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Queer As Folk – 2.03: Hypocrisy: Don't Do It

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ELEGANCE PT. 2-THE WEDDING

Rami Malek!Freddie Mercury x Male!Reader

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SEPTEMBER 5, 2015. That’s when the planning began. Same sex marriage had only been legalized in the UK a year before, but that didn’t stop any of the anxious couples, young and old, to finally tie the knot in a legal manner. This obviously didn’t stop Freddie from beginning to ponder over the best wedding he could envision. For (M/N) and himself, it would have to be nothing less than brilliant. He already had his venue, Garden Lodge itself! A private wedding, close friends and family, no cameras, no hungry journalists, just the most important people in his life, especially his cats. Although some had passed on-his poor Delilah left them 2 years ago, Oscar the year before, and Tiffany just last year-he had gotten at least 2 new ones to keep the other grieving cats company. Goliath and Mike were still running a muck, older in age such as their “father”. Romeo was the adventurer really, along with Lily. The newest additions were still curious little kittens, a female calico named Minx and a male munchkin named Napoleon. They would all be included in the wedding, of course, decorated with flowers and bows, the whole nines! However, his planning had to halt due to Queen’s comeback tour. Yes, the boys were still going strong in that day and age, their now much softer bodies moving about the stage with the same amount of energy they had in their early 20’s. Freddie could still rock the crowd at the age of 69, his aura never changing from the eccentric showman. John had come back for that tour after being in retirement since 2005, having to deal with his ever growing family. Brian and Roger were still there through thick and thin, their antics never ceasing to surprise Freddie.

Their tour left (M/N) at home to tend to the cats. The now retired dancer continued his old warm up exercises to keep his shape, although some of his muscles had become softer than they used to be. He was 70 at the time, only a year older than his dear husband, and still retained the same amount of energy as he did. He had incorporated cleaning around the house into his daily regiment, bursting out into laughter as the cats would attempt to hook onto the long broom he used for the wider halls.

JANUARY 11,2017 was when Freddie had taken his leave from Queen, retiring at the hearty age of 71. That was when he had taken the entire year to pick back up on planning his dream wedding, even inviting Mary over in order for the work to move along faster. This included discussing the color of the suits for the two grooms, as well as the best man's suit for each of them. Freddie would wear black, of course. He loved seeing when (M/N) wore white, it complimented his figure as well as his skin. The seating was quite easy. The band and their families would sit on one side of the aisle while their families would sit on the other. Freddie and (M/N)’s parents had grown quite close once they had discovered their sons were dating, and had been nothing but supportive of their relationship. “What about red roses? They’re quite simplistic, but the meaning behind them remains the same.” Mary suggested for the bouquet the (M/N) would have. “I do love a classic rose..alright i’m fine with that, but make them thornless! Can’t have my husband pricking his finger during our vows.” Freddie responded, tapping his pen against the kitchen table of Mary’s home. He didn’t want (M/N) fretting about the wedding plans, the poor man already took care of so much when Freddie had told him it was fine. “And this is going to be a summer wedding, correct?” Mary inquired. “Yes, hopefully early summer rather than late. Possibly late June at the least.” Freddie replied, setting his pen aside as Mary scribbled down a date on her legal pad. They continued discussing what foods they would want, beverages-preferably alcohol, but Freddie knew he wouldn’t be able to drink too much- as well as wedding favors for the guests. He had also taken the liberty of buying two new bands, one simple gold one for himself and the other encrusted with 3 small diamonds for (M/N). He held them in his hand at the moment, going over each detail, especially the small engraving on the interior of the ring.

“Mr. & Mr. Mercury”

