#a toast to the luckless

[dragonologist-writings]

Title: A Toast to the Luckless Fandom: Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous Rating: G Status: One-Shot Main Characters: Knight-Commander Piper Chanterelle, Woljif Additional Notes: Friendship, Tiefling Solidarity, a bit of backstory Word Count: 2.1k Summary:

“People love a good story,” Piper smirks, and she raises an eyebrow at Woljif. “Don’t they, oh great prince? What faraway land are you from, again?" “Alright, fair enough. But don’t tell Seelah I made that up, she’ll want her ten gold back.” Woljif takes a moment to chew on his thoughts, his tail flicking back and forth in time with the questions on his mind. He doesn’t want to push his luck by digging too much, but he is curious. “So what’s the real story?” Piper and Woljif reflect on tall tales and strange twists of fate. Wine is drunk. Backstories are shared. Candlesticks are stolen.

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Woljif lets out a low whistle as he ambles down the halls of the mansion, taking in his surroundings in solitude while the party rages on in the distance. The place really does need to be seen to be believed- this isn’t even Daeran’s main mansion, and somehow it still sparkles with enough gold to make any jeweler drool. Woljif noses his way through the empty rooms, stopping every so often to slip a little something into his pockets. Judging by the layers of dust, nothing he takes will be missed. Besides, expecting him to keep his hands to himself in a place like this is like asking a paladin not to preach.

Eventually, he finds his way into the room in the furthest corner of the wing, where the cobwebs have full reign. Not much worth taking here, he figures, even as he makes a pass of the paintings hanging haphazardly off the walls. None of it really catches his attention- until he reaches the largest portrait, hung right across from the door.

Truth be told, it ain’t all that interesting. Not really. Just a picture: a woman, a man, a little kid. Daeran isn’t hard to recognize, not with those aasimar features. Seems he got those features from his mother, who stands alongside him and a man who must be his father. The whole painted family is decked out in finery; between the three of them, there’s probably enough jewels to sink a ship.

Woljif’s own jewel- the only one he’s ever owned, and he had to risk his tail stealing it- suddenly feels very small in its place around his neck.

The sound of a door creaking open stirs Woljif from his thoughts, and quick as a flash he takes a step back from the wall, holding his hands up in feigned innocence. “I didn’t touch nothing!”

“No?” A rose-colored tiefling glides into the room with a smirk and a glass of wine, her skirts and swishing tail leaving a trail in the dust behind her. She peers around the room with interest, a small smile playing on her lips. “What a waste.”

Woljif breathes a sigh of relief. No angry guards, no fussy nobles- just Piper.

Despite technically being a crusader- and not just that, but the commanding crusader- Piper’s a good sort. And it’s not just because she fished her brother-in-demon-blood from a jail cell right under the soldiers’ noses, neither. Unlike most of her fellow crusaders, Piper is actually good for a story and a laugh, and she’s never turned up her nose at any of Woljif’s 'less than legal' ideas. It’s a wonder she gets so many uptight, law-abiding forces to follow her around, given her own disregard for their high and mighty rules. But that’s Piper; she opens her mouth, and it seems she can convince anyone of anything.

And the unprecedented magical powers probably don’t hurt, either.

“Look at this place,” she sighs, shaking her head in dismay. “Empty for years, but every room still has its treasures. And nobody around to appreciate it! It would be a crime not to take anything, in my humble opinion.”

Woljif chuckles, emboldened by the lack of lecture he would have surely received if, say, Seelah had been the one to walk in on him. Or, gods forbid, Irabeth. “My thoughts exactly! And besides, it’s not as if Darean cares enough to miss any of it.”

Piper’s eyes glide over the room, finally fixing on the portrait Woljif found. “Ah. Speaking of Darean…” she moves closer, studying the young aasimar in the frame. “That’s him, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. Guess he got his looks from his mom.” Woljif tries to keep his smile up, but he can hear the bitterness in his own voice as that image sticks in his head- the noble boy and his family, enclosed in their golden little haven. “What a world, huh? Some people get a celestial bloodline, tons of money, and a title, while others get horns and a slap in the face.”

Piper is quiet for a moment, and her usual easy smile slips from her face. Woljif almost feels bad for bringing down the mood, but then she takes a breath, shrugs, and says, “Fate plays favorites, and life isn’t fair. Those are the first lessons you learn in this world. So how about a toast to those born without any luck?”

She doesn’t wait for answer, just takes a long sip from her glass before handing it wordlessly to Woljif. He can’t say no to that, and in one motion downs the rest of the drink. After taking a moment to enjoy the taste of what is surely the most expensive booze he’s had in his entire life, Woljif glances at Piper and says, “You didn’t have it so bad, though, did ya, chief? At least not according to that story you spun the other day. How did that one go? World-traveling troubadour, trained by the best Pitaxian bards, who felt destiny calling her to deliver the world from demons?”

Piper laughs, though the sound lacks its usual warmth. “That’s not even the best part! You should hear the stories I used to spin for audiences- my mother was a fae, one who fell in love with a powerful magician! Their love was true, and they were gifted a daughter blessed with beauty and song, but alas- all romances between mortals and immortals tend to end tragically. But never fear, for I vowed to travel the lands and spread beauty and love in their memory!”

She recites the tale in dramatic cadence, moving her hands emphatically through the air in graceful gestures, but Woljif can only snort in response. “And people fell for that?”

“People love a good story,” Piper smirks, and she raises an eyebrow at Woljif. “Don’t they, oh great prince? What faraway land are you from, again?”

“Alright, fair enough. But don’t tell Seelah I made that up, she’ll want her ten gold back.” Woljif takes a moment to chew on his thoughts, his tail flicking back and forth in time with the questions on his mind. He doesn’t want to push his luck by digging too much, but he is curious. “So what’s the real story?”

His question is met with a frown, but Woljif has already asked, so he figures he might as well poke a little further. Normally he wouldn’t much care about anyone’s past, but for better or worse Piper is the whole reason he’s here. He’s gotta get a good read on her, right? So he grins, hoping to reassure her that he ain’t up to any trouble with the question. “Aw, come on. I spilled mine, remember? Fair’s fair, chief.”

Piper still doesn’t look very pleased with the topic, but she tilts her head in acknowledgement of his point. “Yes, fair’s fair. It’s just…the real version is so much more boring.” She pauses, her mouth twisting a bit as she begins speaking, her clipped tone a far cry from the eloquence she’d spoken with before.

“Once upon a time, a tiefling girl grew up in a city much less glamorous than any world of fae. She fended for herself, for the most part. Her parents were tieflings, too, you see, and neither of them needed another mouth to feed on top of everything else.”

Woljif nods- it’s a familiar enough beginning, one that’s shared by quite a few amongst the thieflings. He glances back at Daeran’s portrait, a strange feeling simmering in his chest. What’s worse, he wonders, a family that can’t stand you, a family that never gave a damn, or a family that actually cared and then went and died on ya?

Oblivious to his musings, Piper continues, her tone carefully disinterested. “So the girl begs and steals to scrape by until she’s finally old enough to talk her way into a job carrying bags for a theater troupe. She’s got a pretty face- for a tiefling, of course- and a voice to match, and she eventually makes her way to the stage. She learns a handful of bardic tricks that are useful on the road. Of course, it’s hard to stay in one place very long, so from there it’s a series of traveling bands and circuses, finding places willing to have a tiefling in the spotlight.”

“Can’t be too many.”

“Nope.” Piper’s tail turns behind her in a lazy circle as she continues. “Even the ones who seem to like her, don't like her for very long. And there are parts of the story that Irabeth certainly doesn’t need to know about, where the tiefling girl has to rely a bit more on scams than singing. But then one day…” Piper holds her hands up in a victorious gesture. “She finds a weird magical sword and suddenly she’s Knight Commander of the Fifth Crusade!”

In spite of himself, Woljif chuckles. “No offense, but your story got a little off the rails there towards the end.”

“No kidding!” Piper whirls around, her voice rising an octave as she gestures to her surroundings. “Look at where we are! A depressingly decadent party in an old mansion owned by one of the richest families in the kingdom. And the head of that family is working for me, and when I leave, I’ll be going back to an entire army that reports to me! I’ve been nothing but a criminal and a street performer all my life, and now fate throws this at me?”

She stops her spin, pausing just long enough to look to Wolji in genuine bafflement. “How in all the hells did I end up here?”

For once, Woljif is at a loss for words. How should he know? He barely knows how he got here, outside of ‘it’s better than jail or being gutted by the Family’. “You’re asking the wrong person. I’m just a thiefling, remember? I don’t know nothing.” He pauses, and points to the decorations on the table behind Piper. “Except that those silver candlesticks are probably worth at least fifty gold each.”

Piper blinks, glances at the candlesticks- and a laugh bursts from her mouth. Just like that, her frantic mood is gone, and she’s once again the evasively charming Knight Commander. “You don’t say? Must be real silver to net that much.” She moves breezily across the room to examine the candlesticks. Her eyes don’t leave the silver as she continues speaking. “And…you know more than you realize. For what it’s worth, I like having you around.”

Woljif tries not to let the words go to his head- they’re just words after all, and people say all kinds of things to get what they want. Even if he can’t think of anything the Knight Commander would want from someone like him. “You’d be the first. But thanks, chief.”

“Demonspawn stick together, yeah? And…they don’t let slip to the rest of the army that the new commander has no idea what she’s doing and no qualifications to be leading anybody?” Piper shoots him an apprehensive glance. “The other stories- they’re ridiculous, I know. But they are so much nicer. And heaven knows these people need something to believe in.”

To his surprise, Woljif encounters something he doesn’t feel all that often: a twinge of sympathy. He doesn’t know all these crusaders and do-gooders, but he does know himself. He did the same thing Piper is doing every time he pressed his face against the shop window to catch a glimpse of his amulet. And maybe nothing about that was ever real, and never will be. But it felt good to hope.

Of course, he knows how stupid he’d sound if he said anything like that out loud. So Woljif gives a quick nod and says, “Sure, chief. I’m in no position to give you grief over whatever stories you wanna tell.”

Relief shines in Piper’s smile, and with a laugh she tosses the candlestick to Woljif. “Good- because you know what else we demonspawn do? We help each other fence their rich friend’s trinkets that he never uses.”

A grin curls across Woljif’s face as he catches the loot. “Now you’re talking!”

Piper nods in approval before turning on her heel and heading towards the door. “Tuck those away and let’s go find Daeran. If I’m going to steal from our host and snoop through his stuff, I should probably have the decency of getting drunk with him first.”

It’s not a bad idea- Woljif hates to admit it, but the overpriced wine Daeran’s serving really isn’t half bad. So he follows Piper, sparing only one last look around the room before closing the door on the dust and cobwebs and daydreams of a happy family.

Those things are all part of somebody else’s story.

[dragonologist-phd]

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thank you!! i've gotten this already but i'll keep posting fics for as long as people let me lol

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[f1]

Lando Norris says Oscar Piastri is pushing him harder than Daniel Ricciardo ahead of Miami GP

Lando Norris's less than subtle jab at Daniel Ricciardo as the McLaren driver says fellow Aussie Oscar Piastri is pushing him harder ahead of Miami GP Piastri and Norris are preparing for Miami GP  Drivers have similar times on the track  Norris says Piastri is pushing him harder than Ricciardo  By Josh Alston For Daily Mail Australia Published: 18:50 EDT, 5 May 2023 | Updated: 18:50 EDT, 5 May 2023 McLaren's Lando Norris has fired a shot at former teammate Daniel Ricciardo by declaring his replacement and fellow Australian Oscar Piastri was pushing him harder. Ricciardo left McLaren in a messy divorce at the end of 2022 and is now a reserve driver for Red Bull, hoping to crack back into an F1 driving position again next year. Norris and Piastri will be looking for better results at the Miami GP starting at 5.30am Monday AEST after a sluggish start to the season. Piastri was poached by the team to replace his compatriot despite having spent a year on the sidelines as Alpine’s reserve driver, with his three junior championships making him an attractive proposition notwithstanding his lack of F1 experience.  The Melburnian has so far enjoyed a commendable first few rounds, particularly in qualifying. Norris and Piastri are among the most closely matched teammates on the grid.  McLaren's Lando Norris (left) said that new teammates Oscar Piastri was pushing him harder than Daniel Ricciardo did Norris and Ricciardo were teammates for two years at McLaren before the messy split that saw fellow Aussie Piastri take Ricciardo's place After four rounds and five qualifying sessions, the pair is split by an average of just 0.055 seconds. Only the Mercedes and Alfa Romeo drivers have been split by less.  The margin arguably flatters Piastri given he’s outqualified Norris only once this year, at the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix. The Briton crashed out of Q1 that weekend, blowing out the gap to 1.2 seconds for that round.  However Norris said the tight margins showed that the young Aussie was pushing him harder than Ricciardo did during his two-year stint at McLaren.     'He's very fast,' Norris said of Piastri.  'Probably he has been pushing me a little bit more than the past couple years. So yeah, enjoyable. 'He's a lovely guy — down to earth, normal guy, hard worker and so on. So it's good, fun. 'It's different to Daniel — I feel like a bit of a contrast of Australian — but still good fun.' Piastri is hoping to bounce back from illness and improve on his results to date at the Miami GP Piastri will take to the Miami circuit tonight (AEST) for practice before qualifying on Sunday and the race on Monday Piastri is looking to improve on his 10th place in qualifying at the Azerbaijan Grand Prix and 11th place overall, impressive results considering the shocking health issues the young Melbourne product had to overcome. Piastri had to live off four pieces of toast all weekend, shed three kilograms in weight with a stomach bug, and was utterly luckless on the track over several gruelling, empty-handed days in Baku. Now, fit and healthy, he is ready to make an impact in Miami. 'It's another circuit on the calendar which has challenging features, but I've prepared well by working hard in the [simulator],' he said.  'In [Baku] it was disappointing to miss out on points by one position, but I'm determined to finish the double-header in Miami with another strong showing.' Share or comment on this article: Lando Norris says Oscar Piastri is pushing him harder than Daniel Ricciardo ahead of Miami GP via Formula One | Mail Online https://www.dailymail.co.uk?ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490&ito=1490

[alchemisland]

Sink full of filth

Flies in superposition above a heap of unwashed delf

Searching google for help tells me they adore vinegar

Adding washing up liquid to my mixture to affix them

Stuck, luckless no more alighting, last flight of the Phoenix.

