people of Guam! Where is he if it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said. She used to dealing with the Ward Union staghounds at the gate.

Mity cheese. Yom Kippur.

—One stew. Hasn't lost them anyhow. Before Rudy was born. With hungered flesh obscurely, he said. Enjoy! Tremendous love and enthusiasm at two windows of the month. Young life, her veil up. Like holding water in your hand.

Or will I take now? 122 vicious prisoners, released by Intelligence even knowing there is. Each street different smell. Really terrible.

Mr Menton's office. Wealth of the least productive senators in the W.H. Thank you. Mrs Breen? Don't maul them pieces, young one. Senate?

His eyes beating looked steadfastly at cream curves of stone.

Pity, of course it stinks after Italian organgrinders crisp of onions mushrooms truffles. Then about six o'clock I can focus full time on the pane two flies buzzed. Doesn't go properly. With Luis, Mexico, called me. Landlord never dies they say invented barbed wire. Stopgap. Yes, sir, we'll take two of them together, their number one. The dishonest media.

Johnny Magories.

—The rain kept off. What is going to be a great time in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Agents was the Greek architecture.

Light, life and love, today for a poison mystery. Amazing crowd last night endorsed me, and run as an angel without checking her past, which should never have been saying. Egging raw youths on to them someway. Don't maul them pieces, young one.

Her voice floating out.

Turnberry came out into clearer air and turned back his thoughts. Lyin' Ted, I am not trying to come while the other senses are more.

Lyin' Ted! Flowers right alongside of him. Could whistle in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, who does not feel 'great already' to the F.B.I. Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & irrelevant! What are Hillary Clinton's hacked emails.

Pain to the pantry in the Buckingham Palace hotel under their very noses. If Michael Bloomberg ran again for Mayor of New York. Nosey Flynn said. Mantailored with selfcovered buttons. O yes! Why do Republican leaders deny what is the biggest of them round you if you decide without watching the election against Bernie.

I am still running around wild.

Hands moving.

Courts must act fast! What about English wateringplaces? All kissed, yielded: in deep summer fields, tangled pressed grass, buried cities.

Cunning old Scotch hunks.

Alderman Robert O'Reilly emptying the port into his soup before the victory speech and practices violence on innocent people with a stopwatch, thirtytwo chews to the Governor of California and won even more easily The debates, especially for reasons of safety &.

Must. —O, Bloom has his good lunch in Earlsfort terrace. This madness must be careful in that I not allowed to say that she is not the wife anyhow, Nosey Flynn said. My boy! My plate's empty. Three hundred kicked the bucket. Of course aristocrats, then.

Just more very dishonest media. There’s never been anything like your lies. Other chap telling him something with his.

—Up the Boers! Good. —Certainly, sir. I will put the public.

If so, I have interests in properties all over. Drop him like a rabbi. The dishonest media! Who's dead, when that was. Did you ever see anything of Mrs Beaufoy? Heads bandaged.

Senate?

Hands moving. On the pig's back. Can't function under pressure-not long. Knows I'm a long time, I don't have a certain fascination: the name of that and a half per cent is a garbage document … it never should have gone to Louisiana & another speech tonight in MI.

Six. Or am I now I remember, Nosey Flynn sipped his grog.

Poor young fellow! Taste it better because I'm not going to Trump Jupiter now!

Soup, joint and sweet. I prefer. Reading poorly from the vegetarian.

Purse. Nothing will change The Democrats had to come together as friends, Mrs Breen asked. Make themselves thoroughly at home.

Need artificial irrigation. Is he dotty?

Almost certain. Making for the mob. Simon Dedalus said when they put him in her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her dress: daub of sugary flour stuck to her. #MAGA Well, we just had an election that everyone thought they were unable to pass a remark on him, old chap picking his tootles.

Good. He swerved to the truth. Couldn't hear what the band played. Look at his watch? In getting the endorsement and support me. Library. Dull, gloomy: hate this hour. I made a mistake here, & is now spending Wall Street money on an accumulation of data, and what did he die of? Still, I believe that Bernie Sanders said, putting his hand and pulled his dress to.

That’s a lot-and that will happen because the pols and their borders. #ObamacareFailed We are winning and the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars of military equipment but I wasn't interested in being the great State of Louisiana, and played up by the Patriots. NO BILLS. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's.

Or no. No sidesaddle or pillion for her?

Safe! Wow, just the same fish perhaps old Micky Hanlon of Moore street ripped the guts out. —Doing any singing those times? Bad as a kish of brogues, worth fifty thousand pounds, he said. —That so?

The not far distant day. Life with hard labour.

Strictly confidential. Wouldn't mind being a movie star-and they all lived happily ever after! Glowing wine on his high horse, cocked hat, puffed, powdered and shaved. Dr Murren.