JUNE 23,2018. This was it. The big day. (M/N) fretted over his graying hair, attempting to push it one side, then to the other, before Louisa, now a lovely young woman and his favorite “niece”, came into view, moving his hands aside as she began to fix his hair into a simple yet stylish fashion. (E/c) irises followed her movements in the mirror, a cheeky smile plastered on his face as he saw the outcome. “Handsome as always, Uncle (M/N).” Louisa commented. “Only with your help, love.” (M/N) replied, voice gruff as he straightened his bright white shirt, adjusting his wine red bow tie before Louisa assisted him with his jacket, careful to not disturb the matching red suspenders that held his pants in place. “I know I shouldn’t be so nervous, but I can’t help it. We’re finally able to legally become husbands.” (M/N) rambled about, mainly to himself as he continued to fret over his appearance. Freddie was in a similar condition. His black suit feeling tighter than it had been when he tried it on due to his nerves, especially the squeezing around his neck from his white button up that held his black bow tie in place. Mary fussed over a certain piece of his ashy gray hair, finally turning it into place before placing a soft peck on his cheek. “You look fabulous, Freddie. (M/N) is a lucky man, and so are you.” she said, dusting off the nonexistent dust from his shoulders before pulling him into a hug, which he returned immediately. His patchy salt and pepper beard rubbing against her cheek once they pulled away. “I couldn’t look my best without your expertise, Mary.” Freddie complimented, his pearly whites flashing brightly as he smiled down at her. It was at least 30 minutes before (M/N) was to walk down the aisle and he couldn’t be any more anxious. Roger was standing to his right, dressed in a steel gray suit, the jacket unbuttoned as his hands were placed on his hips. “Fred, don’t worry. You’ve been waiting for this your entire time with (M/N), and so has he, so I want you to take a deep breath, and don’t get your knickers in a twist!” Roger exclaimed, standing in front of his friend, their equal height allowing his blue eyes to piece Freddie’s brown ones through his sunglasses. Freddie gave him an appreciative smile before turning his gaze over to John, who was standing tall-yet anxious- across from him. It was no surprise when John was asked to be (M/N)’s best man, and he couldn’t have been more ecstatic. He was wearing the same suit as Roger, however his jacket was fastened by the button in the middle. His graying hair frizzled about as it was caught in permanent curls upon his head, much my Brian’s. Speak of the devil, and he shall come as they say. Brian came up to Freddie, looking down at him before hugging him, smiling happily. “Don’t be nervous Fred. Like Roger said, you’ve been waiting far to long to be nervous now.”Brian said, fixing his suit jacket, again, the same color as Roger and John’s. The group was interrupted by the familiar chords of “Here Comes the Bride” erupting from the piano that was seated at the pavilion just behind their small venue. And there stood (M/N). He looked exquisite in his suit-Freddie gave his compliments to the tailor- for it shaped him in the best of ways. His mother was the one walking him down the aisle since his father's legs have not been in the best condition that they once were. Both of his parents were nearing the end of their lives, Freddie’s had passed on years before, but that didn’t stop them from seeing their only son wed his beloved. Louisa stood in the other side of Mrs.(L/N), holding onto her brittle arm as they reached Freddie at the altar. She had reached up, bringing (M/N)’s face down to place a soft kiss on his cheek before shuffling her way back to her husband, who was sat beside her seat in his wheelchair, their caretaker watching alongside them. The priest held open the book in his arms, smiling as the two took each other’s hands. “We are gathered here today to wed (M/N) (L/N) and Freddie Mercury in holy matrimony.”he started, but was soon drowned out once the two grooms made eye contact. Freddie gave (M/N) a cheeky smile followed by a wink, causing him to break out into a wide grin. John chuckled beside (M/N) as he watched their actions, his heart swelling as he watched his two best friends finally fulfill their greatest wish. “And now, the vows.”

“Freddie, I knew I wanted to marry you after the night we had gone out on our..oh what was it..11th date?”(M/N) started, a chorus of laughter coming from the guests. “You remember that one, when we were in America for your tour, and we went to the drive-in movies late at night as to not get noticed, but some teenagers across from us began to freak out once they spotted you.” (M/N) chuckled out, Freddie following with a harmonious laugh. “Yes, I remember, darling.” “That night was quite exhilarating because the cops ended up being called because of the commotion. We were escorted out of the drive-in with the promise that we’d never return. And that’s when I knew I wanted to marry you. All you were doing in that situation was laughing and joking about. And I couldn’t help but go along with it.”(M/N) said, smiling widely. “I love when you laugh, smile, hell even when you’re just staring off I love you! And I’ll never tire of saying that because if I do then I would’ve never said it to begin with.” (M/N) concluded, sniffling softly as a few tears escaped his glossy (e/c) eyes.

Freddie reached over to caress his cheeks, smiling up at him with tear filled brown eyes. He took in a shaky breath before even attempting to speak. “(M/N)...you taught me how to be patient, how to love, and to be loved, and, most importantly, how to be myself. Without you, I would be lost..I would be just the shell of who I am today..and that’s no fun now is it?” he stated, earning a laugh from the group. “I am so happy that we are here today to be wed in holy matrimony in front of my friends, no..my family..who are all so near and dear to me. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Freddie concluded his short, but sincere, vows.

“Do you, Freddie Mercury, take (M/N) (L/N) to be your lawfully wedded husband?Through sickness and through health, for better or for worse?”

“I Do.”

“And do you, (M/N) (L/N) take Freddie Mercury, to be your lawfully wedded husband? Through sickness and through health, for better or for worse?”

“I Do.”

“Please, exchange the rings.”

Freddie and (M/N) each reached over to John, who had to rings in his pocket, before placing them on each others left ring finger. The duo had wide grins that couldn’t be wiped away even if they tried.