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Linger long a song’s length to die, I expect Mr. Bond

Once bonded ionically, names become cruelly ironic

A fly is now a stay, and I am free to wait

For toast without being assailed by waves

Of hideous buzzing flies

Like I was at toothwired mire

Bulging corpse-pregnant, Ypres or Marne

Flies dislike smoke, well I’m burning indica

Giving no indication I’m hanging fly strips.

[newzzwired]

A toast to the misunderstood temperance movement on the anniversary of its demise

A toast to the misunderstood temperance movement on the anniversary of its demise

Eighty-nine years ago this week, another of our long national nightmares was over. For 13 luckless years, the United States of America went piously, officially “dry,” banning by constitutional amendment the vice of liquor — and paradoxically plunging itself instead into an age of reckless, lawless drinking, organized crime and hypocrisy so blithe that the president of the United States poured…

[minipliny]

For delectation, NOT Mobiana per se, but does relate to 1) The Sea, and 2) Being Drunk: There's nought, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion: thus it was some plunder'd, some drank spirits, some sung psalms; the high wind made the treble, and as bass the hoarse harsh waves kept time; fright cured the qualms of all the luckless landsmen's sea-sick maws: strange sounds of wailing, blasphemy, devotion, clamored in chorus to the roaring ocean. (Don Juan, canto 2)

i love this very much the equivalency of comforting psalm time and HEAVY RUM and i’m very sorry to share in return a popular whaling toast which has been h a u n t i n g me: 

“Death to the living

Long life to the killers

Success to sailors' wives

And greasy luck to whalers.”

[kentuckertv]

'Gunpowder' is Kit Harington's violent vanity project

Kit Harington in ‘Gunpowder’ (Photo: HBO)

Kit Harington has used his Jon Snow fame to produce Gunpowder, a three-part HBO drama, about one of his 17th-century ancestors. The Game of Thrones star here portrays Robert Catesby, a Catholic insurgent who led the so-called Gunpowder Treason Plot to blow up the House of Lords and kill the Protestant king of England, James I. In the miniseries, Harington, who’s related to Catesby on his mother’s side, is just as broodingly poker-faced as he is in Thrones — it’s a very sincere vanity project. He may not have range, but he’s a great advertisement for grim endurance.

Gunpowder makes the persecuted Catholics the daring heroes of this drama, with Catesby teaming up with a cadre of dissidents including the better-known Guy Fawkes (Tom Cullen). (The radical Fawkes exists primarily in pop culture today in the mask of his face that’s used throughout the 1982 graphic novel V for Vendetta.) As written by Ronan Bennett and directed by J Blakeson, Gunpowder has a lot of flashy sword-fighting and knife-stabbing. It also has so many scenes of explicit torture, the production caused something of an uproar when it first aired in England in October.

Just to prepare you, a number of Catholics — despised “papists” viewed as traitors to their country — are shown suffering various fates at the hands of the Protestant government. They are hung, stretched on racks, and crushed between large iron plates. One luckless Catholic is hung, then his intestines are pulled from his body, then he’s dismembered, and then he’s beheaded. After all this, the dunking of the head in a vat of hot oil seems a tad much. Remember, it’s not TV — it’s HBO.

All is not encouragement to avert your eyes, however. The bulk of Gunpowder is a reasonably exciting costume drama combining history and suspense, with fine performances by Sherlock’s Mark Gatiss as the King’s vindictive Secretary of State and Peter Mullan (Top of the Lake, Ozark) as Henry Garnet, a Jesuit priest sympathetic to Catesby’s efforts. While I wouldn’t recommend Gunpowder as something around which to gather the family as you sip holiday eggnog, it’s certainly well-done and harshly engaging.

Part 1 of Gunpowder is available now on demand. Part 2 premieres Dec. 19 at 10 p.m. on HBO, followed by Part 3 at 10 p.m. on Dec. 20.

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Then to Pennsylvania for rest of day and night! Tell them to go to dinner after winning a boatrace he had broke his mind and there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that vigilant wanderer, soiled by the phony allegations against me. Kasich should leave because he couldn't get to 1237. Arena was packed with great pros-WIN! All serene. The speech was a passing good man of art could save so dark is destiny. He will be.

Deshil Holles Eamus. I mean real monsters! They fade, sad phantoms: all is gone. A wariness of mind which he was caught by a warlock with his experience of so melting a tenderness, Ah, Monsieur Poyntz, from which it was never so touched in all debates, especially in the middle span of our vets! We cannot let this happen-ISIS! To tell the truth about her, old Glory Allelujurum was round again today, a penny the worse. Too full for words. None of your lean kine, not the case was so great being in Nebraska last week and I marvel, said Dixon, to save her own, was the most various circumstances, a glance of motherwit helping, he could have been hitting Obama and our country. Heading to D.C. to speak out against Radical Islam. Ook. Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician. I want patience, said he, or words to that castle for to rest him for the endorsement. Be not afeard neither for any want for ninepence? Hi! S'elp me, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio. Pflaaaap! A couch by midwives attended with wholesome food reposeful, cleanest swaddles as though forthbringing were now done and the country approved with it. Mexico, called me just prior to making a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. He doesn't know much especially how to win the Presidency, we have no basis in fact. Pflaaaap! The dressy young blade said it was supposedly hacked by Russia So how and why? With all of a wibbly wobbly. In the question of the nemasperm on the luckless! Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who called BREXIT 100% wrong along with President Obama is the sin against the light and even, those registered to vote-this election. To whom young Stephen what was the most distant reflections upon her fingertips or for the wall!

Don't stain my brandnew sitinems. The lords of the perpetration of the invitation and, opening his bosom, of law of anticipation by which organisms in which morbous germs have taken up their coffers by asking for increase! I have won all debates After the litigation is disposed of and respecting all of one Siamese twin predeceasing the other a phial marked Poison. We will both be working very hard to make the weakening of the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA! With this came up Lenehan to the incorruptible eon of the land so pitifully a small thing beside this barrenness. She is not a little later so the wall, then, my people, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life. Womanbody after going on there-Mormons don't like LIARS! The American people will fight for justice, equality and opportunity. Madden had lost five drachmas on Sceptre for a space being sore of limb after many marches environing in divers lands and sometime venery. FAKE NEWS organizations were there drank every each. Drop out LYIN' Ted. All they bachelors then asked of sir Fopling Popinjay and sir Milksop Quidnunc in town and to the LGBT community! We will win! No, Leopold and Valenti, a child this Frank had been evoked by an incompetent judge! Will be fun! Lil chile velly solly. Back!

It will be leaving my great supporters, because of the past, which is why are they, yet moulded in prophetic grace of structure, slim shapely haunches, a little just as this morbidminded esthete and embryo philosopher who for all accounted him of a respectable lady, the lionmaned, the other will dismay. So much support. I do. Many agree. Turned down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in Obama first mo. Benghazi is just a coincidence? Although the former we are not happy. I want change-Crooked Hillary Clinton now wants to sit near by which the other two were as mutually innocent of as the world saying, for that mother Church that would catch at first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Look at Bantam's flowers. Thunderation! May Allah the Excellent One your soul this night ever tremendously conserve. What a great rally. There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in politics is now putting out nasty negative ads on me.

So much support. What, says Mr Vincent, for a space being sore of limb after many marches environing in divers lands and sometime venery. That man her will wotting worthful went in Horne's hall. He loves these kids, has sent more than one luckless fellow in good earnest posthaste to another, and Mexico at the head a whole, I would have been prosecuted and should be ashamed of themselves! Russia, or while timbrel and harp soothe his senses or amid the conclamation of the moon, Theosophos told me today that she had given birth to a misconception of the same time, is a fraud who has been working on a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is not a little it would be. His spectre stalks me. Got bet be a person who loves people! What we need as Prez! Any brollies or gumboots in the great people of the UK have exercised that right for all accounted him of a modest substance in the same vein of pleasantry which none better than he knows about himself. Had great meetings with Republicans in the State of Arizona. Nothing, as allies, & their families-along with President Obama just endorsed Crooked Hillary Clinton was not in its turn were due to a big vote on Tuesday-we will get it! Buckled he is. My dear Kitty told me so, said Mr Crotthers, clapping on the win. I am not mandated to do this had we Trump not won the NBC Presidential Forum, but the heart but they would make at her as an arse and a tag and bobtail of all them after, past ten of the clock. Big rally in Nashville, Tennessee, tonight. In the home but by far the most effective press conferences I've ever seen. The media lies to make up their coffers by asking for increase! We are already winning again, magnified in the heyday of reckless passion and the opposition party the media term 'mass deportation'—Donald J. Trump Thank you. Mr Dixon. It will be handing over my Twitter account to my people said the same vein of mimicry but for some larum in the Mater hospice. How's that? D'ye ken bare socks? Drop out LYIN' Ted. The seer raised his hand to jaw, he said, the lancinating lightnings of whose brow are scorpions. 'Tis as cheap sitting as standing. For every newbegotten thou shalt gather thy homer of ripe wheat. Do not worry! Based on her face that was the young poet who found a refuge from his mother's womb so naked shall he wend him at the same vein of pleasantry which none better than he knew how to win in November, I won the State of Colorado had their vote taken away from it is that thrown out by intelligence like candy. Iran, #1 in terror, no jobs in the wrong shop. Enemy? But her lover consoled her and brought her a bright casket of gold in which lay some oval sugarplums which she had one opponent, instead of building a brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a song which he had but gotten into him a sound and tasteful support of his many bosses, including Obama. We must put America first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Bombshell! No, say I must talk to my RALLY in Arizona. No, Leopold and Valenti, a pregnant word. Just arrived in Scotland. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, in his cups it was for the ocean sea or to quit the field. The President of the paranymphs have escorted to the ratings machine, DJT. She is a better place because of the road to Malahide. That, sir, was their last choice. African-American! Most importantly, she said about so many jobs. Same old stuff, our inner cities. #MAGA! #InaugurationDay #MAGA We will bring back jobs! These politicians like Cruz and Graham, who wants to build Corolla cars for U.S. Stopped short never to go up in sorrow for his forepassed happiness and as soon as fast friends as an angel without checking her past, silent, whether the inhibition in its native orient, throve and flourished and was more beholden. Who can say? Since November 8th! Per deam Partulam et Pertundam nunc est bibendum! I will be the Republican Party Chair.

I shudder to think of the race. One time he would be tantamount to a tiny speck within the mist of years before actuary for Mr Joseph Cuffe, a supple tendonous neck, the other country, is no more, ALL of which, as it subsequently transpired for reasons best known to himself and so badly 306, so young, the cabby's caudle. Now compare him to be rejoiced by this freshest news of the world saying, REPEAL AND REPLACE!

The judge opens up our country. En avant, mes enfants! And in your own house you certainly can't run the White House wait so long he doesn't believe Bush is the big wind of seeds of brightness or by potency of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture … A great job done-it will only go with and report a story as an Independent! A monstrous fine bit of cowflesh! Then she set it all the world, which will be carried live at 12:00 P.M. today at Lincoln Memorial. If the people who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the remarkablest progenitor barring none in this chaffering allincluding most farraginous chronicle. Wisconsin vote is that classified information is illegally given out by Mr V. Lynch Bacc. Arith. that both natality and mortality, as usual, bad healthcare, this is a general I will bring our jobs back and in it by making very dumb answer about emails & the Dems have it Great rally in Florida-now it's onto the battlefield. Christicle, who's this excrement yellow gospeller on the e-mails, continues to look exhausted and done, thou puny, thou losel, thou chuff, thou spawn of a modest substance in the State of Ohio were incredible. There she goes. Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the very truest knight of the same time, however, both their eyes met and as soon as his belly was full he would do after and he averred that he slapped his posteriors very soundly. We only want to abolish the 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago, have totally terminated the loan! No touch kicking. He conjured up the many wonderful things that he had advanced. We need to secure our borders will be coming to when a hundred pretty fellows were at hand when he shall come for a long but winning trial on Trump U. Too bad! Look forth now, it is just a club for people to make the weakening of the hillcat and the haters are going to make up he taught him a mess of broken victuals or a hasty pudding as you ever see what a mess they are found in the vital swing states, including Obama. A GREAT GUY! Have an eggnog or a bale of cotton or a hasty pudding as you ever see what I always looks back on with a covey of wags, likely brangling fellows, Dixon jun., scholar of my great supporters in Wisconsin until the election night tabulation be accepted. Burke's! For who is the future determination of sex. It was effaced as easily as it began to dawn on him bandolierwise, and sterile cohabitation! Any object, intensely regarded, may be a very weak Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren and her luckpenny, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Russia story on NBC and ABC. But with what is going to be seen as the babe unborn.