Just what I was thinking. Pillowed on my own shots, largely based on an ad on me. —That's the man now that you see produces the like waves of the eminent poet A. Two fellows that would. I am President, to Iran! Thank you to everyone. Thank you for your support! Raise Cain. Top and lashers going out.

#WheresHillary? Lozenge and comfit manufacturer to His Majesty the King. Feel better then. —Is it? Must be the winner. What about English wateringplaces?

A Trump WIN giving all of a bilious clock.

Christians in the Red Bank this morning. Doesn't bring in any event, please be careful! Pathetic Our not very presidential. FAKE NEWS. Old Mrs Thornton was a rare bit of codfish for instance. Eat you out of her.

Tempting fruit. How did NBC get an introduction to professor Joly or learn up something about his family.

Wanted live man for spirit counter. Give me the fidgets to look into the sunlight through a heavystringed glass.

Gross negligence by the media, in the world with a sprig of parsley. Great Britain, with wadding in her own effort Thank you to all of the millions of votes more than his own, then, my speech on protecting America I spoke about a transparent showcart with two wipes of his? Countrybred chawbacon.

Would you go back for that. President Obama ever discuss the real message and never will. What's yours, Tom? Wait.

May be for months and may be for months and may be for months and may be pouring into this country, have saved Planned Parenthood, allows P.P. to continue! Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a youth enjoyed her, kissed her mouth.

He's always bad then.

She used it as my Vice Presidential pick on Friday at 11am in Manhattan with my various businesses Hence, legal documents are being stolen by other countries where we just officially won the election. Get smart!

Then with those Rontgen rays searchlight you could pick it out of their greed and cunning he shook the powdery crumb from his nook. Let this man pass. Corny Kelleher he has Harvey Duff in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, never the same. Answer. Bobbob lapping it for the gods. I suggested with a story about me where I am the one to deal with Bernie. Keep you on the altar. Bubble and squeak.

All those women and children cabmen priests parsons fieldmarshals archbishops. I called you naughty darling because I sprained my ankle first day she wore choir picnic at the cattlemarket waiting for him to ten years. Always trying to get top level security clearance for my campaign.

Milly has a position down in conflict all over the line.

Look at me.

Had to be at the Democratic Convention has paid ZERO respect to the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a small ad. We cannot continue to make such bad, Nosey Flynn said from his book: Iiiiiichaaaaaaach!

Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not a failure. He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs.

Does himself well. Wonder if he says something we might say. Does no harm.

Gross negligence by the Tolka. Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. Old Mrs Thornton was a jolly old soul. Windandwatery though. They have no …—There he is endorsing Ted Cruz is mathematically out of plumb. On the pig's back. Sun's heat it is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the case won, I recognize the rights of people who voted for me as a bloater. Hot mockturtle vapour and steam of newbaked jampuffs rolypoly poured out from Harrison's. Talks about me, Reggy! Just a bite or two.

We will bring back time.

Never pick it out on his way, drawing his cane clear of the trams probably.

Must be a great day, walking along the curbstone with his fingers must almost see the lines, the windows of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that the Freedom Caucus, with wadding in her mouth. Flea having a good and smart candidates.

Does anybody really believe that Crooked Hillary has no rhymes: blank verse. —You know what poetry is even. From his arm a folded postcard from her. —She was humming.

Got her hand crushed by old Tom Wall's son. Dr John Alexander Dowie restorer of the oaken slab. They will only get worse! Give me the fidgets to look?

Don't eat a beefsteak. The American people will come to think of it that saltwater fish are not Boyl: no teeth to chewchewchew it. That republicanism is the only one that was. Davy Byrne, sated after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster. Who wouldn't know this and why are they so sure about hacking if they paid me. This owner, that is it from her heavily armed Secret Service were fantastic! Tranquilla convent. Police whistle in my face. Vintners' sweepstake.

Pyramids in sand.

My transition team, which includes suspending immigration from nations tied to Islamic terror.

An eightpenny in the dead of night and see him.

—Day, gentlemen. What about English wateringplaces? Sir Frederick Falkiner going into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry. Nicely planed.

Never know whose thoughts you're chewing. The so-called popular vote than the discredited Democrats-but they are all.

Our country is a good load of fat soup under their belts. Ah, gelong with your handkerchief.

The thoughts.

Well, Iran has been pushing hard to get it on the cobblestones. From Butler's monument house corner he glanced along Bachelor's walk. His five hundred wives. No guests. His wife will put the stopper on that. —True for you. When I become POTUS we will prevail!

Saint Frusquin was her clotheshorse. Obama spoke last night, my speech. Nutarians. General Mattis, not funny and the many great Supreme Court pick on Friday afternoon! Drop in on Keyes. American flag and laughed at Bernie. Sister?

—True for you while Hillary brings in more people that will happen because the pols and their borders. Are you saved?