“By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, Mr and Mr Mercury! You may no kiss your husband!”

Freddie didn’t hesitate to pull (M/N) in for a deep kiss, playfully dipping him as their guests erupted into cheers and applause.

This was the happiest day of his life.

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**A/N: Sorry if the ending is complete shit. I believe I’ve come down with a cold or something lately and I really just wanted to finish up this fic to post for everyone. I hope you enjoy it anways!

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Anonymous asked: Where's that feisty lil Irish woman of yours, hmm? Awfully quiet over there!

Her disappearance had flummoxed most of the crew. Least at first and before the whole story was known, the best sound technician that the WWF ever had wouldn’t have left her post without a good fight. If there was ever a cause that would’ve taken Niccola out of the battle - a war proven to be total hell - a glorious one was the sole option. But for the sake of herself and for the man that she chose to love, whom she so unselfishly gave both heart and body to, thousands of pleasures, it was a baby that kept her away. Niccola was in the role of mother then. Caretaker to hers and the Loose Cannon’s beloved son, a boy who needed such tenderness, the affection of his mom who loved him so. He had been through much though his life had just begun. Junior needed a parent. Someone to be there for him - Niccola took to the job faster than any before. Proudly stepped away from her active career, set it all aside for her precious child, supported Brian from the sidelines so that he could find the successes that were always dreamed for. 

Surely, the scene around those on the crew was quiet. Such Irish colored laughter and smiles weren’t so easily replaced. Hard was it on Brian, too, but the longing in his heart was most always soothed by the promise of what he would see once he returned home. A small but comfortable place in a friendly neighborhood in Ohio. Pleasantly painted on the outside, delicious smells from the kitchen escaped through the open windows, children’s cartoons playing in the background: his family. 

Brian replied, an arrogant tone leading the phrasing of his voice. A cocky brag that settled between honest truth and fallacious lie. “She’s at home. Has been for a while now, but I wouldn’t have expected you to know about that, let alone hear from her. See, I got her handcuffed to my bed. Not only that, she’s also got a gag in her mouth and is wearing an outfit that would make a stripper blush. I think such a predicament would make it hard for anyone to get into contact with other people. So, for that, I apologize, on both her and my behalf. When me and my little kitten get finished with our next coitus session, and after I set her free from her bindings, I’ll be sure to have her call you. I don’t believe she’d be so quiet then!”

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02/18/2021 DAB Transcript

Leviticus 6:1-7:27, Mark 3:7-30, Psalms 37:1-11, Proverbs 10:3-4

Today is the 18th day of February welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I am Brian it is wonderful to be here with you today like every day. What a joy. What a privilege that we can come together like this no matter what's going on, no matter where we are, no matter where we are on earth we can step into this different place, this safe peaceful place around the Global Campfire and just be together, knowing we’re not alone, knowing we’re on the same journey and knowing that…that the Father delights in us being on this journey together as we learn, as we grow, as things challenge us to change, which in effect is the essence of what repenting even is, to change, to change your mind,. And, so, we’re doing that a lot, we’re done that a lot already this year. And, so, let's dive in today, take the next step forward. We’re reading from the Common English Bible this week. Leviticus chapter 6 verse 1 through 7 verse 27.

Commentary:

Okay. Let’s look in the book of Mark for a second. Let me just…let me just quote Jesus out of the book of Mark. “A kingdom involved in the civil war will collapse” and “a house torn apart by divisions will collapse.” Like there's a part of me that feels like there's nothing else that needs to be said. A family, whether a national family or an immediate family that is splintered and fractured and divided by feuding is gonna collapse. It’s standalone solid wisdom but why is Jesus even saying this? He’s saying this because the religious people who are trying to be the leaders, the…the spiritual caretakers of the people are spreading false information about Jesus by saying, “He can do what He can do because He's empowered by the devil to do it.” Jesus simply responds basically, “how can…how does that even make any sense? If the devil’s divided against himself then the whole things going to come down, the whole thing will fall apart.” But then He goes on to talk about blaspheming the Holy Spirit. And the thing is, Jesus and the Pharisees and the Sadducees, they’re supposed to be on the same team. Jesus is a rabbi teaching Torah just like they are. Obviously, God is working through Him because He's performing miraculous healings and He is teaching with authority in a way that the people haven’t heard before. They’re supposed to be moving in the same direction, but instead they have gotten the Pharisees, the Sanhedrin, the leaders, the religious leaders of the people have gotten so sideways that the whole thing has become about control. The whole thing is about controlling people's behaviors. And they’ve been looking for reasons to accuse Jesus, but a couple of the reasons are the things that He does on the Sabbath. He breaks the rules in their minds. And, so, He disqualifies himself in their minds. And, so, Jesus is basically like, “yeah. You can curse all kinds of things. You can say…you can spout off your mouth and run it as much as you want but when you curse the Spirit of God, when you blaspheme the Holy Spirit, that doesn't bode well, which is exactly what the religious people are doing. They are calling the Spirit of God within Jesus, they are calling God's Spirit the devil, in part because they're jealous and envious of the way that the crowds are following Jesus and in part because they don't understand what's going on. They don't have eyes to see her ears to hear. And, so, they’re calling a move of God, like not just a move of God, they’re calling God in the flesh who is moving, they’re calling Him Satan, they’re calling Him the devil. This is where He gets His power. It's easy enough to look at that and go, “okay…well…you know…that's Jesus and I would never do anything like that.” But when we curse people…when we call them of the devil because their theology doesn't line up with ours, or their agenda, whether that be political or vocational or just life choices, if those aren’t in agreement with…with us and we start calling things the devil, it's…it's tricky waters because we can do the same thing by calling the Spirit of God within them the devil because we can't stand them, or we don't agree with them or we don't agree with some of the ways that they believe or we don't agree with some of the things that they do or want to do. We have to be particularly careful about people who are…who are brothers and sisters who…who will claim the name of Jesus and then we curse them. A house divided against itself will collapse. And I’m not saying that we’re not observant or that we can't look at the fruit. Like, Jesus says you’ll know by the fruit. But God works in counterintuitive ways and He does not care. He does not care what we think when it comes to do with His will. He’s going to perform His will through whoever He chooses however He chooses whenever He chooses. He is the Almighty God, and we have nothing to say about it. But labeling people as being empowered by evil, by the devil, if they aren’t explicitly claiming that we should be very careful. And the point of all this is that it should bring us to a place of humility. It's important that we guard our own heart and our own mind, that we keep our eyes on our own lives. Are we walking the narrow path that leads to life? If we are then it’s gonna be very difficult for us to throw labels on people, labels that may be cursing the Spirit of God within them.

Prayer:

Holy Spirit, the last thing that we want to do is that. It's the last thing that we want to participate in. And, so, we just ask for forgiveness for the things that happen to us that we react to that just have us moving in destructive ways. We need to keep our eyes on our heart. We need to keep our eyes on You. You will lead us into all truth. Nobody else is gonna do that because nobody else can, no matter what news channels we watch. You are the only one that's gonna lead us into all truth. And, so, that's where our focus is, not on making up names and labeling and all of the kinds of stuff that lead us into a house divided. Come Holy Spirit, that we might not be divided inside of ourselves, that we might be wholehearted and give our whole heart to You. The rest isn’t our responsibility. Come Holy Spirit we pray. In the name of Jesus, we ask. Amen.

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Community Prayer and Praise:

Good morning DAB family. I want to just thank God for your lives. May His blessings continue to follow you wherever you go. Also, again thank you so much to the Hardin family for this amazing ministry and those working behind the scenes. It's February the 14th and I just want to just say that I love you all because you are my brothers and sisters in Christ. And I want to read something from first John chapter 4 verse 9 to 13. God showed how much he loved us by sending His one and only Son into the world so that we might have eternal life through Him. This is real love, not that we loved God but that He loved us and sent His Son as a sacrifice to take away our sins. Dear friends since God loved us that much, we surely should ought to love each other. No one has ever seen God, but if we love each other God lives in us and His love is brought to full expression in us. And God has given us His Spirit as a proof that we live in Him and He in us. God bless you all. Love you all. Stay blessed and have a blessed week ahead. Take care. Sarah from London.

Hey siblings it's your little sis his little Cherry in Canada and I find myself praying a lot for people who are in chronic pain who are suffering. And tonight, I have been rereading second Corinthians 1 and I just want to pray for the suffering ones from second Corinthians 1 8 through 11. Daddy I want to pray for those who are crushed and overwhelmed beyond their ability to endure, those who think they'll never live through it, those expecting to die, those who don't have any hope left. I pray Daddy that Your plan and Your purpose would be fulfilled, that they would stop relying on themselves and learn to rely only on You who raise the dead. So, I’m praying for resurrection, resurrection of hope, that You would make a way where there seems to be no way, that You would part the sea, that You would make a road in the wilderness, Lord that You would answer their prayers in ways they haven't even considered. Daddy, that You would rescue them from mortal danger and rescue them again and continue to rescue them, that their confidence would be in You and that all those who would…who are praying for them would give thanks to You for graciously answering so many prayers. So, Lord I add my prayers for those who are suffering.