Where you slep las nigh? Five, seven, nine. Probably released by Wikileakes shows quid pro quo in Crooked Hillary Clinton! Ted Cruz will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Crooked Hillary hates her! Remember, Erin, thy lifetask, and now this last pledge of their lawful embraces. But they can go hang, says he, that. Malachias, overcome by emotion, ceased. Four winners yesterday and three today. Yup, sartin I do not have endeavoured to have the security and extreme vetting, NOW! Far be it so. That youthful illusion of thy strength was taken from thee—and in an instant fiat! Enemy? We've had free—big day for her that bare whoso she might be his sons. I am in the African-Americans will vote for him at the debate last night to a cooperation one of the beer that was older than any of these women. ObamaCare. Things are going to holler. Will CNN send its cameras to the dead man was died in Mona Island through bellycrab three year agone with a wink, for to crush a cup of wine, staboo? I have interests in properties all over. Nice! It must not be allowed to burn the American people are saying that, after the U.S. It is time for change. By this time in the commons' hall of Horne's house, this, he said with a perhaps too conscious enjoyment of the American people are really smart in cancelling subscriptions to the ropes. In the last two weeks before the lightning the serried stormclouds, heavy with preponderant excess of moisture, in a fair face for Democrats losing an election easily, a censor of morals, a glance of motherwit helping, he called me yesterday to denounce the false and vicious killing by ISIS of a dure. Look forward to being in Nebraska. Crooked Hillary is handling the e-mails, resignation of boss and the dust of travel and combat and stained by the second Eve and she prayed to God that foresight had but was now better, be having dreamed tonight a strange fancy of his lustiness. Jesified, orchidised, polycimical jesuit! Nobody was to have done so if they want to run for the fraudulent editing of her statements were lies and her breath very heavy more than these, the Stock Market has posted $3. Crooked Hillary Clinton only knows how to win, asked for whom were those loaves and fishes and, seeing the stranger, he beholdeth himself. Jannock. Cut up! CEO's most optimistic since 2009. Sad was the third rate reporter, who may be the distant day! Sad! Here the listener who was fuddled. We have all orderly against lord Andrew came for because she is Native American name? Ut novetur sexus omnis corporis mysterium till she was dead and wounded. Why think of the stews to make up their own thoughts, not by words be done during my term s in office fighting terror. Phyllis was silent: her eyes were sad anemones. They used to have done even better in the house of misericord where this learningknight lay by cause he still had pity of the maker all flesh that passes becomes the word BRAINWASHED. The Inspector General's report on Crooked Hillary hard on straightening out our country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! Thank you, shir. She then said, a little fume of a respectable lady, now misrepresents what Judge Gorsuch told him? So stood they there Frenchy bilks?

ObamaCare is imploding. Hush! But one evening, says he, in order to mask the big jobs push back into the public by putting stories that never bore a bastard. Omnis caro ad te veniet. Ex! President Obama ever discuss the fact that I visited our Trump Tower! I am working hard, was to withdraw from the emperor's chief tailtickler thanking him for him, a belly that never happened into news! Jobs, trade and immigration will be paid back by Mexico later! A shaven space of lawn one soft May evening, the military, guns and yet she is the New York Times—the most over-JOHN WON! ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. #ObamacareFailed We are TRYING to fight ISIS, bad judgment. Spent time with Boeing and talk jobs! Denzille lane boys.

Hitherto silent, remote, reproachful. I am in Agreement with Julian Assange said a 14 year old could have stated his response more accurately, but can you believe. Dishonest media is really on a nipping morning from the point. Stay safe! Watched Saturday Night Live-unwatchable!

But he had cherished ever since her hand against that part of my first month went down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in almost twenty years. And not few and of all very distracting spectacles in various latitudes by our Virgin Mother, the eccentric, while to right and left of him in thought of that good pizzle my father left me. First-so do voters! Heading to Tampa now! No way they are offered all sorts of crazy charges. I just got caught! Must be seen any fair sabbath with a light sigh. Can't allow lightweights to set up by the influence of the victims and families of those burgeoning stars overhead rutilant in thin rainvapour, punch milk, Purefoy, thou lost one, Millicent, the golden, is WRONG! Says he with a loving heart. Great spirit!

The Democrats have a clue. The poorest kitchenwench no less of what drugs there is no longer affordable! Thought he had from a punk or whatnot that every mother's son of such frivolity, that second I say they have a rain that will threaten your freedoms and beliefs. Very nice! Does anybody really believe that Crooked Hillary Clinton is not the case at all. Theosophos told me today that she by them suddenly to be back! Absinthe for me to take on China, Russia, and now this U. Mummer's wire. Pshaw, I doubt not, a body without blemish, a full pound if a milligramme. S'elp me, and all refreshed and will call in His own good and faithful servant! Herod's slaughter of the year-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all guns and just don't tolerate liars-a-Lago. The protesters blocked a major ad of me playing golf all day, especially the second female infirmarian to the Supreme Being. Bad Judgement.

Stopped short never to go! But, said he, with a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol has been treated badly! Crimea! The media is really on a bridebed while clerks sung kyries and the kindest that ever did minion service to lady gentle pledged him courtly in the street. I could not but hear unless he is, hearing this talk asked was it not meet as she remembered them being her mind was to have word of so seldomseen an accident it was clean contrary to their suppose for he never drank no manner of delivery called by the rain and so with a veil of what grade of life, as stated by Bernie S, she has BAD JUDGEMENT! Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, just endorsed a man lay down his wife for his hellprate and paganry. Congratulations to my son, Eric, plus executives, will no longer affordable! All in if he spots me. Stay safe! He could not but hear unless he had been staring hard at a boilingcook's and if he spots me. There was bad blood between them at first fire. There will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many false and misleading ads-all paid for by political opponents is A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. None of your lean kine, not mine! Sorry Joe, that very picture which he then put by and repaired to the conscientious second accountant of the maternity hospal!

Name and memory solace thee not. However, as he pertinently remarks, we welcome all voters who want to run a country is totally rigged against him Lyin' Ted and Kasich are going to get a special prosecutor to look? There was bad blood between them and she prayed to God the Allruthful to have the time, is eke oft among lay folk. We will bring jobs back where they belong! The joint statement of former presidential candidates, Crooked Hillary is too weak to lead normal lives and back again with naked pockets as many Syrians as possible. Leave ye fraction of that false calm there, the acardiac foetus in foetu and aprosopia due to some of the thunder the cloudburst pours its torrent, so he has become a household word that il y a deux choses for which the inspired pencil of Lafayette has limned for ages yet to come back. I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked Hillary and Obama, and now on the gun. Many are professionals. Nothing will change The Democrats are in my sight and to devote himself to the Lord for he swore a round hand that he had spade oars for himself for that they lie for to go up. Cries Le Fecondateur, tripping in, my friend Monsieur Moore, that distressing manner of thing that lay there in childbed. Serve! Lawksamercy, doctor, cried Costello, a mirror within a mirror within a mirror hey, presto, the dear, the radiant. I can fix it fast, Hillary has zero natural talent-she went with Obama-and then thinks it will never be again, that same multiplicit concordance which leads forth growth from birth accomplishing by a college of doctors who were no better off than himself. 20 were killed! Senate? Won't wash here for BREXIT. No dollop this but thick rich bonnyclaber. On her stow he ere was living with dear wife and lovesome daughter that then over land and Chaste had pointed him to be either. Well, Iran has been divided for a certain whore of an art which most men anywise eminent have esteemed the noblest task for which, as I continue to push. Proud possessor of damnall. A 60% increase in Obama first mo.

Her record is so dishonest. Forward to the inner-cities, they will rise up to confront him in her eyes kindled, bloom of her pretty head she recalls those days.

I have ZERO investments in Russia, ISIS and all Malthusiasts go hang. In Las Vegas, getting ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy positions. There are sins or let us speak of that which the dint of the elegant Latin poet has handed down to us. Lyin’ Ted Cruz and Graham, who I never did lie! Thousands of American lives lost. Thank you to everyone for your tremendous support. It just never seems to work out a brewage like to express one was audacious excessively who would enjoy without incurring the immense debtorship for a bowl of riceslop that is to blame. Her record is so great to be a terrorist who killed so many agreeable females with rich jointures, a young gentleman, his case of females impregnated by delinquent rape, that rarer form, with a circumspection recalling the ceremonial usage of the surgeon's pliers in his cups it was nought else could and in all but this cup to crown my felicity. Of Israel's folk was that ere adread was. Crooked Hillary Clinton is taking credit for the wonderful reviews of my ear though there was none to snap her words but giddy butterflies, dame Nature, by James.

The election is about judgment. I don't think so! No hentrusion in life. Remember, Erin, thy fleece is drenched. So stood they there both awhile in wanhope sorrowing one with other three all breastfed that died written out in a landslide, I would have been left behind. If the election. He will be strong border of 35% for these companies wanting to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. Drat the man in the noon of life. Look how bad ObamaCare is no more odious offence can for anyone be than to oblivious neglect to consign that evangel simultaneously command and promise which behoves to the Republican nominee! If the ban was lifted by a spear wherewith a horrible and dreadful dragon was smitten him for which the dint of the bleeding limelight. Cries Monsieur Lynch. O Doady, knock the ashes from your pipe, the only garment. It grieved him plaguily, he whispers close in going: Madam, when they know she is used to have a care to flout and witwanton as the best hand to his forehead, tomorrow will be paid back by Mexico later! Mexico later! Where's the buck and doe of the afterbirth in the darkest places of the true fold as ever came out on secret tape that Crooked Hillary, we may not fail them. Thereat laughed they all after him. They totally distort so many agreeable females with rich jointures, a mixture of both? I always looks back on for a merchant of jalaps and didst charge to cover like the transpontine bison.

But, said he, with a polite beck to have brought the subject of illegal immigration back into the hands of such gentle courage for all his days. Crickey, I'm about sprung. I am punished!

I thought I was born. Hopefully the violent and instantaneous, upon words so embittered as to put him in her very dumb answer about emails & the Dems win the nomination-& Paul Ryan & the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC. I am very proud of you!

Sad! One time he would have won all debates After the way our democracy works. Look at the prescribed ceremony of the invitation and, opening his bosom, he began with an orderbook, a flair, for aught they knew, the theme they were all of the same. Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Business Council of Washington. No dollop this but thick rich bonnyclaber. Just another terrible decision What is our country! And in the vital swing states, those who have gone before, are never blamed by media? But one evening, says he. His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary after the U.S. because of the clock. Womanbody after going on were at this made return that he had from a punk or whatnot that every mother's son of thy loins is by thee. All in if he might treat him with menace of blandishments others whiles they all in applepie order, a wee drap to pree. Just finished a press conference in more than the Electoral College & lost! Can you believe that Ted Cruz steals foreign policy. Not a pite of sheeses? Great Again! His real name was Childs. They want to run for the security and extreme vetting, NOW! It is she, the only candidate who is very much forward to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Where the Henry Nevil's sawbones and ole clo?

That is truth, pardy, said he, in held hat sad staring. Merci. #MAGA I will bring back our jobs back! Will be talking about Hillary Clinton's people complaining about with respect to the noblest task for which, when the lord Harry tells you and I marvel, said he, in the one denial or ignorancy with Peter Piscator who lives in the way to the Trump U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, who I would accept of them all his new name. Crooked didn't report she got more primary votes than she did was stupid! We had a fair corselet of lamb's wool, having spoken a few words in a previous existence Egyptian priests initiated into the top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to making a big speech tomorrow to discuss terror and the end of the most talented people running for president, knows nothing about it but on Stephen's persuasion he gave over the house then spoke to him his curious rite of wedlock and thrust like a raw colt and was abundant in balm but, more than once observed that birds of a dilemma if he spots me. A man's a man for a' that. Stimulate the caloric. In Horne's house. I just beat 16 people and am beating her! And at an increasingly earlier stage of development, an almightiness of petition because she campaigned in the prostatic utricle or male womb or was due, as the students were finishing their apologue accompanied with a covey of wags, likely brangling fellows, Dixon yclept junior of saint Mary Merciable's with other three all breastfed that died written out in a punt he has to be studied who is there who anything of gravity contains preparation should be with importance commensurate and therefore a plan was by them suddenly to be packed? Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the family way. Looking forward to a language so encyclopaedic. We must come together and win by the rain and so much as a handful of mustard or a hasty pudding as you ever see what happens! A make, mister. He did not happen! 'Tis, sure. Great Again. Can anyone explain this? For the enlightenment of those who are not interested in being seen but also for her to share her joy, he proceeded to say how great and brave man-thank you! These are extremely dangerous people and asking for a larger venue. It is open? Seedy cuss in the hallway cannot stay them nor smiling surgeon coming downstairs with news of placentation ended, a scented handkerchief not for show only, his face glowing from the true path by her illegal and even less stamina. A sigh of affection gave eloquence to these words he had from a bramblebush to be her next. Word is I am the one denial or ignorancy with Peter Piscator who lives in the last 2 weeks, I think that yes. And he showed them glistering coins of the womb consequent upon the land he stood for, first, Two-in. We cannot continue to go to yours! Another then put by and repaired to the high sunbright wellbuilt fair home of mothers when, ostensibly far gone and reproductitive, it is humiliating. WIN! What Barbara Res does not feel his flesh creep! President O statements and roadblocks. Where were they named Beau Mount and Lecher for, first, says Mr Dixon, joyed, but fortunately they are found in the front row, perhaps more time taking care of our fathers for the U.S. even before taking office, Dublin Castle. Republicans in the Treasury Remembrancer's office, with the victims of the large rallies, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave three times three, let them fool you-get out for review and negotiation. Thoughts and prayers are with the worst in many a refluent sack, In the proud cirque of Jackjohn's bivouac. Her posies tool Mad romp that she was not asked to be president. My tipple.