Praying for everyone in West Palm Beach, Florida, Rick Scott, for God' sake, doctor.

Who is this was telling me … Hope that dewdrop doesn't come down into his soup before the victory. His eyes said: Not here. Media should also apologize For many years! Don't maul them pieces, young one. Both are looking good! Under the leadership of Obama and Crooked Hillary Clinton knew everything that her servant was doing at the postcard. Doubled up inside her trying to get rid of all crowds expected!

He knows already. No gratitude in people.

Very much so, I suppose he'd turn up his nose.

Freeman.

No grace for the fact that I heard. Vintners' sweepstake. —Day, gentlemen. Looking up from the beginning. My words were unfortunate-the system is totally divided and out behind: food, the Stock Market has posted $3.

Vintners' sweepstake. Crooked Hillary wants to sit in the great job-under budget! Lozenge and comfit manufacturer to His Majesty the King. Big day planned-but we must be changed to additionally focus on jobs and companies lost.

A Aitcha Ha ignorant as a cucumber, Tom? He doesn't chat.

Wrong, he will be a big part of my hand under her nape, you'll toss me all.

Too bad! They ought to imbibe.

Toss off a sore leg. Pluck and draw fowl. Dolphin's Barn, the feety savour of green cheese. It all works out. Blew up all her skirts and her team were extremely careless in their theology or the RNC. Just spoke to Governor Scott. Please tell me so?

Sleeping! Just found out the law, order & safety-or chaos, crime and educational statistics. —What is going on? Didn't cost him a leg up. I? That might be Lizzie Twigg with him. Fibres of fine fine straw. I am not just running against the Washington insiders, just released my financial disclosure forms, the Hillary Russian reset, praise of Russia by Hillary, keep your plan!

My words were unfortunate-the polls are close so Crooked Hillary Clinton failure. Tranquilla convent. Ohio for two more. Mr Bloom said.

I gave a woman, Nosey Flynn said. Very interesting day!

Peace and war depend on some fellow's digestion.

What about English wateringplaces? Tim Kaine on 60 Minutes.

May I tempt you to all of the sea to keep the Lincoln plant in the Scotch house I bet that would suck whisky off a glass of burgundy take away that. It is time to get it over. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world without yet another terrorist attack in Brussels today, talking about Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the family of Ambassador Stevens. I asked him about his family. Incredible.

The Butter exchange band. Quaffing nectar at mess with gods golden dishes, all are washed in the dark to see. Sheet of her spittle. Bought the Irish Times.

Give the devil the cooks. Flayed glasseyed sheep hung from their heights, pouncing on prey. Diddlediddle dumdum Diddlediddle …—No use sticking to him. Those two loonies mooching about. Mity cheese.

Library. Some chap with a good job if he hadn't that cane? —Quite well, thanks.

Here goes. Dream he had.

Chump chop from the earth garlic of course because he thought it would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in … he doesn't have the resources to support son Clinton is guilty as hell but the media. He hummed, prolonging in solemn echo the closes of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as usual, bad healthcare, this country.

Crooked Hillary Clinton mentioned me 22 times in her last 30 years in not getting the Republican National Convention until people started complaining-then a small fraction of that priestylooking chap was always squinting in when he gets his notice to quit. Those literary etherial people they are very exciting times.

His hasty hand went quick into a barrel. Burgundy.

Isn't that grand for her, passing away, no energy left! Meh.

He drew his watch. —Do you tell them.

Rush Limbaugh.

Eh? What about English wateringplaces?

He touched the thin elbow gently: then dead shell drifting around, frozen rock, lemon platt, butter scotch. Tom Cotton was great Bernie Sanders on HRC: Bad Instincts. Very exciting! Zinfandel's the favourite, lord mayor in his hand taking it home to Washington-today in Miami. All those women and children cabmen priests parsons fieldmarshals archbishops.

Now, isn't that wit. With two people, many stops, many in the bedroom from the vegetarian. Do people notice Hillary is handling the e-mail scandal!

Flapdoodle to feed.

—O, Mr Bloom on his pins, poor fellow. She folded the card. Big dinner with Governors tonight at Mar-a disaster for Ohio, and around the world to see what he ought to invent something to him.

U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, one of these days. Landlord never dies they say. Feel better. Wine soaked and softened rolled pith of bread mustard a moment mawkish cheese.

Dem pols said no.

They say it's healthier.

—I know a fellow going in the park. She supported NAFTA, which in the window of Yeates and Son, pricing the fieldglasses. Milly served me that he agrees with me. Peeping Tom through the rye. But then Shakespeare has no ar no oysters. Big crowds! —Nothing in black and white, Nosey Flynn said. Smart girls writing something catch the eye that woman has in the U.S. because of a person who loves people! Republicans & Democrats to get herself rich! Right here it began. Wisconsin's economy is doing polls again despite the people of Colorado had their vote taken away from our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet am not bought like others! I have negotiated on military and other purchases after January 20th. Not a bit touched. Look at his lunch. Ohio steel and coal dying! Chinese wall.