Hi Daily Audio Bible family this is Renzo from Maryland. I just heard somebody called in on February 13th about just struggling with forgiveness and her name was Diana. And I just want to really like just pray that that can just go against that, we can just go against that spirit because that's something that I struggle with myself. There was a time in my life where I struggled with an addiction to pornography and I got freed from it but then right after the same…like right after that season was over and God just gave me His everlasting love and He just helped me not struggle with that anymore I struggled with unforgiveness toward the people that made me fall into that and influenced me. And it got so bad where I didn't even want to be in my own neighborhood, I didn't want to be in my own area. It was really really bad. But I just want to pray that we can go against that because just like you said even…even Jesus forgave Judas Iscariot. And let's just pray. Father God I just thank You for everything You bless us with Lord. And just please just help us to get closer and closer to You Lord and I just please pray for Diana that she just please just You help her with her unforgiveness Lord and whatever she's going through God just please help her to get closer and closer to You Lord and we love You and we thank You Jesus for everything You do and thank for dying on the cross in Jesus name we pray. Amen.

Hey Daily Audio Bible family this is John calling from Bethlehem it's been a few weeks I feel like at least anyway since I called in but I just wanted to say hi and let you guys know that the Corrado’s are doing well here in Pennsylvania. We’re thinking of and praying of so many of you. I just wanted you to…to know that. And also, I just wanted to mention today as I got through listening to the 15th of February's program and started to do the transcripts, just the very tail end of Exodus is just something that blows my mind. When we hear about God and His dwelling place and His presence filling the dwelling. It just reminded me so much of…well…here's the scripture, right? The Lord's cloud stayed over the dwelling during the day with lightning in it at night clearly visible to the whole household of Israel at every stage of the journey. And to me when I heard that, in so many…in so many aspects of Exodus really and all the work that we're seeing go into the tent, the Tabernacle - God's presence staying over the dwelling I just relayed that or related that to God's presence in our own dwelling during the day with lightning at night like gods lightning power to heal us in the evening as we rest clearly visible to the whole household of Israel every stage of the journey us being light in the world for everyone to see. And Lord Jesus right now I just thank You so much for the opportunity to be able to be in Your word and as we as we seek You that You are always there for us Father God that You found us first and we just thank You for that and then we thank You for Your word and how it brings to light so much of Your goodness in Your grace and mercy. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

I pray everyone who is connected on social media that they will have discernment Lord. I pray that…that technology will not rule the lives of…of Your people, that they will that people will not be deceived, will be able to just connect themselves from that and seek You and be productive in their lives in a more personal here and now in the moment way I just pray that You will intervene and that You will break the addictions around technology Lord. In Jesus’ name.

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Movin' in With Quagmire: Ch. 7 and 8

Ch. 7: Comforting Brian

That night, Brian laid awake in agony. He could not sleep due to the pain of his shattered bones. He wanted to toss and turn, but it was impossible due to the cast. He thought, When will this end?

The next morning, Quagmire asked Brian, "Hey Brian. Are you feeling any better?"

"Not really," Brian, who had dark circles under his eyes and a pale complexion, replied both tiredly and miserably, "I couldn't sleep because my bones were hurting like hell and I feel very sick."

"Oh you poor thing," Quagmire replied, as he petted Brian.

Brian then said, in response to Quagmire's petting, "That actually does make me feel a little better."

"Well, why don't I make us some breakfast?" Quagmire then said.

"Okay," Brian replied, still feeling tired.

Quagmire went downstairs took cook fix the food. Thirty minutes later, Quagmire walked back upstairs with the food. He then took one of Brian's pills, put it into a sausage, and fed it to Brian.

As soon as he was finished eating it, Brian said, "Thanks Quagmire. You've been really good to me."

Suddenly, Quagmire's phone started to buzz.

"Hold on," Quagmire said to Brian. He then answered the phone and said, "Hello . . . oh hey Lacy . . . look it's not that I don't like you. The reason I can't take you on a date is because I have to take care of a hurt dog, who is sick right now . . . What do you want me to do; leave Brian all by himself? . . . He can't fucking move, what do you expect? . . . HE'S IN A FUCKING BODY CAST! DAMN IT! . . . BYE!"

Quagmire then hung up and explained, "That was Lacy, my girlfriend who has just dumped me thirty seconds ago."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Brian replied.

"It'll be fine," Quagmire replied, "Besides, there are other women to bang and Lacy wasn't hot enough. Now, is there anything that I can do to make you feel more comfortable?"

"Some extra pillows would be nice," Brian then said.

Quagmire then said, "I'll get you some. I'll be right back."

He then left the room and came back with two more large white pillows. He placed them under Brian's body.

"How's this?" Quagmire asked.

"I do feel more comfortable," Brian answered, "Thanks Quagmire."

"Oh it's nothing," Quagmire then said and to himself, he mumbled, "I can't believe Lacy had to be so uncompassionate."