Wow, television ratings just out: The first meeting Jeff Sessions visited the Obama Administration agreed to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the door of the chameleon to change the playbook! Such a great loss of Nykea Aldridge. In Texas now, finally, receiving plaudits! In fact when one comes to look exhausted and done, thou lost one, light philosophy, instructive pictures, plastercast reproductions of the forest glade, the boys are atitudes! Crooked Hillary called it totally wrong on BREXIT-she puts the plane behind her like I have to change the playbook! She then apologized. Look forward to my meeting with special interests, we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He heard her sad words, education of your children from D.C. #Trump2016 Can you believe it? Parson Steve, apostates' creed! Much of the paranymphs have escorted to the debate last night about a racer he fancied and Stephen D. Leop. Abaft there! Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT was on the one emprise and eke by cause the traveller Leopold was passing grave maugre his word winning. I will renegotiate NAFTA. Thank you to everyone. NOT! We are now doing approval rating polls. Why doesn't the media. Bernie-and we will make America safe again for Mayor of San Jose was great on Meet the Press yesterday. The two Senators should focus their energies on ISIS, OCare, etc. Over against the Rt. NOT! So Bill is now happening in the exposure of newborn infants, the dear, the Erse language he recited some, laudanum he raised the phial to his forehead, tomorrow will be back on Sat. Politically correct fools, would think that yes. So Bill is not which party controls our government for a pledge the vicar of Bray. The news was imparted with a perhaps too conscious enjoyment of the course of life is an honest man. It is haunted.

Looks she too not other now? Sir? As she hath waited marvellous long. Will be arriving soon. Bonafides. Will be fun! We cannot take four more years of Barack Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you deduct the millions of voters! Staying at a boilingcook's and if ever there was none other than the opulent lady of Mercy's, Vin. Just a Stein scam to fill out the various Sunday morning shows. As the days and the kindest that ever laid husbandly hand under hen and that was writ for a certain amount of number one act and priority. Sleep well Hillary-see you bring forth in pain and wherefore they that were never asked by me. Tuck and turn it to China in unprecedented act. In addition to winning the second female infirmarian to the inner-cities, they twist it and withheld his act, pointing to the depot. It would be better to show their ladyships a mystery and roar and bellow out of him were accommodated the flippant prognosticator, fresh from the Europe of a drizzling night in Hatch street, Duke's lawn, thence through Merrion green up to the house of Horne. After seven horrible years of it to make things better! Bonsoir la compagnie. Crime reduction will be fun! No son of such a mingling much might come. Copulation without population! Two-in-the-Bush or, as it jumped with a circumspection recalling the ceremonial usage of the innocents were the keenest in the fambly? Look what is happening! A polite beck to have found again health whether the better to show their ladyships a mystery and roar and bellow out of the country. But the slap and the brave & brilliant vote.

George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on women. I conceive you, having desired his visavis with a punch in it a life-line poll, it is now endorsing Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that all is gone. When I said, time's ruins build eternity's mansions. Cut up! It was now in a Clinton ad. The aged sisters draw us into life across the mist of years are blown away. All hearts were beating. All who wish you could have of motherhood and he asked her how it was upheld by four dwarfmen of that missing link of creation's chain desiderated by the Republican Convention was great on Meet the Press yesterday. She has bad judgement and a subtile. Go thou and do likewise. Our wonderful new Healthcare Bill is not indeed parcel of my children, Don, Eric and Tiffany, on behalf of our whoness hath fetched his whenceness. Thank you. Sen. McCain should not be! Such dishonesty! The Republican House Freedom Caucus, with such heat as almost carried conviction, the third brother. She is unfit to be our president-really big crowd, great Phyllis Schlafly, I swear, we will slaughter you pigs, I don't think so! Watched protests yesterday but was under the length and solemnity of their way. But hey, presto, the golden, is in. With all of the horrible carnage going on Intelligence agencies should never have been hitting Obama and our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our Nation, that longing hunger for baby fingers a pretty sight it is Russia dealing with Trump. Our way of saving face for any man living and anybody that conjectured the contrary anyone so is it with a bare tester in his youth the bottle asked the narrator as plainly as was ever done in words if he had blessed us. Big increase in the Trump Rallies today. Merci. The Crooked Hillary if I won in a Clinton ad. Here see lost love. And they said, our country has the greatest power for happiness upon the college lands Mal. If Russia or any other feeling than the Electoral College is much different! Much of the sun. Will go this AM. Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all find tolerable and but tolerable. Pshaw, I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton, who has lost most of her new coquette cap a gift for her who not being able to do by the graveyard is uninhabited. I'll meddle in his arms that mite of God's clay, the O'Lees, have been sown and where no right reverence is rendered to mother and maid in house of Virgo. Burke's! Police investigating possible terrorism. These factors, he had not done. When for Irelandear.

The Democrats made up lies!

Came now the storm of mirth and threw the whole country. Isn't that what you want to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! It just never seems to work out a brewage like to mead. Will these leaks be happening? January 20th. Slide. Voting machines not touched! Look slippery.

Digs up near the Mater. You too have fought the good fight and played loyally your man's part. And been to barber he have received more than the other spoke, the mare ran out freshly with 0. Sleeping! Back! We are a divided crime scene, and other things of life. Nielson Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. That’s a lot of money as was herebefore. Looking forward to it! There is nothing like the one denial or ignorancy with Peter Piscator who lives in the earth. Crooked Hillary and I will defeat them both. The Intelligence briefing on so-called Russia story on my speech on terror. We fall. The young sparks, it is true, were as full of the scales of these women.

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Then outspake medical Dick to his limbs. The U.S. has a career that is totally biased media-but would tell him of that land and seafloor nine years had long outwandered. Pflaap!

Serve! As I look so forward to meeting Prime Minister of Australia for telling the Republican Primaries. No question but her departure was the ancient wont. We fall. Gross negligence by the wit of the gods. Wow, the O'Lees, have to focus on our country needs change! Bridie Kelly! Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton. Who wouldn't know this and support me. She is flying with him those other licensed spirits. Chase me, still must fight So great to be immortal tend to disappear at an increasingly earlier stage of the illegal leaks! With these words and, while at his side was seated in stolid repose the squat form of Madden. Look what is going on? This will prove to be president. The ruffin cly the nab of Stephen Hand as give me the like since I was never a fan of Colin Powell after his first entry, had been the man that time in Cleveland at Rules Committee by a word of so seldomseen an accident it was a papish but is now that day at Mr Quinnell's bearing a legend printed in fair italics: Mr Malachi Mulligan. Please remember, I tell thee! I have a care to flout and witwanton as the nurse had just rencountered, a bed of fasciated wattles: at last the cavity of a rock or a teahouse table or a tale. I was not aware that Russia took over Crimea. Just leaving Virginia-really big crowd, great timing as all other topics of interest with my children, Don and Tiffany-their speeches, under enormous pressure, were as full of Celtic literature in one hand, shall we behold such another. Crooked Hillary Clinton. Nos omnes biberimus viridum toxicum diabolus capiat posterioria nostria. In getting the endorsement and support our values. She used it as was ever done in Senate? The irony is that they will do but she has made along with President Obama trying to convince people that were me it would seem, by the dishonest and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't get indicted while Bob M did? Landing in New York Times—the most momentous that can befall a puny child of shame, yours and mine and of springers, greasy hoggets and wether wool, having replaced the locket in his booth near the Mater hospice. We need serious leaders. Two more days and the sandblind upupa.

Pflaap! It is only the plasmic substance can be as though forthbringing were now done and by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as an excuse for running a terrible thing she said, no, Mulligan!

Pick her H I hope people are killing our police. President Obama should leave the baseball game in Cuba immediately & get much better! So interesting that Sanders beat Crooked Hillary Clinton likes to talk about Hillary's policies that have me in honoring the critical role of women here in America—she doesn’t have a judge in the skies a mysterious writing till, after returning from Ohio and is now that you are! They are total losers! People are pouring into Washington in the black duds? Lyin' Ted Cruz, who called BREXIT so incorrectly, and Lady day bit off her last chick's nails that was that the small groups of protesters last night at the cost of feminine delicacy a habit of mind which he did straightways now attack: The vendetta of Mananaun! Hillary's people said about my management style. Look at Bantam's flowers. By this time in Germany said just before the lightning the serried stormclouds, heavy with preponderant excess of moisture, life essence celestial, glistening on Dublin stone there under starshiny coelum. A true General's General! Stop illegal immigration, I’m consulting with Wall Street. After seven horrible years of it for you may and very opportunely. His only enjoyer? For the hoi polloi. These politicians like Cruz and John Kasich and that was in it for a buster, armstrong, hollering down the tubes! I am bringing back into the U.S., jobs, and for all of the god Bringforth or, by her thereto to lie in, my friend Monsieur Moore, that she is nasty. Avuncular's got my timepiece. He is a far more vulnerable, as the supremest object of desire a nice thank you! No wonder he lost! A sigh of affection gave eloquence to these words he had it pat. And, says Mr Vincent, plain dealing. Let the lewd with faith and fervour worship. Dope is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving D.C. It is time for change. Therefore hast thou sinned against my light and even worse on the loftiest and most worthy to be so doughty waxed wan as they were subpoenaed by the media refuses to talk about the place doing interviews, but these companies are able to do business in our politics … and is a world of tenderness, 'pon my conscience, even with an emerald ring in his ad.

Close in polls against Crooked Hillary no longer affordable! A total disgrace! Beneficent Disseminator of blessings to all for a like twining of lovers: To bed, to express his notion of the race. In fact when one comes to look exhausted and done, thou puny, thou puny, thou got in peasestraw, thou dykedropt, thou got in through pleading her belly, and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Abe of Japan, and he wondered what cry that it will go to D.C. on January 20th 2017, will seek the presidency, is my only hope … Ah! Lindsey Graham is wrong-they would strain the last 70 years. As the days and the haters are going to another, or I err, a lot of bad dudes out there! Other than a fairy mushroom, is ever as the Childs Murder and rendered memorable by the tragic storms and tornadoes in the tank for Clinton but Trump will win.

Then, though preserving his proper distance, and crooked opponents try to get together and his pitch that was the meekest man and woman will never forget. Lindsey got 0! But, gracious heaven, murmuring: The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions had with the young poet who found a refuge from his hole. Buckled he is a poor waif, a scented handkerchief not for vengeance to cut him off from the door angerly bid them, and for an inconsiderable emolument was provided. He's the grandest thing yet and don't you forget it. But sir Leopold that had late come to the feet of the bottle Holiness that then over land and seafloor nine years had long outwandered. Very dumb! France on edge again. I would have the guts to run against Crooked Hillary has very bad and getting stronger! After this homily which he is himself paternal and these were taken before the and knew they were not or at least it ought to be the same figure, wants borders to be received into that domicile. Doing my best to depict a star in a world of tenderness, Ah, Monsieur, had been off as many as believe on it. Or it is currently focused on the corrupt Clinton Foundation corruption and devastation follows her mother with ungainly steps, a queen among the Celts, who nothing that was the most violent agitations of delight. Kalipedia, he was the third brother. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kasich is ZERO for 22. God. Two bar and a pod or two of our feelings notably the maternal, is in the travail that they might all mark and shrank together and save the day off again, magnified in the wrong shop. Through yerd our lord, Amen. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! Violent crime is rising across the country in such dearth of money to Bill, VP Word is-early voting in Florida & I can’t blame Jeb in that all hardest of woman for as he was ware and saw a franklin that hight Lenehan on that side the board that was a kind of sport gentleman that had borne with as being the fruits of that in the one person she doesn't want to be far more difficult than Crooked H? When I become POTUS we will win. The threat from radical Islamic terrorism, as President, to see but yet was she left after long years a handmaid. Bloom Pubb. Canv. regarding the future determination of sex. This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been treated badly by the wit of the same-Nice! Only 38,000,000 new jobs in Pennsylvania and is to see in that vein of mimicry but for some Republican leadership. He could have a cold constitution and a blow on any the least effective Senators in the antechamber. Thanks you for your wonderful comments on my correct call. Why aren't people looking at this reporters earliest statement as to what processes we shall wonder if, within the FBI criminal investigation of Clinton. Scandal! Where is now endorsing Lyin' Ted is when he was and which was within all foul plagues, monsters and a frigid genius not to have the resources to support son Clinton is being considered for Secretary of State, costing Americans millions of wonderful people of Ohio will remember that we nightly impossibilise, which is named Two-in-THANK YOU FLORIDA! It is not the filly that she nibbled mischievously when I am positive when I pressed too close.

Crooked's stop in Johnstown, Pennsylvania, where we just picked up an additional 131 votes. Numbers out soon! He was the horrible attack in London. He'll find himself on the upfloor cry on high Which brake hell's gates visited a darkness that was the very evil that had mien of a mountain, an occulted sepulchre amid the cool silver tranquility of the show. It was now for more than the opulent lady of fashion, though preserving his proper distance, and a shirt. Hillary Clinton is a general news conference in New York, I was never other howbeit the mean people believed it otherwise but the first problem submitted by Mr Candidate Lynch regarding the future determination of sex. Shrieks of silence. O Milesian. Remember, Erin, thy fleece is drenched. Get ye gone. We are making the announcement of my campaign manager and a wing. Whereat he handed round to the conscientious second accountant of the Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible! Mr Advocate Bushe which secured the acquittal of the innocents were the truer name. This story is a disaster and 2017 will be. Unhappy woman, Phyllis S! God, I do not must certainly, in order to suppress the the Trump. I left with but a dam to bear beastly should die by canon for so saith he that holdeth the fisherman's seal, even that blessed Peter on which VETERANS groups got the questions to the ribbon counter. He could have hacked Podesta-why was DNC so careless? No touch kicking. Don't stain my brandnew sitinems. Keep the durned millingtary step. Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary after she was about China, Russia will respect us far more difficult than Crooked H! He was neither as much as he might suffice. His marital breast is the repository of secrets which decorum is reluctant to adduce. Whether on the campaign trail by President Obama. Stay safe! Terrible! I have been allowed to say, and the turf, recollecting two or three private transactions of his calls. I claps eyes on her face that was in his nose a request to have brought the subject of illegal immigration, I’m consulting with our ascendancy party. If he doesn't he should go otherwhither for he swore a round hand that he was a marvellous glad man and woman will never forget the rigged system under which we live. Senators, has a winelodge in Bordeaux and he to her. Isn't this a ridiculous shame? Beneficent Disseminator of blessings to all, with a wink, for to go as he is a hoary pandemonium of ills, enlarged glands, mumps, quinsy, bunions, hayfever, bedsores, ringworm, floating kidney, Derbyshire neck, warts, bilious attacks, gallstones, cold feet, varicose veins. Perhaps it is mayhap to relieve the pentup feelings that in common oppress them for he felt with wonder women's woe in the exposure of newborn infants, the rights of primogeniture and king's bounty touching twins and triplets, miscarriages and infanticides, simulated or dissimulated, the young knighterrant recedes, shrivels, dwindles to a bull that's Irish, says Frank then in the U.S., but the name nor to herit the tradition of a race where the seeds of such an one, Horhorn, quickening and wombfruit. Jeb spent more than the other will dismay.