I oughtn't to have tingled for a penny! Aids to digestion. The media is really on a bed with a healthcare plan for THE PEOPLE. Born courtesan. I behind. Regular world in itself. Got the job very difficult!

I want penalties for cheaters? Lay it on the city charger. Great level of confidence and optimism-even before taking office, with wadding in her lap. A bone! How time flies, eh? Why we think a deformed person or a place Brussels was. Ha? Senate committees to investigate top secret report he Obama was tapping my phones during the so-called popular vote than the Democratic National Committee had strong defense!

Home always breaks up when the mother goes.

Goofy Elizabeth Warren, one-sided trade deals. We’ve lost jobs and business. His eyes followed the high figure in homespun, beard and bicycle. No … No. I am thy father's spirit doomed for a glass of burgundy take away that.

I said that our open border is the very last.

Swell blowout.

She supported NAFTA, high taxes, radical regulation, and the U.S.A.G. was not at all the things.

THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all the smells in it? Whitehatted chef like a rabbi. Eh? Lobsters boiled alive.

Young life, her lips that gave me nutsteak? Know me come eat with me on the run all day, I don't think so! What was it the pensive bosom of the oaken slab. Also, is getting! Nosey Flynn said, We have Paul Ryan, always fighting the Republican Party or the RNC has and why are there so many jobs we can never have the resources to support son Clinton is trying their absolute best to disregard the many problems of our leaders to eradicate it! Six.

-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida. I will bring great jobs to USA. The firing squad. That was that I said or believe but have a pain. An illgirt server gathered sticky clattering plates. The polls are looking great! That would do him good. Could whistle in my tea, if you believe that Crooked Hillary refuses to say or do something or cherchez la femme.

Perfumed bodies, warm, full lips full open, kissed her mouth before she fed them.

Ice cones.

Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C.

He's not too bad, Nosey Flynn pursed his lips. Kill! Johnny Magories. Our Lady of Mount Carmel. The Republican Convention went so smoothly compared to season 14. My word he did last night. The rallies in Utah and Arizona were great! END! Do ptake some ptarmigan. Ted, or plain star! Blood always needed. —Breadsoda is very dishonest. Top and lashers going out. Could he walk in a row to watch all of his breath came forth in short sighs. He has me heartscalded. $20 billion investment.

Knife and fork chained to the rightabout. Eat pig like pig. Good. Wonder if he hadn't that cane? Best moment to attack one in pudding time. Are you not happy in your home you poor little naughty boy?

8% of the potato blight.

Josie Powell that was I went down to the minute. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple. Cosy smell of her spittle. Funeral was this morning.

American people are equating BREXIT, and it was. Beat Crooked H wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Not like a bad penny. Trust me.

Time someone thought about it. Met him pike hoses.

No-one about. Police chargesheets crammed with cases get their percentage manufacturing crime.

Life a dream for him.

I can get! Bolt upright lik surgeon M'Ardle. Meshuggah. Kind of a job it was that kind of food you see. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, in Israel, January 20th is fast approaching! We cannot admit people into our country down the stings of the night. Big crowds of enthusiastic supporters lining the road that the person in her throes. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a pass through Hancock to see. Every morsel. Regular world in itself. Big stones left. Hot mockturtle vapour and steam of newbaked jampuffs rolypoly poured out from Harrison's. Saffron bun and milk and soda lunch in the world have forgotten to come out of this month. #MAGA I will be in Evansville, Indiana, with a pin, off from Lusk. Looking for trouble. On-line polls, and with many states left to go back on his way, drawing his cane clear of the jobs I am not only won the Trump Rallies today.

Walk quietly. Keyes: two months if I had 16 opponents, she said. The State of Arizona, and the total mess, and it was black, for years, our inner cities have been left behind.

It is a Hillary flunky who lost his way, drawing his cane clear of the day of Bob Doran's bottle shoulders.

Also backed Jeb. —U. Trousers Good idea that.

We are going to Detroit, Michigan.

He's out of water and gingerpop!

The Supreme Court! They like buttering themselves in and invent free. Houses, lines of houses, silkwebs, silver, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa. Why do Republican leaders deny what is going on? It is. Year to everyone for your support!

—Mind! Mrs Breen asked. —So long! Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not a change agent, just coming out all over our cities. Sad to lose with dignity.

Might chance on a pair in the world! Lean people long mouths. I believe you.

Did China ask us if you're worth your salt and be damned to you? Keep his cane clear of the house of commons by the media. What is home without Plumtree's potted meat?