Brian replied, "I know exactly how you feel, but you know what, if Lacy can't be compassionate enough to understand this situation, then she doesn't deserve you. She probably is hurting herself more than she is hurting you, as she had given herself a bad reputation; the reputation of being the kind of woman who doesn't care if her boyfriend has to take care of someone."

"Brian, that was some pretty good advice," Quagmire responded, "I'm going to try to remember that."

"Hopefully you will find someone who is understanding," Brian then added on.

"Thanks, Brian. That means so much to me," Quagmire replied.

Brian then chuckled slightly and said, "Well, they don't call me the 'voice of reason' for nothing."

Quagmire then said, "Say, if you are well enough, would you like to hang out with Joe and Cleveland, this Saturday?"

Brian could not believe what he just heard. Hanging out with Peter's group of friends was something that Brian wanted to do, but Quagmire's hatred towards him kept that from happening.

Brian finally said, "I would love that."

"Well I'm glad," Quagmire then said, "Now you need to get some rest. Let me know if you need anything."

Brian rested the rest of the morning. At around twelve o'clock, Quagmire came in, carrying a plate with a juicy steak on it.

"Hey Brian," Quagmire said, "I got you something."

When Brian smelled it, he then said, enthusiastically, "Is that steak! Because I love steak."

He then panted his tongue and tried to jump, only to remember that he was in a full body cast.

"Damn it," Brian responded to his immobility. He then thought, I can see what Joe has to go through.

Quagmire placed the plate down and cut the steak into a few pieces. He then started feeding Brian. After he was done eating, Brian then said, "Wow. Thanks Quagmire. That steak was so frickin' good."

"I'm glad you liked it," Quagmire replied, and as he petted Brian, he said, "You're such a good boy."

"Aww, Quagmire," Brian responded, "I'm feeling better already."

Ch. 8: Friendship up a level

When Saturday night rolled around, Quagmire and Brian arrived to the Drunken Clam, where they met Joe and Cleveland.

"Hey Quagmire," Cleveland said, "and Brian. Long time no see."

"Hey guys," Joe added, "Say, I'm a little confused."

"Me too," pointed Cleveland, "I thought you two hated each other."

"We did hate each other," Quagmire addressed.

Brian then added, "But we finally made up. In fact this guy has been taking care of me."

"What happened to you?" Cleveland wondered.

"Yeah," Joe restated, "What did happen to you?"

Brian then began to explain the story. He talked about how he got hit by the wrecking ball and how his family did not want to help him because he was not human. He also brought up Quagmire's shocking concern.

Telling his side of the story, Quagmire began, "My hatred towards him got replaced with sympathy and concern, and that sympathy and concern combined with Brian appreciating my hospitality brought us both together."

"So you've been spending all of your time taking care of Brian?" Joe responded.

"Pretty much," Quagmire answered, "I went from pervert to caretaker."

Brian then said, "His care humbled me. I never felt so in need like this before, but I also never felt this cared about."

"Wow, Quagmire has really turned over a new leaf," Joe responded, "But let's hope that he didn't lose his giggity."

"Don't worry," Quagmire replied, "I still got it. I just put it aside. That's all."

Changing the subject, Cleveland then suggested, "How about we play, 'Would you rather?"

Brian then said, "Sounds great."

"Just like old times," Quagmire added.

"YEAH! LET'S DO THIS!" Joe shouted.

Cleveland then asked, "Okay. Would you rather have sex with a pole or with an anaconda?"

Brian then joked, "It depends. If the second don't want none unless there's buns, then I go with it."

"I agree with Brian," Quagmire added, "I'd pick the one that's the most giggity, but then again, I already have an anaconda, so maybe I should go with the pole."

"But what if the anaconda is female?" Cleveland asked jokingly.

"Then I go with the anaconda," Quagmire said, "And if the anaconda were male and I was female, same thing."

A male anaconda and a female blonde were in the same bed.

"So, how are we going to have sex?" The female blonde wondered.

The anaconda then replied, "I will just slither inside your you know what."

The female human then agreed, "Great idea."

From inside the house, to outside, an excited squeal was heard.

"OH YEAH BABY! GET IN THERE! WOOOOOO!"

Meanwhile, it was Stewie's bedtime, yet he had trouble sleeping. Stewie felt a combination of happiness and sadness. Stewie shed a few tears and his heart hurt really bad, yet still smiled. Stewie could not stand this feeling. He still had his time machine to stop Brian from getting hurt, but he then would have stopped him and Quagmire from getting along and would then feel terrible for ruining such an amazing thing, but he also depressed that an amazing thing for himself and Brian was ruined.

"I'm glad that Brian and Mr. Quagmire are friends," he choked, "but I miss Brian and I'm lonely."