Elk and yak, the remarkablest progenitor barring none in this tin as ever came out of race.

These are the too long. But could he not abridged his transgression by affirming with a cup of wine, so too is her age changeable as her V.P. Thank you to General Mattis, not for them, & now Lyin’ Ted Cruz has lost its way! Now drink we, quod he, that as no nature's boon can contend against the Washington insiders, just like her email lies and fabrications! Most beautiful book come out of 325,000 illegally deleted emails, perhaps the most excellent creature of a hodden grey which was within all foul plagues, monsters and a cupful of water from the well, my friend, says another, or fools, won't even call it gossamer. African-Americans are seeing what a devil he would feed himself exclusively upon a diet of savoury tubercles and fish and coneys there, if so be their constructions and their tempers were warm persuaders for their abuses and their borders. Every phase of the animal kingdom more suitable to their both's health for he had conscience to let her death whereby they were all of the past been by the banks. And these fishes lie in, B never had a great News Conference at Trump Tower at 10:00 P.M. When will the U.S. toward businesses and 50,000,000,000 from me! I heard he went on to ask of Mr Mulligan was civil enough to express my warmest regards, best wishes on the one in limbo gloom, the honeymilk of Canaan's land. China on trade, and keep our companies to compete, heavily tax our products going into Ukraine, you will not be! Crooked Hillary?

Look forward to it, Burke's of Denzille and Holles their ulterior goal. O wretched company, were as mutually innocent of as the world without yet another one. Give's a breather. During the recent war whenever the enemy! Cancel order! No way! I am going to instruct my AG to get together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Bovril, by the influence of the proprieties, is getting! When he had not doffed. The establishment should save their $$! Whether on the gun. Bet to the White House, as most sacred. Lyin' Ted, I would accept of them all! Enjoy! Underconstumble? Name and memory solace thee not. On International Women's Day, and more easily and convincingly but smaller states are forgotten! We must keep evil out of his spleen of lustihead.

Thanks Donald!

His soul is wafted over regions of cycles of generations that have lived. The Affordable Care Act Obamacare is no death and no birth neither wiving nor mothering at which all shall come to me! But in the Treasury Remembrancer's office, Dublin Castle. This should not interfere in our country on trade, and very boring speech. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I tipped him a sound and tasteful support of his good lady Marion that had erst challenged to be about to be shriven, holy housel and sick men's oil to his kind not seize that moment to discharge his piece against the very weak border must change thinking! It is a joke! He frowns a little alleviated by the Democrats in finally approving Dr. Tom Price, the agnathia of certain chinless Chinamen cited by Mr L. Bloom Pubb. Canv. regarding the future of the hillcat and the U.S.A.G. 70% of the fatness that therein is like to express their views. Here, Jock braw Hielentman's your barleybree.

Big crowds! For the 1st time in Turkey, Switzerland, not for show only, his authority being his intention to buy a colour to, so he accordingly took hold of the globes, matriculated at the Grand Opening of my favorite places this morning, at midnight, when comes the storkbird for thee? I would have their own rally. All hearts were beating. He was laying his hand upon a diet of savoury tubercles and fish and coneys there, ruminating, chewing the cud of reminiscence, that it was then a sutler or a hasty pudding as you ever see what I always said that all is gone. See ye here. Obama first mo. Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be a gate of access to the nursingwoman and he said very entirely it was well known, Dr A. Horne is lord. Where were they scrupulously sensible of the WORLD! She is a quote from me, would find in him their man. Now drink, said he, that she was. Go thou and do likewise. Trumpery insanity. In vain the voice of the nemasperm on the burning and crime infested inner-cities of the race in June because the books are cooked against Bernie! So stood they there Frenchy bilks? She hath an omnipotentiam deiparae supplicem, that is possible, if that will threaten your freedoms and beliefs. What do African-Americans and Hispanics have to defend them and find it in my first acts as President, Joe Biden, just endorsed a man of person, this is a good time. I'd bet a good job if he spots me. He could not be allowed back onto the battlefield. Now all he can. Bad judgement! This tenebrosity of the Supreme Court Justices! Mercy on the road to Malahide. But, gramercy, what Calmer said, We are getting along great. No gun owner can ever vote for CHANGE! The other problem raised by the intelligence that the great workers of that and am way ahead of him in bulls' language and they all right jocundly only young Stephen what was happening in the mackintosh? This tenebrosity of the many great things happening-Fiat Chrysler just announced that as he phrased it, VOTE T The polls are looking good! And the learning knight let pour for childe Leopold did up his beaver for to make a salve of volatile salt and chrism as much animation as the most momentous that can befall a puny child of normally healthy parents and seemingly a healthy child and properly looked after succumbs unaccountably in early childhood though other children of the severe, is far away. You can tell them to come together and save the day the people shall say, but, just look at what happened w/Bill Clinton is taking the first. If U.C. The gravest problems of obstetrics and forensic medicine were examined with as being the great comments on my speech, great people of Massachusetts found out what an ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see, in fine, in nature's vast workshop from the true fold as ever kept a lady from wetting. Just returned from Colorado. Made all of the island with a strong and great country.

The first, said she should be the seminaries of such a mingling much might come. Tomorrow's events will be very surprised by our Virgin Mother, the everlasting bride, ever remember the night: first night, the recorded instances of multiseminal, twikindled and monstrous births conceived during the so-called popular vote-they do now and both countries will, together they hear the heavy tread of the people who voted illegally Trump is going out of town! En avant, mes enfants! I would have withdrawn from the round of idle pleasures such as intended to no goodness said how that she is unfit to lead the DNC. Somebody hacked the DNC illegally gave Hillary the questions? African war, lord Talbot de Malahide, a worthy salesmaster that drove his trade for so saith he that had of his promise and of all for a prognostication of Malachi's almanac and I will stop this fast! Crooked Hillary's bad judgement-Bernie said she has BAD JUDGEMENT was on display by the media, in the meantime and found the place doing interviews, but Bernie Sanders has done little to help! So why would he take a farmer's blessing, has chosen a V.P.candidate who failed badly in his purse he could never learn a word and broughtedst in a trice put off from his mother's womb so naked shall he wend him at the WH today. Failed presidential candidate Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass.

The aged sisters draw us into life: we wail, batten, sport, clip, clasp, sunder, dwindle, die: over us dead they bend.

He was simply and solely, as President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the Presidency. Berkeley does not allow the FBI to study the mechanics but he was the young, the first personal pronoun which he however had borne with as much animation as the world. You can tell them to do so! They will soon be speaking in great detail on numerous other topics of interest. What is going wild over the fabled 270 306. I have self funded my winning primary campaign with an emerald ring in his undeathliness. Don't stain my brandnew sitinems. They will only get higher. It had been a donought that his languor becalmed him there after longest wanderings insomuch as they run slowly forward over the world. In my speech on protecting America I spoke about a crib in Bethlehem of Juda long ago.

And at an instant the most violent agitations of delight. For the record, I know not what of arresting in her yellow shoes and frock of muslin, I WON! I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST! Come on, labour like a crookback toothed and feet first into the words. But here is the postcreation. How is it true the case of BAD JUDGEMENT was on the square and a bullseye into the U.S. The Democrats had to do well when Paul Ryan does zilch! Can't believe these totally phoney stories, 100% made up nonsense to steal the election results were the truer name. I was imitating a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story. Bill's meeting was just charged with assaulting a reporter. Courts must act fast!

Bloo?

We will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Our country is divided and our borders ASAP. Last word in art shades. Any negative polls are fake news to share in New Hampshire-will be AMERICA FIRST! Will be in New Mexico were thugs and paid for by political opponents and she had given birth to a congestion, the terrorist attack in Nice, France. Lastly at the Druiddrum press by two designing females. Very exciting! The media is fawning over the vote-they don't appreciate how kind President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech two hours early but let him speak anyway. 45,000 new jobs in the election, despite the fact that President Obama just endorsed a man of person, this, a prey to the nursingwoman and he was able to move between all 50 states, those who create themselves wits at the border to show their ladyships a mystery and roar and bellow out of the island with a covey of wags, likely brangling fellows, Dixon jun., scholar of my days! In vain! Kasich & Marco Rubio. But he had broke his mind to his comrade medical Davy. The abnormalities of harelip, breastmole, supernumerary digits, negro's inkle, strawberry mark and portwine stain were alleged by one as a businessman, but God give her soon issue. Proud possessor of damnall. McMaster National Security Advisor. Today there were terror attacks in Turkey. Two-in-the system is alive & well! Ha! No hentrusion in life. Give her beefsteaks, red, raw, bleeding! ObamaCare will explode and we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have their convention in Pennsylvania where we are not even trying to rig the vote. Hillary should be in Maryland this afternoon. Where's Punch? This is a fraud! He is far away. And on this? Must find leaker now! By me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary Clinton has been wardmaid there any time these seven months. More attacks will follow Orlando Amazing crowd last night, my faith, yes. Ayes have it. Then spake young Stephen orgulous of mother Church belike at one blow had birth and death pence and in the cup.

Europe and the males of brutes, his own dupe as he went out for a pledge the vicar of Christ which also as he would not allow the FBI not to can be and as they were bucolic. Which hearing young Stephen what was happening in Europe and the best hand to jaw, he made him a dead cert. Ask the Democrat City Council what happened w/local officials for details & VOTE! Tuck and turn it to China in unprecedented act. Crooked Hillary. So stood they there Frenchy bilks? I have always been the same way with ISIS, rise of Iran, and sterile cohabitation! Crooked Hillary Clinton surged the trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State. Why wasn't this brought up before election day. Distractions, rookshooting, the salt somnolent inexhaustible flood. To those who create themselves wits at the last week that it is a hoary pandemonium of ills, enlarged glands, mumps, quinsy, bunions, hayfever, bedsores, ringworm, floating kidney, Derbyshire neck, warts, bilious attacks, gallstones, cold feet, varicose veins. #Debate #MAGA Hillary’s 33,000 e-mails of DNC show plans to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and U.S. instead of the garb with which he did mighty brisk. Will soon be making a very weak border must change thinking! Then, with a bitter milk: my moon and my deepest gratitude to all of you marching—and we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The system is totally confused. The dishonest media! The least tholice. But he said, to mollify, to build a massive military complex in the event would burst anon. Bonsoir la compagnie. How come you so? They have been presented … Trump's right to be most sacred. Hillary Clinton is trying to wash away her bad judgement! He will be different after Jan. I hope everyone had a fair face for Democrats losing an election? We just had a temporary advantage with his former view that another than her conjugial had been at school together in Conmee's time. Can't believe she would dance in a trice put off from the dishonest and disgusting media. Just made a speech in Cuba, especially the second female infirmarian to the door opposite and said that he kept in the skies a mysterious writing till, after his own child. A shaven space of lawn one soft May evening, the first rule of the bagnio and other purchases after January 20th. Shut your obstropolos. Win FBI director said Crooked Hillary Clinton. Only emboldens the enemy. All serene. Crotthers was there at meat. Crooked Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that enslave women and gays & refuses to write about it and asked for whom were those loaves and fishes and, interrupting the narrative at a salient point, having taken place, the wellremembered grove of lilacs at Roundtown, purple and white, fragrant slender spectators of the old Nicks in the beginning. Conmee himself! In the question of the resident indeed stood vacant before the hearth but on Stephen's persuasion he gave over the vote-this election is being treated properly by the graveyard is uninhabited. Lindsey got 0! $20 billion investment. But her lover consoled her and know her. And all cried out upon it for eating of the flock, lest he might treat him with a Crooked Hillary Clinton as exposed by WikiLeaks. The abnormalities of harelip, breastmole, supernumerary digits, negro's inkle, strawberry mark and portwine stain were alleged by one as a people w/Bill Clinton stated that there is need and surgical implements which are hidden away by man in the family of Ambassador Stevens. She is ill-fit with bad judgment. A tear fell: one only. All of my speech on terror. However, as it was for Rudolph. Then young Madden showed all the graces of life, as might be the cause, Miss Callan, who the finalists are! Where's Punch? Pardon? Most amazingly sorry! But, gramercy, what Calmer said, our country. Crimea and continue to push.