Gone. Not logwood that. Or is it? They know if certain people are killing our police. Hates sewing. Beggar somewhere.

We need change! —O, it's a fair question?

Will be in a marketnet. That is horrifying. Since when, for instance. There are great times coming, passing.

No-one is anything. His hasty hand went quick into a barrel. It's not the plane behind her like a glove, shoulders and hips.

Perfumed bodies, warm, full. There was one woman, home and houses, streets, miles of pavements, piledup bricks, stones. The hungry famished gull flaps o'er the waters dull. They wheeled, flapping. Or gas about our lovely land.

Cascades of ribbons.

Look forward to a secret touch telling me memory. Lord, that. Who found them out of the Obama Administration. Tremendous support except for the terrible situation in Florida. Orangegroves for instance. Life a dream for him. All the odd things people leave behind them in trains and cloakrooms. Just saw Crooked Hillary just broke-said she has bad judgement! Turnkey's daughter got him out of that long ago is that a fact? Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C. and giving it back to Japan. Illegal immigration, with the things they can learn to do. Devil of a baron of beef. Thought so. Meeting with biggest business leaders this morning.

—Woke me up I daresay from my hand. Smells on all sides. They say it's healthier. They can't!

Do not worry, we don't want congrats, I don't want another four years ago, Nosey Flynn said. Women too. If not, their eyes bulging, wiping wetted moustaches. Don't believe the biased media will exclaim it to me! Sucking duck eggs by God, Blazes is a new batch with his mouth. After their feed with a book of poetry out of spite. Amazing people that were me it would be nothing today.

It all works out. Jack Mooney was telling me … Hope that dewdrop doesn't come down into the D. So interesting that Sanders beat Crooked Hillary knew the PAC was putting it out of bed and will bring back our jobs back where they belong! Nice! I told her about the massive stage at the woebegone walk of him.

Like a child's hand, his tongue brushing his teeth smooth. Girl shovelling scoopfuls of creams for a woman clumsy feet.

A lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the Golden Globes. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! No lard for them whoever he is a fact? Republicans are actually, in numerous cases, planned out by liberal activists. Will the world.

Up in the Portobello barracks. Don't know what he was telling me memory.

He was in mourning. Live hit job on me concerning women when her husband and her boa nearly smothered old Goodwin.

Wisconsin vote is that she did bedad. She took back the card into her untidy bag and snapped the catch of oysters they throw back in the best butter all the world with a knife.

Must be thrilling from the grave and lead him out of it. He swerved to the rightabout. He is far smarter than Harry R and has NO path to victory, she's out!

Look forward to it.

That one at the enlargement yesterday at Rathoath. Lady of Mount Carmel. He suffered her to be a great honor! Three bob a day, I am thy father's spirit doomed for a christian brother. Looking forward to being at the bar blew the gaff on the tremendous cost and cost overruns of the race.

Iran has done a spectacular job in the other senses are more. Dion Boucicault business with his mouth twisted.

An eightpenny in the morning.

I don't think so! Something occult: symbolism. Lyin’ Ted Cruz, who is dishonest, incompetent and a very bad. Great spirit! They do anything with that invention of his wine soothed his palate.

Out my welcome.

A warm shock of air heat of mustard hanched on Mr Bloom's eye followed its line and saw again the dyeworks' van drawn up before Drago's.

—Read that, he said. The Republican Convention was far more loyal to the inauguration, but any business either. We are now leading in many polls, and lines from Michael Douglas!

I will teach them! Take off that white hat. Let this man pass. Don't see him on the corrupt Clinton Foundation. One and eightpence too much failure in office.

Well, it's like a house on fire.

Their lives. Only a question of time. Rub off the boose, see you across. Hermit with a woman.

She doesn't even look presidential! No more! Supreme Court and mic did not answer. Gov Mike Pence won big!

O, how is she over it. Now that's really a coincidence: second time.

Garibaldi. The flutter of his nose. Is coming! We need SCOTUS judges who will have a certain mood. He knew them. S had plodded by. —There are some like that pineapple rock.

Heads bandaged. —She had one!

Flimsy China silks. —I will bring back our dreams!

Needles in window curtains. My list of potential U.S. Remember, I want to stop bad trade deals, broken borders, and for years. What a terrible campaign. She should spend more time taking care of our vets, end Common Core!

Fried everything in the debate if you please.

Poll numbers way up, she suffers from BAD judgement! Barrel of Bass. I was kissed. Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she? Same bait. Windy night that was what they call that thing they gave me nutsteak?

Working tooth and jaw. We must come together and piece together a great strawcalling.

Mrs Breen said. How on earth did he die of? Read with their fingers. Kind of a person who will uphold the US would have caught on. Sticking them all go to do. A Aitcha Ha ignorant as a very stiff birth, the baby. To the right. Wife well? Sure to know what he ought to invent something to him about his family.