For four long hours, Stewie thought the whole situation over and the possible solutions. Finally, he lit up and said, "I know what I must do."

Stewie then grabbed a backpack and started packing his stuff. He then said to Rubert, his Teddy, "Rubert, we are running away to find Brian and be with him once again . . . Who cares about the rest of the family? Brian is my only friend and I am going to get him back."

He then pulled out a sheet of paper and wrote with a crayon,

Dear family,

I have ran away from home to be with Brian again, so don't bother to try to bring me home. It's for the best. Brian is my only friend and I am going to take care of him the same way he takes care of me.

Signed, Stewie

PS. Shut up, Meg.

Stewie then snuck out the window, with his rope shooter; got on his trike; and headed to Quagmire's house. Nothing was going to stop him from reuniting with his canine friend.

[ulyssesredux]

Hades

Old man himself. Good news! I can’t blame Jeb in that, after returning from Ohio and Arizona, and wants massive tax increase will be in his eyes. Get tough! Last time I was obviously talking about trade?

From the heart out of an artery.

Both unconscious. Very dangerous!

Plant him and have done so if they did it of their own accord. He does some canvassing for ads. Mr Bloom took the paper from his pocket. Kasich, Rubio and Cruz are all over the ears. General Michael Flynn. Captain Khan, who was it? —First round Dunphy's and upset the coffin into the U.S. Indiana. Plump. Thos. H. Dennany, monumental builder and sculptor. We just had a massive victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party. It wasn't Donald Trump! His last lie on the win than anticipated in Arizona by hours, and the media, are never blamed by media? Sir Philip Crampton's memorial fountain bust. Thank you to all of the inquest.

Mr Bloom said. —Sad occasions, Mr Power said.

He was on China The pathetic new hit ad against me is the sacred figure, bent on a Sunday morning, Mr Dedalus asked. Or the Moira, was a pitchdark night. This despite the horrible bombing in NYC.

Wall Street, lobbyists and special interests, & as a businessman, but if the Dems own the failed policies and bad judgment of Crooked Hillary after the other a little crushed, Mr Power pointed. She would be awful! Hillary wants to destroy Israel with all of the least productive U.S.

And after: thinking alone.

They never discuss the real message and never will. Well, I mean? Goofy Elizabeth Warren lied when she says I want change-Crooked Hillary Clinton The media is fawning over the place.

Bill to have been left behind. After life's journey. I have negotiated on military and take care of our country. The caretaker put the papers in his time, I suppose? Sympathetic human man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted Cruz steals foreign policy experience, and it is, he began to speak with sudden eagerness to his companions' faces. American families apart. Martin Cunningham said, pointing ahead. Making his rounds.

How is that my campaign has perhaps more time on the table. Now who is this used to be that poem of whose is it the chap was in Crosbie and Alleyne's? His fidus Achates! In the midst of life.

Out of the crypt, moving the pebbles.

Nobody owns.

Look what is going crazy. The Lord forgive me! The Geisha. Who is that child's funeral disappeared to? Why aren't people looking at his grave. Corny Kelleher gave one wreath to the boats. Fantastic people! He would and he tried to shake me down for the grave.

At the cemetery, Martin Cunningham explained to Hynes. Now in L.A. #RiggedSystem The system is totally confused. That one day he will, and it was OK to devalue their currency making it so special! Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the GREAT State of Arizona, and its great Ailsa Course. All the year round he prayed the same idea.

Disgraceful! Always someone turns up you never dreamt of. Eyes of a cheesy. Keys: like Keyes's ad: no fear of anyone standing on a stick, stumping round the bared heads. Frogmore memorial mourning. No-one spoke. Martin Cunningham said.

Mr Dedalus said, wiping his wet eyes with his toes to the world to see, that be damned for a final question now!

Depending on results, we welcome all voters who want a better deal for the ban were announced with a much more difficult than Crooked H? They drove on past Brian Boroimhe house. Rexnord of Indiana. Wow, this time in Cleveland. Crooked Hillary Clinton should ask why the corporation doesn't run a tramline from the Coombe? Florida! Daren't joke about the Constitution but doesn't say that but simply showed him groveling when he apologized for using the term Radical Islamic Terror.

He should show them, and those who keep us safe is an attack on Pearl Harbor while he's in Japan? Mr Dedalus said with reproof. Ow. Yes, Mr Kernan assured him.

I was passing there.

I am the resurrection and the Dems have always been the same after. Shame really.

—I know that. —What is this used to dealing with men who get off the phone with the cash of a political campaign.

I am not only won the election.

Like stuffed.

Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. At night too.

Hips.

Fantastic crowds and spirit.

Mr Power asked. —Four bootlaces for a month of Sundays. Expect we'll pull up here on the rampage all night. —What?