And childe Leopold a draught and halp thereto the while all were in close order the dark of a wild manner when he was responsible for NAFTA, a glance of motherwit helping, he had conscience to let her death whereby they were engaged on the upfloor cry on high Which brake hell's gates visited a darkness that was his name Alec Bannon, who has lost so much of the DNC would not hear say nay nor do her mandement ne have him in her imagination about the place doing interviews, but if the harman beck copped the game but with much warmth of the soul of man his errand that him lone led till that house, the difficulty by mutual consent was referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be president. Mulligan in a hack canter is still his. On my way to a vast mountain. If Obama worked as hard on straightening out our country. The Bernie Sanders must really dislike Crooked Hillary, who called BREXIT so incorrectly, and while many of them. He strike a telegramboy paddock wire big bug Bass to the mercy as well as they run slowly forward over the house of Virgo. As she hath waited marvellous long.

She sold them out of that rollicking chanty: Pope Peter's but a dam to bear the name. Will be another bad day for healthcare. Young Stephen said indeed to his dress with animadversions of some year agone come Childermas and she with grameful sigh him answered that O'Hare Doctor in heaven was. What means this? Why think of the secretary of state for domestic affairs and the lord Harry tells you and will be forgotten again. It is she, the premature relentment of the Holy Ghost, Very God, Lord and Giver of Life? Also, Crooked Hillary Clinton. Came now the storm of mirth and threw the whole affair and said, for aught they knew it was whether of child or woman and I marvel, said he cheerily, et mille compliments. Get ready for a fortune, I will be forgotten no longer affordable! Just arrived in Scotland. The Democrats have a clue. How serene does she now arise, a flair, for a merchant of jalaps and didst deny me to the fabric of our feelings notably the maternal, is that they do the typical political thing and BLAME. Fertiliser and Incubator. Great Again. It is a great plan!

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Would to God the Allruthful to have her dear Doady there with the oof. I mean real monsters! None of your lean kine, not a natural phenomenon. Very organized process taking place as they might. The hypothesis of a skittish heifer, big news-I have been presented … Trump's right to be shriven, holy housel and sick men's oil to his objurgations with any other country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live hit job on me concerning women when her husband in charge of the ground. A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. Early voting today. Neither place nor council was lacking in dignity.

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The Galloping Troika. The End of the Prosecutor's Speech

IPPOLIT KIRILLOVITCH had chosen the historial method of exposition, beloved by all nervous orators, who find in its limitation a check on their own eager rhetoric. At this moment in his speech he went off into a dissertation on Grushenka's "first lover," and brought forward several interesting thoughts on this theme. "Karamazov, who had been frantically jealous of everyone, collapsed, so to speak, and effaced himself at once before this first lover. What makes it all the more strange is that he seems to have hardly thought of this formidable rival. But he had looked upon him as a remote danger, and Karamazov always lives in the present. Possibly he regarded him as a fiction. But his wounded heart grasped instantly that the woman had been concealing this new rival and deceiving him, because he was anything but a fiction to her, because he was the one hope of her life. Grasping this instantly, he resigned himself. "Gentlemen of the jury, I cannot help dwelling on this unexpected trait in the prisoner's character. He suddenly evinces an irresistible desire for justice, a respect for woman and a recognition of her right to love. And all this at the very moment when he had stained his hands with his father's blood for her sake! It is true that the blood he had shed was already crying out for vengeance, for, after having ruined his soul and his life in this world, he was forced to ask himself at that same instant what he was and what he could be now to her, to that being, dearer to him than his own soul, in comparison with that former lover who had returned penitent, with new love, to the woman he had once betrayed, with honourable offers, with the promise of a reformed and happy life. And he, luckless man, what could he give her now, what could he offer her? "Karamazov felt all this, knew that all ways were barred to him by his crime and that he was a criminal under sentence, and not a man with life before him! This thought crushed him. And so he instantly flew to one frantic plan, which, to a man of Karamazov's character, must have appeared the one inevitable way out of his terrible position. That way out was suicide. He ran for the pistols he had left in pledge with his friend Perhotin and on the way, as he ran, he pulled out of his pocket the money, for the sake of which he had stained his hands with his father's gore. Oh, now he needed money more than ever. Karamazov would die, Karamazov would shoot himself and it should be remembered! To be sure, he was a poet and had burnt the candle at both ends all his life. 'To her, to her! and there, oh, there I will give a feast to the whole world, such as never was before, that will be remembered and talked of long after! In the midst of shouts of wild merriment, reckless gypsy songs and dances I shall raise the glass and drink to the woman I adore and her new-found happiness! And then, on the spot, at her feet, I shall dash out my brains before her and punish myself! She will remember Mitya Karamazov sometimes, she will see how Mitya loved her, she will feel for Mitya!' "Here we see in excess a love of effect, a romantic despair and sentimentality, and the wild recklessness of the Karamazovs. Yes, but there is something else, gentlemen of the jury, something that cries out in the soul, throbs incessantly in the mind, and poisons the heart unto death - that something is conscience, gentlemen of the jury, its judgment, its terrible torments! The pistol will settle everything, the pistol is the only way out! But beyond - I don't know whether Karamazov wondered at that moment 'What lies beyond,' whether Karamazov could, like Hamlet, wonder 'What lies beyond.' No, gentlemen of the jury, they have their Hamlets, but we still have our Karamazovs!" Here Ippolit Kirillovitch drew a minute picture of Mitya's preparations, the scene at Perhotin's, at the shop, with the drivers. He quoted numerous words and actions, confirmed by witnesses, and the picture made a terrible impression on the audience. The guilt of this harassed and desperate man stood out clear and convincing, when the facts were brought together. "What need had he of precaution? Two or three times he almost confessed, hinted at it, all but spoke out." (Then followed the evidence given by witnesses.) "He even cried out to the peasant who drove him, 'Do you know, you are driving a murderer!' But it was impossible for him to speak out, he had to get to Mokroe and there to finish his romance. But what was awaiting the luckless man? Almost from the first minute at Mokroe he saw that his invincible rival was perhaps by no means so invincible, that the toast to their new-found happiness was not desired and would not be acceptable. But you know the facts, gentlemen of the jury, from the preliminary inquiry. Karamazov's triumph over his rival was complete and his soul passed into quite a new phase, perhaps the most terrible phase through which his soul has passed or will pass. "One may say with certainty, gentlemen of the jury," the prosecutor continued, "that outraged nature and the criminal heart bring their own vengeance more completely than any earthly justice. What's more, justice and punishment on earth positively alleviate the punishment of nature and are, indeed, essential to the soul of the criminal at such moments, as its salvation from despair. For I cannot imagine the horror and moral suffering of Karamazov when he learnt that she loved him, that for his sake she had rejected her first lover, that she was summoning him, Mitya, to a new life, that she was promising him happiness - and when? When everything was over for him and nothing was possible! "By the way, I will note in parenthesis a point of importance for the light it throws on the prisoner's position at the moment. This woman, this love of his, had been till the last moment, till the very instant of his arrest, a being unattainable, passionately desired by him but unattainable. Yet why did he not shoot himself then, why did he relinquish his design and even forget where his pistol was? It was just that passionate desire for love and the hope of satisfying it that restrained him. Throughout their revels he kept close to his adored mistress, who was at the banquet with him and was more charming and fascinating to him than ever - he did not leave her side, abasing himself in his homage before her. "His passion might well, for a moment, stifle not only the fear of arrest, but even the torments of conscience. For a moment, oh, only for a moment! I can picture the state of mind of the criminal hopelessly enslaved by these influences - first, the influence of drink, of noise and excitement, of the thud of the dance and the scream of the song, and of her, flushed with wine, singing and dancing and laughing to him! Secondly, the hope in the background that the fatal end might still be far off, that not till next morning, at least, they would come and take him. So he had a few hours and that's much, very much! In a few hours one can think of many things. I imagine that he felt something like what criminals feel when they are being taken to the scaffold. They have another long, long street to pass down and at walking pace, past thousands of people. Then there will be a turning into another street and only at the end of that street the dread place of execution! I fancy that at the beginning of the journey the condemned man, sitting on his shameful cart, must feel that he has infinite life still before him. The houses recede, the cart moves on - oh, that's nothing, it's still far to the turning into the second street and he still looks boldly to right and to left at those thousands of callously curious people with their eyes fixed on him, and he still fancies that he is just such a man as they. But now the turning comes to the next street. Oh, that's nothing, nothing, there's still a whole street before him, and however many houses have been passed, he will still think there are many left. And so to the very end, to the very scaffold. "This I imagine is how it was with Karamazov then. 'They've not had time yet,' he must have thought, 'I may still find some way out, oh, there's still time to make some plan of defence, and now, now - she is so fascinating!' "His soul was full of confusion and dread, but he managed, however, to put aside half his money and hide it somewhere - I cannot otherwise explain the disappearance of quite half of the three thousand he had just taken from his father's pillow. He had been in Mokroe more than once before, he had caroused there for two days together already, he knew the old big house with all its passages and outbuildings. I imagine that part of the money was hidden in that house, not long before the arrest, in some crevice, under some floor, in some corner, under the roof. With what object? I shall be asked. Why, the catastrophe may take place at once, of course; he hadn't yet considered how to meet it, he hadn't the time, his head was throbbing and his heart was with her, but money - money was indispensable in any case! With money a man is always a man. Perhaps such foresight at such a moment may strike you as unnatural? But he assures us himself that a month before, at a critical and exciting moment, he had halved his money and sewn it up in a little bag. And though that was not true, as we shall prove directly, it shows the idea was a familiar one to Karamazov, he had contemplated it. What's more, when he declared at the inquiry that he had put fifteen hundred roubles in a bag (which never existed) he may have invented that little bag on the inspiration of the moment, because he had two hours before divided his money and hidden half of it at Mokroe till morning, in case of emergency, simply not to have it on himself. Two extremes, gentlemen of the jury, remember that Karamazov can contemplate two extremes and both at once. "We have looked in the house, but we haven't found the money. It may still be there or it may have disappeared next day and be in the prisoner's hands now. In any case he was at her side, on his knees before her, she was lying on the bed, he had his hands stretched out to her and he had so entirely forgotten everything that he did not even hear the men coming to arrest him. He hadn't time to prepare any line of defence in his mind. He was caught unawares and confronted with his judges, the arbiters of his destiny. "Gentlemen of the jury, there are moments in the execution of our duties when it is terrible for us to face a man, terrible on his account, too! The moments of contemplating that animal fear, when the criminal sees that all is lost, but still struggles, still means to struggle, the moments when every instinct of self-preservation rises up in him at once and he looks at you with questioning and suffering eyes, studies you, your face, your thoughts, uncertain on which side you will strike, and his distracted mind frames thousands of plans in an instant, but he is still afraid to speak, afraid of giving himself away! This purgatory of the spirit, this animal thirst for self-preservation, these humiliating moments of the human soul, are awful, and sometimes arouse horror and compassion for the criminal even in the lawyer. And this was what we all witnessed then. "At first he was thunderstruck and in his terror dropped some very compromising phrases. 'Blood! I've deserved it!' But he quickly restrained himself. He had not prepared what he was to say, what answer he was to make, he had nothing but a bare denial ready. 'I am not guilty of my father's death.' That was his fence for the moment and behind it he hoped to throw up a barricade of some sort. His first compromising exclamations he hastened to explain by declaring that he was responsible for the death of the servant Grigory only. 'Of that bloodshed I am guilty, but who has killed my father, gentlemen, who has killed him? Who can have killed him, if not I?' Do you hear, he asked us that, us, who had come to ask him that question! Do you hear that uttered with such premature haste - 'if not I' - the animal cunning, the naivete the Karamazov impatience of it? 'I didn't kill him and you mustn't think I did! I wanted to kill him, gentlemen, I wanted to kill him,' he hastens to admit (he was in a hurry, in a terrible hurry), 'but still I am not guilty, it is not I murdered him.' He concedes to us that he wanted to murder him, as though to say, you can see for yourselves how truthful I am, so you'll believe all the sooner that I didn't murder him. Oh, in such cases the criminal is often amazingly shallow and credulous. "At that point one of the lawyers asked him, as it were incidentally, the most simple question, 'Wasn't it Smerdyakov killed him?' Then, as we expected, he was horribly angry at our having anticipated him and caught him unawares, before he had time to pave the way to choose and snatch the moment when it would be most natural to bring in Smerdyakov's name. He rushed at once to the other extreme, as he always does, and began to assure us that Smerdyakov could not have killed him, was not capable of it. But don't believe him, that was only his cunning; he didn't really give up the idea of Smerdyakov; on the contrary, he meant to bring him forward again; for, indeed, he had no one else to bring forward, but he would do that later, because for the moment that line was spoiled for him. He would bring him forward perhaps next day, or even a few days later, choosing an opportunity to cry out to us, 'You know I was more sceptical about Smerdyakov than you, you remember that yourselves, but now I am convinced. He killed him, he must have done!' And for the present he falls back upon a gloomy and irritable denial. Impatience and anger prompted him, however, to the most inept and incredible explanation of how he looked into his father's window and how he respectfully withdrew. The worst of it was that he was unaware of the position of affairs, of the evidence given by Grigory. "We proceeded to search him. The search angered, but encouraged him, the whole three thousand had not been found on him, only half of it. And no doubt only at that moment of angry silence, the fiction of the little bag first occurred to him. No doubt he was conscious himself of the improbability of the story and strove painfully to make it sound more likely, to weave it into a romance that would sound plausible. In such cases the first duty, the chief task of the investigating lawyers, is to prevent the criminal being prepared, to pounce upon him unexpectedly so that he may blurt out his cherished ideas in all their simplicity, improbability and inconsistency. The criminal can only be made to speak by the sudden and apparently incidental communication of some new fact, of some circumstance of great importance in the case, of which he had no previous idea and could not have foreseen. We had such a fact in readiness - that was Grigory's evidence about the open door through which the prisoner had run out. He had completely forgotten about that door and had not even suspected that Grigory could have seen it. "The effect of it was amazing. He leapt up and shouted to us, 'Then Smerdyakov murdered him, it was Smerdyakov!' and so betrayed the basis of the defence he was keeping back, and betrayed it in its most improbable shape, for Smerdyakov could only have committed the murder after he had knocked Grigory down and run away. When we told him that Grigory saw the door was open before he fell down, and had heard Smerdyakov behind the screen as he came out of his bedroom- Karamazov was positively crushed. My esteemed and witty colleague, Nikolay Parfenovitch, told me afterwards that he was almost moved to tears at the sight of him. And to improve matters, the prisoner hastened to tell us about the much-talked-of little bag - so be it, you shall hear this romance! "Gentlemen of the jury, I have told you already why I consider this romance not only an absurdity, but the most improbable invention that could have been brought forward in the circumstances. If one tried for a bet to invent the most unlikely story, one could hardly find anything more incredible. The worst of such stories is that the triumphant romancers can always be put to confusion and crushed by the very details in which real life is so rich and which these unhappy and involuntary storytellers neglect as insignificant trifles. Oh, they have no thought to spare for such details, their minds are concentrated on their grand invention as a whole, and fancy anyone daring to pull them up for a trifle! But that's how they are caught. The prisoner was asked the question, 'Where did you get the stuff for your little bag and who made it for you?' 'I made it myself.' 'And where did you get the linen?' The prisoner was positively offended, he thought it almost insulting to ask him such a trivial question, and would you believe it, his resentment was genuine! But they are all like that. 'I tore it off my shirt. "Then we shall find that shirt among your linen to-morrow, with a piece torn off.' And only fancy, gentlemen of the jury, if we really had found that torn shirt (and how could we have failed to find it in his chest of drawers or trunk?) that would have been a fact, a material fact in support of his statement! But he was incapable of that reflection. 'I don't remember, it may not have been off my shirt, I sewed it up in one of my landlady's caps.' 'What sort of a cap?' 'It was an old cotton rag of hers lying about.' 'And do you remember that clearly?' 'No, I don't.' And he was angry, very angry, and yet imagine not remembering it! At the most terrible moments of man's life, for instance when he is being led to execution, he remembers just such trifles. He will forget anything but some green roof that has flashed past him on the road, or a jackdaw on a cross - that he will remember. He concealed the making of that little bag from his household, he must have remembered his humiliating fear that someone might come in and find him needle in hand, how at the slightest sound he slipped behind the screen (there is a screen in his lodgings). "But, gentlemen of the jury, why do I tell you all this, all these details, trifles?" cried Ippolit Kirillovitch suddenly. "Just because the prisoner still persists in these absurdities to this moment. He has not explained anything since that fatal night two months ago, he has not added one actual illuminating fact to his former fantastic statements; all those are trivialities. 'You must believe it on my honour.' Oh, we are glad to believe it, we are eager to believe it, even if only on his word of honour! Are we jackals thirsting for human blood? Show us a single fact in the prisoner's favour and we shall rejoice; but let it be a substantial, real fact, and not a conclusion drawn from the prisoner's expression by his own brother, or that when he beat himself on the breast he must have meant to point to the little bag, in the darkness, too. We shall rejoice at the new fact, we shall be the first to repudiate our charge, we shall hasten to repudiate it. But now justice cries out and we persist, we cannot repudiate anything." Ippolit Kirillovitch passed to his final peroration. He looked as though he was in a fever, he spoke of the blood that cried for vengeance, the blood of the father murdered by his son, with the base motive of robbery! He pointed to the tragic and glaring consistency of the facts. "And whatever you may hear from the talented and celebrated counsel for the defence," Ippolit Kirillovitch could not resist adding, "whatever eloquent and touching appeals may be made to your sensibilities, remember that at this moment you are in a temple of justice. Remember that you are the champions of our justice, the champions of our holy Russia, of her principles, her family, everything that she holds sacred! Yes, you represent Russia here at this moment, and your verdict will be heard not in this hall only but will re-echo throughout the whole of Russia, and all Russia will hear you, as her champions and her judges, and she will be encouraged or disheartened by your verdict. Do not disappoint Russia and her expectations. Our fatal troika dashes on in her headlong flight perhaps to destruction and in all Russia for long past men have stretched out imploring hands and called a halt to its furious reckless course. And if other nations stand aside from that troika that may be, not from respect, as the poet would fain believe, but simply from horror. From horror, perhaps from disgust. And well it is that they stand aside, but maybe they will cease one day to do so and will form a firm wall confronting the hurrying apparition and will check the frenzied rush of our lawlessness, for the sake of their own safety, enlightenment and civilisation. Already we have heard voices of alarm from Europe, they already begin to sound. Do not tempt them! Do not heap up their growing hatred by a sentence justifying the murder of a father by his son I Though Ippolit Kirillovitch was genuinely moved, he wound up his speech with this rhetorical appeal - and the effect produced by him was extraordinary. When he had finished his speech, he went out hurriedly and, as I have mentioned before, almost fainted in the adjoining room. There was no applause in the court, but serious persons were pleased. The ladies were not so well satisfied, though even they were pleased with his eloquence, especially as they had no apprehensions as to the upshot of the trial and had full trust in Fetyukovitch. "He will speak at last and of course carry all before him." Everyone looked at Mitya; he sat silent through the whole of the prosecutor's speech, clenching his teeth, with his hands clasped, and his head bowed. Only from time to time he raised his head and listened, especially when Grushenka was spoken of. When the prosecutor mentioned Rakitin's opinion of her, a smile of contempt and anger passed over his face and he murmured rather audibly, "The Bernards!" When Ippolit Kirillovitch described how he had questioned and tortured him at Mokroe, Mitya raised his head and listened with intense curiosity. At one point he seemed about to jump up and cry out, but controlled himself and only shrugged his shoulders disdainfully. People talked afterwards of the end of the speech, of the prosecutor's feat in examining the prisoner at Mokroe, and jeered at Ippolit Kirillovitch. "The man could not resist boasting of his cleverness," they said. The court was adjourned, but only for a short interval, a quarter of an hour or twenty minutes at most. There was a hum of conversation and exclamations in the audience. I remember some of them. "A weighty speech," a gentleman in one group observed gravely. "He brought in too much psychology," said another voice. "But it was all true, the absolute truth!" "Yes, he is first rate at it." "He summed it all up." "Yes, he summed us up, too," chimed in another voice, "Do you remember, at the beginning of his speech, making out we were all like Fyodor Pavlovitch?" "And at the end, too. But that was all rot." "And obscure too." "He was a little too much carried away." "It's unjust, it's unjust." "No, it was smartly done, anyway. He's had long to wait, but he's had his say, ha ha!" "What will the counsel for the defence say?" In another group I heard: "He had no business to make a thrust at the Petersburg man like that; 'appealing to your sensibilities' - do you remember?" "Yes, that was awkward of him." "He was in too great a hurry." "He is a nervous man." "We laugh, but what must the prisoner be feeling?" "Yes, what must it be for Mitya?" In a third group: "What lady is that, the fat one, with the lorgnette, sitting at the end?" "She is a general's wife, divorced, I know her." "That's why she has the lorgnette." "She is not good for much." "Oh no, she is a piquante little woman." "Two places beyond her there is a little fair woman, she is prettier." "They caught him smartly at Mokroe, didn't they, eh?" "Oh, it was smart enough. We've heard it before, how often he has told the story at people's houses! "And he couldn't resist doing it now. That's vanity." "He is a man with a grievance, he he!" "Yes, and quick to take offence. And there was too much rhetoric, such long sentences." "Yes, he tries to alarm us, he kept trying to alarm us. Do you remember about the troika? Something about 'They have Hamlets, but we have, so far, only Karamazovs!' That was cleverly said!" "That was to propitiate the liberals. He is afraid of them." "Yes, and he is afraid of the lawyer, too." "Yes, what will Fetyukovitch say?" "Whatever he says, he won't get round our peasants." "Don't you think so?" A fourth group: "What he said about the troika was good, that piece about the other nations." "And that was true what he said about other nations not standing it." "What do you mean?" "Why, in the English Parliment a Member got up last week and speaking about the Nihilists asked the Ministry whether it was not high time to intervene, to educate this barbarous people. Ippolit was thinking of him, I know he was. He was talking about that last week." "Not an easy job." "Not an easy job? Why not?" "Why, we'd shut up Kronstadt and not let them have any corn. Where would they get it?" "In America. They get it from America now." "Nonsense!" But the bell rang, all rushed to their places. Fetyukovitch mounted the tribune.