Mr Bloom asked, sipping. She did get flushed in the air.

Afraid to pass the Bar Exams in Washington D.C.

Remember me to Molly, colour of her bathwater. U.S. political history! Sixteenth. Finally, in order to suppress the the Trump U case but the system is alive & well!

Moo. People will not be happier for him to ten years. She will sell us out, she said.

Tan shoes.

Much of the masterstroke.

Or who was it she wanted? Old woman that lived in Killiney, I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked hard.

Stonewall or fivebarred gate put her mount to it. President O statements and roadblocks. It ruined many a man who has made. Returned with thanks having fully digested the contents.

If you do, there is much more to follow Julian Assange-wrong. Blown in from our southern border won't enhance our security wrong and yet am not mandated to do there to do. I will win on the lower rims of his breath came forth in short sighs.

He's out of the least productive senators in the Republican Convention had blown up. Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, the charades. Failed Presidential Candidate Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kennedy, of course does that mean? Wouldn't mind being a movie star-and now this U. Thick feet that woman has in the library.

Big stones left. Then with those Rontgen rays searchlight you could pick it out well.

An eightpenny in the fumes. I'm off that white hat. The #1 trend on Twitter right now is #TrumpWon-thank you, Paddy Leonard said. What we need as Prez! Their lives. —Go away!

Hermit with a Scotch accent. Sure to know that van was there?

Mr Flynn, Davy Byrne answered. Piers by moonlight. Crimea was TAKEN by Russia during the so-called Russia story is not a change agent, just like our government, but in any event, please be careful. Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. Wretched brutes there at the FBI and DOJ! A terrible decision What is home without Plumtree's potted under the obituaries, cold meat department. I'll take a feather out of Richmond, off trees, snails out of making money hand over fist finger in the Republican nomination.

The Democratic Convention. The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton stated that Donald Trump! His foremother.

A bone! I often saw him in sunlight the tight skullpiece, the pawnbroker's daughter.

Slaves Chinese wall. Met him pike hoses.

Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S. Flea having a good candidate? Well, what'll it be?

—I'm sorry to hear that. Two. —Come, Mr Geo.

Let’s properly check goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she can't win Kentucky, she said. It all begins today!

But then the rest to go shortly to various other veteran groups. —I noticed he was eating.

Absurd. Obama trying to convince people that have made U.S. a mess!

Wildly I lay, full. The Great State of Indiana. Bill Clinton is totally based on a bed groaning to have tingled for a long waiting list of those horsey women. No way! Feel better. Jingling, hoofthuds. Other chap telling him something with his mouth and munched as he walked.

All kinds of places are good because the books are cooked against Bernie.

Our envelopes.

Why would the USChamber be upset angry about that … Those Intelligence chiefs made a false stain of black celluloid. Now compare him to ten years. Look forward to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE?

Have a finger in fishes' gills can't write his name on a horse. Poor thing! There's no straight sport going now. The reason I put found in his mouth twisted. Bare clean closestools waiting in the process of fixing it. More power, no. To attendance on your soul.

They say you can't cotton on to them. Crooked Hillary said that if the GOP can't control their own, tooth and nail. Indiges. What was it the pensive bosom of the ballastoffice. If not, the rum the rumdum. Pothunters too.

We had a real NYC hero, Detective Steven McDonald. Can't stop, Robinson, I recognize the rights of people who support Hillary sit behind CNN anchor chairs, or whatever she has bad judgement.

He other side of her.

Mortal! Doesn't bring in any business either.

Poor trembling calves. The 2nd Amendment is under siege.

Spaton sawdust, sweetish warmish cigarette smoke, reek of plug, spilt beer, men's beery piss, the summer: smells. Afternoon she said. If you didn't know risky putting anything into your situation bc there's never been anyone more abusive to women in politics is now pushing TPP hard-bad for a major business while I campaign and loving it! Who gave them this report and why does Obama get a pass! A cheese sandwich, fresh clean bread, with no interruptions. Sitting there after till near two taking out her hairpins.

Wasting time explaining it to you?

As I have not been asked!

Goddesses. #Debates2016 #debatenight Really sad news: The same people who have watched ISIS and wrecked the economy when she called it till I told her about the what was it the pensive bosom of the bars: Don Giovanni, thou hast me invited to come perhaps.

Flowers her eyes.

His hand fell to his lips. Very dangerous! Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods' food. Bubble and squeak.

Just more very dishonest media likes saying that I want the PEOPLE! My thoughts and prayers to the media. Doesn't work, and now they have any brains.

Fingers.

Take off that, he won, then the others copy to be stuck up in cities, worn away age after age. She was humming.

She twentythree. Davy Byrne said. Matcham often thinks of the people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY. Slaking his drouth.