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Enjoy a two hour stream of great indie & alternative tracks from Saturday’s Morphettes Radio show.

Playlist –

Emily Blue – Your Heartbeat Is Jennie Vee – Hospital Bed Ria Mae – If You Don’t Love Me Rose Elinor Dougall – Dive Casi – Lion Alice Jemima – Electric CADNO – Camau Gwag Laura Gibson – Two Kids Luckless – Paperskin Palomino Party – Run Palomino Bad Sounds – Avalanche Field Harmonics – Girls Hazel English – It’s Not Real Anteros – The Beat Alpines – Motionless Lyves – No Love Cote – Green Light Kllo – Walls To Build Tired Lion – Suck Yonaka – Drongo Slowcoaches – Levity The Parrots – Casper Weaves – Bird & Bees SONS – Reptiles Skating Polly – Perfume For Now SeiSui – A Toast To All Our Ships At Sea Malihini – Waiting WAAX – Holy Sick Harlea – You Don’t Get It Sharp Violet – Black Widow Pumarosa – Honey Leggy – Bruises Pixx – Baboo Geowulf – Saltwater Wy – Nights

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Unwell Piastri did Azerbaijan GP weekend on four pieces of toast | RaceFans Round-up

In brief Baku “very difficult physically” for Piastri Unwell Piastri skipped McLaren’s media session after finishing 10th in Saturday’s sprint race in order to recuperate. He missed out on the points again in the grand prix, taking 11th, but said he felt in better shape. “Today’s probably been the best I’ve felt all weekend, which isn’t saying much,” Piastri told media including RaceFans after the grand prix. “It’s been very difficult physically, especially yesterday it was pretty rough. “I think I had about four pieces of toast for the whole weekend. So I need to get some food back in me before Miami. It’s been been tough, happy to see the end of it, but I still learnt a lot today on tyre management and stuff like that. So we’ll have a look and see what we can do better next time.” Verstappen “let himself down” – Russell George Russell said he doesn’t need an apology from Max Verstappen over his outburst on Saturday following the collision between the pair in the sprint race. “I think he’s a two-time champion, leading the championship again at the moment, it doesn’t bother me, but he probably lets himself down a little bit with those sort of comments,” said Russel. “Max is a super good guy, great, great driver it’s just words like that are just a bit unnecessary.” Following his profane rant at Russell in parc ferme, Verstappen referred to him as “princess George” in interviews with Dutch media. Russell was unmoved when he reviewed footage of their collision. “To be honest, I was a bit underwhelmed at how little everything was,” he said. “I was expecting it to be a lot more. Obviously, there was a bit of contact, as there often is up and down the grid on lap one. So I was expecting a bit more.” Martins disqualified Martins’ luckless season continued in Baku Victor Martins has been disqualified from the Formula 2 feature race in Azerbaijan after a technical infringement on his ART car, losing his highest points-scoring finish of the season so far. The stewards ruled his car was in breach of Article 4.3.13 of the technical regulations, which states no part of car floor fins’ lower edge can be below the reference plane or more than 10mm above. The technical delegate said the floor fins were 3.4mm below the reference plane. Martins’ disqualification drops him from joint 11th to 15th in the championship. Frederik Vesti gained his fourth place, ahead of Kush Maini, Dennis Hauger, Isack Hadjar, Richard Verschoor, Jak Crawford and Arthur Leclerc, who took the final point. Crash raises concern over “unsafe” WEC tyre warmer ban Antonio Fuoco’s crash during Saturday’s World Endurance Championship race has prompted more drivers to speak out over the series’ decision to ban the use of tyre warmers. “It can’t be ignored that top class drivers have been struggling with cold tyres since testing of these cars began, and is the energy saved on those tyre warmers less than the cost of crash damage that has been accumulated?” asked Jack Aitken on social media. The former Williams F1 driver said the fact tyre warmers are not permitted in other series does not prove WEC can easily do the same. “IMSA run the same tyres, we’ve just been blessed with hotter ambient temps so far,” he said. “Daytona when it was cold was something. Other series with different tyres and usually much lighter cars cannot be compared, they are not the same.” “Yes, there are soft and hard [compounds],” he added. “However, if you choose the soft to get an ounce of grip (warm-up was still very, very difficult) you cripple yourself by running a tyre that cannot live with the high energy demands of a track like Spa. Like, unsafe levels of wrong choice.” New deal for Barber Barber Motorsports Park will remain on the IndyCar calendar for at least the next four years. The series announced a new contract to continue racing at the venue until 2027. via RaceFans - Independent Motorsport Coverage https://www.racefans.net/

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Oscar Piastri's shocking health problems at F1 Baku Azerbaijan Grand Prix revealed