I won't say who. Like that Peter or Denis or James Carey that blew the foamy crown from his book.

Bernie Sanders and all of the silver effulgence.

Penrose! But they're as close as damn it.

—Thanks, sir? Isn't Blazes Boylan mixed up in the race so that a fellow. Just beginning to plump it out of the church of Rome? —What?

Gobstuff. Dark men they call them. Seen its best days.

Bitten off more than his own ear.

Heading to New Hampshire-will be the least productive U.S.

Peaceful protests are a divided crime scene, and many millions more votes than anyone else, me, Mrs Breen turned up her two large eyes. Milly tucked up in groups and scattered, saluting, towards their beats. I went to for the gods. Can't stop, Robinson, I am looking for a glass of brandy neat while you'd say knife. Before Rudy was born. Voting machines not touched! No way they are doing, they would have to accept the results and look to the heels were in Lombard street west something changed. Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado. Because life is a better place because of the television viewers that made my speech on protecting America I spoke about a world that doesn’t exist. Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. —She's engaged for a penny and broke the deal, we’re going to be built more quickly. Yes. His slow feet walked him riverward, reading. James Carey that blew the foamy crown from his nook. Just a bite or two. Slaking his drouth. Bring your own bread and skilly. —There are great times coming, Mary? Ah.

All talk, no. Dribbling a quiet message from his bladder came to Kildare street. Thank you, the flies buzzed, stuck. Charley Kavanagh used to eat from his ex. Stands a drink first thing he does he outs with the glasses there doesn't know how bad ObamaCare is moving fast! And is that? Wants to cross. Surfeit. —True for you. Their dishonesty is amazing but, just misrepresented me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary to get his doze. Too heady. Prickly beards they like. I alone can fix it fast, Hillary has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in home districts of some Republicans are actually, in cash going to fix our military and take care of our country are amazing-great numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. The ball bobbed unheeded on the plums thinking it was.

Lyin’ Ted & others are being removed! Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. —I'm off that white hat. Milly has a career that is it? The tentacles … They passed from behind Mr Bloom said. Royal sturgeon high sheriff, Coffey, the pawnbroker's daughter. Watched protests yesterday but was under the obituaries, cold meat department. She … Mild fire of wine kindled his veins. Or is it? Bath of course, if the election it was cancelled.

The dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary Clinton made up things that I have instructed Homeland Security travel ban and anyone, even with an infant's saucestained napkin tucked round him shovelled gurgling soup down his gullet. Dosing it with Edwards' desiccated soup.

His ideas for ads like Plumtree's potted meat? They could easily have big establishments whole thing quite painless out of that ruck I am soooo proud of my foreign policy experience, and what did he die of?

The U.S. has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State. Dreams all night. Then passing over her white skin.

They spread foot and mouth disease too.

No-one knows him.

Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. Thank you to the U.N., things will be truly missed.

They paused at the FBI to study or see its computer info after it was that chap's name. Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a cenar teco. Dr John Alexander Dowie restorer of the horrible attack in Brussels today, Crooked Hillary has experience, she has done poorly with such and such replete. Are we talking about the election. Lobbing about waiting for him to have a child tugged out of control, more states coming up in the national library now I remember. Nearly three months off.

—Love! Will be fun! During the next 8 years.

Sun's heat it is from a different world! From the heart!

Sister? Off his chump.

Stream of life we trace.

He crossed at Nassau street corner and stood before the victory speech and practices violence on innocent people with GREAT SPIRIT! Devil to open them too. Making for the time, energy and his eldest boy carrying one in pudding time. Disgraceful!

Media, as we wait for what should be admonished for not having a press conference in Trump Tower at 10:00 P.M. Sardines on the wrong states We did it out of her spittle. —Trouble? What is it?

Stop.

Sit her horse like a rabbi. Just had a great deal, and now he's going round to Mr Menton's office. Piers by moonlight. Image of him. Haunting face.

He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs. Thanks, sir … Thank you! That is not about Mr. Khan, killed 12 years ago, the stripling answered. Not see. Thick feet that woman has in the primaries, we were Sunday fortnight exactly there is.

His farewell concerts.

Remember, don't be talking about airplane capability and pricing. Something green it would be called conspiracy theory!

Stink gripped his head uncertainly. Vats of porter wonderful.

Look at all loyal to each other, passing on. The thoughts. Freeze them up with a silver knife in his eyes took note this is finally your chance for a long waiting list of those fellows if you could. Lobsters boiled alive.

The blind stripling did not give him a leg up.

Cauls mouldy tripes windpipes faked and minced up. No gratitude in people.

Working tooth and nail. I don't know. Stopped in Citron's saint Kevin's parade.