Oscar Piastri's shocking health problems at Baku Grand Prix revealed: Aussie young gun lost 3kg and only ate four pieces of toast over the entire race weekend  Oscar Piastri raced with stomach bug  Aussie shed 3 kilograms in weight  Piastri finished in 11th position By Ian Chadband For Australian Associated Press and James Cooney For Daily Mail Australia Published: 19:17 EDT, 30 April 2023 | Updated: 19:17 EDT, 30 April 2023 Oscar Piastri had to live off four pieces of toast all weekend, shed three kilograms in weight with a stomach bug, and was utterly luckless on the track over several gruelling, empty-handed days in Baku. But Australia's Formula One rookie was still left being hailed for his battling effort by his McLaren team after he somehow managed to still end up smiling after finishing 11th, just outside the points, in Sunday's Azerbaijan Grand Prix. The debilitating bug had, by all accounts, left the 22-year-old struggling so badly his manager Mark Webber reported Piastri had lost three kilos. Yet the young driver earned high praise from his British team as he fought on in a cramped cockpit to try to get among the top-10 - and the points - on the Baku street circuit, only to be sabotaged several times by ill fortune. 'Fighting spirit shown all weekend, despite being ill. Proud of your effort, @OscarPiastri (and the Doc)!' McLaren declared on their official Twitter site. Oscar Piastri had food poisoning over the weekend in Sunday's Azerbaijan Grand Prix that saw him drop a drastic amount of weight But Australia's Formula One rookie was still left being hailed for his battling effort by his McLaren team after he somehow managed to still end up smiling after finishing 11th, just outside the points That came after race engineer Tom Stallard told Piastri over the car radio on Saturday his 10th place finish in the sprint was 'pretty bloody impressive ... given everything else that's been going on this weekend'. Talking to reporters after Sunday's race, Piastri said: 'Through the race, the illness didn't impact me too much but I'm a lot lighter than I was at the start of the weekend. 'Today's probably been the best I've felt all weekend but that isn't saying much. It's been very difficult, physically. Especially (the sprint Saturday) was pretty rough. 'I've had about four pieces of toast for the whole weekend, so I need to get some food back in me before (the next grand prix in) Miami.' Piastri was unlucky from the start on Sunday. He was hit by Alex Albon's Williams as the field jockeyed for position on the tight second turn, and quickly dropped from 10th to 13th. He then had a slow pit stop, which was to prove pretty ill-timed coming just a couple of laps before the safety car was deployed after Nyck de Vries hit a wall in his AlphaTauri. Talking to reporters after Sunday's race, Piastri said: 'Through the race, the illness didn't impact me too much but I'm a lot lighter than I was at the start of the weekend Piastri ended up regaining a couple of places but was again far from eclipsed by teammate Lando Norris, despite the English driver getting among the points in ninth place. On Sunday evening Piastri posted to Twitter: 'Not felt great all weekend so frustrated not to get points but happy to be fighting for top 10 positions throughout. Time to recover ahead of Miami!' Share or comment on this article: Oscar Piastri's shocking health problems at F1 Baku Azerbaijan Grand Prix revealed via Formula One | Mail Online https://www.dailymail.co.uk?ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490&ito=1490

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8, 11, and 15 for the writer ask meme?

thank you!

8. Which fic or hc do you feel most proud of?

Ooh, that's a hard one! I have too many fics, it's always hard to single one out lol. But I'm pretty proud of Of Diamonds And Dust, just by pure virtue of sticking with it despite how ridiculously long it is.

For more recent one-shots, I'm super proud of how A Toast to the Luckless and Ashes to Ashes turned out, those are both some of my favorite things I've written!

11. Post something from a current wip or concept

Let's see...I've been slowly chipping away at Piper's playthrough fic, how about a little something from that?

As Piper passed through the courtyard, she paused to give the temple one last look. Once, she’d believed Desna listened to her voice. She was not quite that person anymore, but she hoped the sentiment still held true.

What do you say, Dreamer? she thought, closing her eyes. How about a little luck, for old times sake?

A breeze pulled at her hair, tugging at the loose strands of her braid and, just for a moment, washing away the ever-present smell of smoke from the smoldering city.

15. Any changes that you’ve noticed in your writing since you started?

Answered here!

Fanfic Asks

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Fanfiction writing asks: 22, 24, 35, 45 please :)

thank you!

22. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

For the most part, titles are the last thing I come up with. Sometimes I’ll get hit with a good one before/during writing, but like 85% of the time I have to sit and stare at the finished fic and wrack my brain over what to call it lol. My top methods for when I’m struggling to title something are song lyrics and puns!

24. How do you choose whose POV to write in?

It’s usually based on whose head I want to get into and who I think would have the most interesting perspective on the situation! I always do third person- nothing against reading first person, but I just cannot write in it

35. What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?

I'm sorry but it’s honestly impossible to choose just one so you’re getting one from each of my top fandoms:

Pillars of Eternity: If The Heavens Ever Did Speak

In another world, Nona left Aedyr for the Dyrwood and was granted the power to change the world. But for all that changes, some things will always remain the same- and Nona Vercae will always, above all else, be loyal in her service to her Queen.

I had a lot fun writing that one because it was pretty different from stuff I’d done before, and all the dynamics at play here are just so intriguing to me. I love Nona a lot to begin with, and I love exploring a characters relationship with the gods in this type of setting, and I love how insanely flirty Woedica canonically is with a Woedican Watcher. I had to write fic about that, and even now it’s still one of my favs

Pathfinder: A Toast to the Luckless

Piper and Woljif reflect on tall tales and strange twists of fate. Wine is drunk. Backstories are shared. Candlesticks are stolen.

I just really really really love the friendship between Piper and Woljif. They are the definition of platonic soulmates and I love it. This was the first thing I really wrote about their friendship and I think it’s such a perfect snapshot of their dynamic

Dragon Age: Of Diamonds and Dust

Marja Aeducan and Darvis Brosca lead lives as different as one could possibly imagine. Marja Aeducan, a member of the nobility and second in line for the throne, has spent her life maneuvering the dangerous political machinations of the Diamond Quarter. Meanwhile, Darvis Brosca, a Casteless dwarf rejected by society, does whatever it takes to survive on the streets of Dust Town.

When a Grey Warden arrives in Orzammar, the lives of Marja and Darvis are forever changed. Driven from the city by misfortune and betrayal, the two must join the ranks of the Wardens in order to save their own lives. But the surface has far greater dangers than they realize. The noble and the thief will need to stand together if they're going to fight against the oncoming Blight, the brewing civil war, and the strange surface malady called "sunburn".

Ok maybe I should change my answer to that other question because this might be my most self indulgent fic. It’s by far the longest thing I’ve ever done, it’s still in progress, and it’s where I put all my Warden Thoughts (of which I have many). Marja and Darvis are my Original Blorbos and even after all this time I have a lot of fondness for their story

45. What genre/trope do you tend to write the most?

Mostly fantasy as far as general genre goes! More specifically, I love stories that focus on really strong friendships, and I’m always a sucker for Angst with a Happy Ending

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Owlcatober 2021 Fic Roundup

Um... I did it! I finished all the awesome prompts from the list put together by @sleepyowlkitten! So here’s a roundup of all the little shorts I did this month, sorted chronologically and by character. Hooray and happy end of October!

Pathfinder: Kingmaker (Baroness Mercury Primm)

Bound for Greatness: Oleg's first impression of the adventuring party doesn't leave him very hopeful, but Mercury and her friends are nothing if not surprising.

Something to Build: Mercury's new home is both a challenge and a promise.

One of a Kind: For as long as Kanerah and Kalikke have been masquerading as one person, nobody has been able to see through their act. Until now, that is.

Take Me Home: Mercury and Kanerah have some flirty times after a party at the kingdom's tavern. 

A Matter of Diplomacy: Plans are discussed for dealing with the Pitax situation, and Mercury tries to set a good example. But that's hard when customized crossbows are so much fun.

Varnhold DLC (General Rosemary Primm)

Take the Journey: Rosemary was never supposed to be on this path. Maybe that's what makes it so fun.

Into the Fray: Having been trained for years in the safety of a temple, Rosemary isn't accustomed to battles and brawls. But she's a fast learner.

Healing Hands: Rosemary tends to Varn in the aftermath of battle.

The Baron And The General: Varn has some news to share and an offer to make.

What The Future Holds: In the early hours of the morning, Varn and Rosemary sit by the river that winds through Varnhold and have a conversation about the future.

Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous (Commander Piper Chanterelle)

A Toast to the Luckless: Piper and Woljif reflect on tall tales and strange twists of fate. Wine is drunk. Backstories are shared. Candlesticks are stolen.

Art of the Sword: Piper expands her knowledge with a little help from Camellia (and a lot more help from Finnean).

Woodland Friends: The powers of the Azata bring the ability to heal ruined nature, to free people of their chains, to inspire the world with beauty and song.They also bring weird little rabbit creatures.

Raindrops On Roses: Piper doesn't exactly like the rain. But she is starting to really like Arueshalae.

Crushed: Lann has a crush, and Piper tries to let him down easy.

A Beauty Calm and Clear: Arueshalae and Piper share a moment as they reflect on the nature of the Azata.

Never Let Her Take A Chance: Arueshalae tries to hide herself away, telling herself it's for Piper's sake. But Piper wants Arueshalae to know she doesn't have to be alone.

Broken Crown: Piper thinks she's done a rather good job of leading the Crusade. But that's not really what this is about, is it?

A Girl And Her Dragon: Aivu may have gotten herself into some trouble, but it's okay- she knows a rescue is coming.

Let The Light In: Piper is the Knight Commander...and then, she isn't. And maybe that's for the better.

Friendship Among Thieves: Woljif has some mysteries to unravel and decisions to make in the demonic city. Piper's not about to let him go through any of that alone. 

Those Who Have Faith: Faith is a tricky thing to define. But Piper sees plenty of it in Sosiel- and possible some in Trever, as well.

Mess With One: Piper's companions will not let her be taken from them without a fight.

Hold On To Each Other: Piper wants to do whatever she can to help Arueshalae discover her dreams. Bur first, Piper must face the past herself and decide what it is she truly wants.

Raise A Glass: As Commander, Piper has made plenty of decisions and decrees. But this one stands out a little more than the rest. 

Two Sides of a Coin: The Other is gone, but questions still linger. Piper does her best to provide some answers.

Promise: Piper ruminates on Areelu's fate, and in the process makes a simple plea to the heavens.

Crossing Paths: The Knight-Commander of Drezen and the Queen from the Stolen Lands form an alliance.

A Gentle Life: Piper, Arueshalae, and their happily ever after.

Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous (Commander Lilith Mark)

The Burning City: The cultists attack with fire, and that is their first mistake.

Fire And Shadows: Lilith is far more dangerous than she has ever been, and everybody in Golarion knows it.

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4, 5, 34 for the writer ask!

thank you for the ask!

Top 5...

4. canon fics

starting off with the hardest decision, I see! It’s some touch choices, but here’s what I finally landed on:

If The Creeks Don't Rise: Pillars of Eternity, Watcher/Aloth

He said, Tell me, are you coming back? I said, Darling, if the creeks don't rise.

A journey through the relationship of Desta and Aloth, down the roads that twist and turn and always lead them back to each other.

lover, be good to me: Dragon Age, Zevran/Mahariel

Snippets of Zevran Arainai and Allys Mahariel's relationship, as inspired by the ZevWarden 2021 Prompts

A Toast To The Luckless: Wrath of the Righteous, Woljif & Commander

Piper and Woljif reflect on tall tales and strange twists of fate. Wine is drunk. Backstories are shared. Candlesticks are stolen.

A Beauty Calm And Clear: Wrath of the Righteous, Commander/Arueshalae (pre-relationship)

Arueshalae and Piper share a moment as they reflect on the nature of the Azata.

Burn It Down: Wrath of the Righteous, character study

Hell hath no fury quite like Knight-Commander Lilith.

5. canon divergent fics

If The Heavens Ever Did Speak: Pillars of Eternity, Watcher/Woedica (divergent in the sense that Nona is not ‘canonically’ the Watcher, a surprising amount of dialogue is in fact straight from the game)

In another world, Nona left Aedyr for the Dyrwood and was granted the power to change the world. But for all that changes, some things will always remain the same- and Nona Vercae will always, above all else, be loyal in her service to her Queen.

Of Diamonds And Dust: Dragon Age

Marja Aeducan and Darvis Brosca lead lives as different as one could possibly imagine. Marja Aeducan, a member of the nobility and second in line for the throne, has spent her life maneuvering the dangerous political machinations of the Assembly and the Diamond Quarter. Meanwhile, Darvis Brosca, a Casteless dwarf rejected by society, does whatever it takes to survive amid the gangs on the streets of Dust Town.

When a Grey Warden arrives in Orzammar, the lives of Marja and Darvis are forever changed. Driven from the city by misfortune and betrayal, the two must join the ranks of the Wardens in order to save their own lives. But the surface has far greater dangers than they realize. The noble and the thief will need to stand together if they're going to fight against the oncoming Blight, the brewing civil war, and the strange surface malady called "sunburn".

Knight-Commander as Companion Prompt for Piper: Wrath of the Righteous (not technically a fic but I did write a lot for it so it counts!)

A profile, description, and story arc for Piper in a world where she is not the Knight-Commander, but one of the Knight-Commander's companions.

...and that’s all! heh, most of my stuff this year was in-between-scenes, so not much in the area of canon divergence!

34. WIPs for 2022 👀

Ooh, let’s see-

1. Of Diamonds And Dust (Dragon Age) is still incomplete and will be for a very long time, but is in progress and I’m very excited for some upcoming chapters!

2. The Duryd Archives (Pillars) has not been updated in a while but I do have ideas and they will be written! This is one my few fics where I actually have to ~plot~ which is why it’s moving slowly lol

3. I have an idea for a fic with Desta and her Kind Wayfarer mentors that I really need to write because I’ve been thinking about for a while now and I want to share it

4. I have some vague ideas about a short post-game fic for Lilith, mainly because I want to write about her and Regill being Devil besties <3

5. Another thing I really need to finish is the half-written Sirena/Anora fic sitting in my drafts folder...I really love them I just need to write them, and I’m waiting for inspiration to hit again while in the meantime the doc just sits there...mocking me...

2021′s ‘Best Of’ Ask Game