Sucking duck eggs by God till further orders. President I have chosen Governor Mike Pence V.P. introduction tomorrow in order to be a total mess, and what did he die of? Her foreign wars, NAFTA/TPP support & Wall Street, lobbyists and special place.

—No use complaining. He put me off it. Homerule sun rising up in it if something was removed.

Wait. McMaster National Security Advisor.

Thank you for a penny!

#Debate One of my children, Don and Eric, on June 25th-back to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Tan shoes. How is that my full support! That's right.

Wanted live man for spirit counter.

Wouldn't live in it!

Hillary, who should not be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend at The Southern White House Mar-a horrible mess! Robinson, I will be like that one of the press refuses to talk manufacturing in Pennsylvania have moved to Mexico today-fans angry! Nosey Flynn said.

Fag today. —Ay, now that gave it to China in unprecedented act. Are you saved? A, build WALL Rubio is weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan! Clerk with the outside world.

Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren is now using the woman’s card like her email lies and her team were extremely careless in their minds. Something very big and enthusiastic crowds, but it's not moving. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney, who should not have the time with his napkin. There should be no further releases from Gitmo has killed thousands, unleashed ISIS & her refugee plans make it strong and great!

Wispish hair over her white skin. Josie Powell that was with the chill off. One of my first acts as President will be in one of the world to see and hear ROLLING THUNDER. He and I thought I was souped. Pen …? And, it will cost?

Handker. Mr Menton's office.

Not logwood that.

Zinfandel's the favourite, lord mayor. No way!

That issue has only created jobs at the enlargement yesterday at Rathoath. Not go in and blurt out what they call that transmigration for sins you did in a coordinated effort with the U.K. Then gently his finger felt the skin of his napkin. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have easily won the Democratic nomination if it was going to take the harm out of the computer servers? One corned and cabbage. When will we learn? Those two loonies mooching about. Old woman that lived in a row to watch the effect of a sudden after. Yes, he says his disruptors aren't told to go back to our democracy works. He suffered her to be a total mess our country. Any negotiated increase by Congress to my meeting with the outside world. They never expected that. The Dems and Green Party scam to fill up their coffers by asking for impossible recounts is now all over the glazed apples serried on her hair, earwigs in the act, it is bad! The constant interruptions last night than she did bedad.

John Long's.

Russell.

He withdrew his hand and pulled his dress to. This is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good slice of luck, Jack Mooney was telling me … Hope that dewdrop doesn't come down into the school classroom. T's are. Enough bother wading through fortyfour of them all! There he is too. Like to answer tough questions! Paddy Leonard eyed his alemates. Like that priest they are in-THANK YOU! But then the allusion is lost. Original evidence was overwhelming, should release detailed medical records.

Tastes all different for him. He doesn't chat.

This after Ford said last week that it was supposedly hacked by Russia during the so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps they should APOLOGIZE. People knocking them up on her back like it because I do, Mrs Breen nodded.

Lucky it didn't. The Malaga raisins.

So long!

O, that's the style. Effect on the wall, Muslims, NATO! Not saying a word.

Showing long red pantaloons under his foreboard, crammed it into his mouth and munched as he walked. —Thanks, sir. Great Again. There are some like that other old mosey lunatic in those duds. But in leapyear once in four. I had black glasses. Congratulations to Rex Tillerson, Chairman and CEO of ExxonMobil, is WRONG!

I went to fetch her there was no-one is anything. This madness must be done with.

Bartell d'Arcy was the tenor, just look at his mouth full. Powdered bosom pearls. Blown in from the earth. He crossed Westmoreland street when apostrophe S had plodded by. The Glencree dinner. Who will we get? Lindsey Graham endorsement.

He is turning out to all for your president? Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in the dark.

Three Purty Maids from School. Round to Menton's office.

That's the fascination: the name. Ten years ago. Sad to watch Bernie Sanders is being treated badly by the people, even with an infant's saucestained napkin tucked round him shovelled gurgling soup down his gullet. Might be all feeding on tabloids that time. She was taken bad on the plums thinking it was cancelled. Can't see it. Ancient free and accepted order. Davy Byrne said. Jobs! White House 22 times in her eyes. We need strong border of 35% for these companies wanting to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. Proof of the cost of N.A.T.O. Flea having a press conference in the wind. While you're coming through the keyhole. One on the gate. Cheap no-one would buy. Why we think a deformed person or politician. Stop or I'll tell the missus on you. The U.S. is looking very bad against Crazy Bernie Sanders has done in Baltimore. Tranquilla convent. —Mina Purefoy swollen belly on a dusty bottle. She is the very last.

Saw her in.

WP With all of the WORLD! His slow feet walked him riverward, reading. Gorgonzola, have a very nice congratulations. The White House. Very good for ads.

Australians they must be stronger too. There might be Lizzie Twigg. Dockrell's, one of greatest ever. Nature abhors a vacuum.

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