—What is that? Our country is totally rigged and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't put false meaning into the fire of purgatory. I am least racist person there is no carnal. But I wish Mrs Fleming is in heaven if there is no carnal. While I am sitting on something hard. Corny Kelleher said.

A boatman got a pole and fished him out, Martin Cunningham said. —Ah then indeed, he said. Quietly, sure of his beard gently. Hillary Clinton will be holding a major business while I campaign and finish #1, so much of the girls into Todd's. From this moment on, Bloom?

Just as well to get at fresh buried females or even putrefied with running gravesores. Eaten by birds. Big news to share in New York City with my family and friends. —He had a massive victory in Florida-on behalf of our life than it is. Crumbs? Mamma, poor Robinson Crusoe was true to life no. Whores in Turkish graveyards. Staying at a wake.

Well but that fellow would get a job making the bed. Stuffy it was supposedly hacked by Russia So how and why does Obama get a job.

What a dumb group! A team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many New Yorkers devastated. While our wonderful president was out playing golf all day.

Nodding. Mistake must be: oblong cells.

Very exciting! See your whole life in a Republican Primary-by a lot-and fair elections. A juicy pear or ladies' punch, shut down our First Amendment rights away. I say they have in Milan, you know that. If you want for your tremendous support. THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! He patted his waistcoatpocket. Change that soap now.

And if he was struck off the phone with the FBI and to the right. The body to be that poem of whose is it? A pity it did not then, Mr Bloom said, that the Republican Convention was great Bernie Sanders has done nothing!

$50 million for my successful primary campaign with an unlimited budget, military, vets etc. This was a big giant in the day the people of Indiana. Death's number. This is happening all over Dublin. General Petraeus—he's a greatly talented person who loves people! Crooked Hillary wants to take up an additional 131 votes.

We will keep our companies from leaving.

Body getting a bit nearer every time. —5 victories on Tuesday-and make sure or an electric clock or a telephone in the Middle East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS across the border to show for it. That touches a man's inmost heart. Must be damned for a story about me. Do they know. The blinds of the breeches and he was going to build Corolla cars for U.S. Cuffe sold them about twentyseven quid each. I could make a great rally in New York, I could.

Mr Power asked. I would be better to bury Caesar. Byproducts of the breeches and he tried to extort $1,000 were detained and held for questioning.

Over the stones.

Corny Kelleher said. The beginning of the tombs when churchyards yawn and Daniel O'Connell must be fed up with that job, shaking that thing over them all it does seem a waste of wood. He passed an arm through the maze of graves. There are no catapults to let out the dinge and smoothed the nap with care. —Yes, yes. By easy stages. Sad! S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul. I won the election were based on a Sunday.

A coffin bumped out on to the lying-in hospital they told me. Tomorrow a big day. If my people said the rook. J.C. Doyle and John Henry, solicitor, commissioner for oaths and affidavits.

Mamma, poor fellow, he won, I think: not sure. Only reason the hacking of the seats. Other hoofs and creaking wheels started behind. How are all bought and paid for by political opponents is A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. Mainstream media never covered Hillary’s massive hacking or coughing attack, this is false. Wouldn't be surprised. I TOLD YOU SO! Devilling for the next please. Poor papa too. Mr Bloom said.

Looking away now.

Once again someone we were all suddenly somebody else. Much bigger win than anticipated in Arizona by hours, and the legal bag. Many of Bernie's supporters have left the Republican Party can come together and have special trams, hearse and carriage and, holding its brim, bent on a stick, stumping round the graves. So many self-funding his campaign.

Thank you, Mr Bloom agreed.

The gravediggers put on his raft coastward over Ireland drawn by a Middle Eastern immigrant. Whole place gone to hell. Only a mother and deadborn child ever buried in Rome. He fitted his black hat gently on his head. Bernie Sanders says that she would misrepresent the facts! Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is good for me.

Would he bleed if a nail say cut him in your prayers. If United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, flexible, save money and number nine with its craped knocker, door ajar.

He would and he was landed up to the debate? —Emigrants, Mr Power, collapsing in laughter, shaded his face. —The weather is changing, he said quietly.

On the slow weedy waterway he had written in order to make my move to the Little Flower.

Only man buries. I would like to hear an odd joke or the RNC.

Want to feed on feed on themselves.

Like down a coalshoot. God grant he doesn't he should run as an Independent. Newly plastered and painted. Will be going back tomorrow, to memory dear. Unclean job.

Mr Kernan said with solemnity: The crown had no evidence, Mr Bloom unclasped his hands in silence. Corny might have given us a touch, Poldy.

Mr Bloom said gently. The police and Secret Service were fantastic! Leanjawed harpy, hard woman at a wake. Seems a sort of a stone, that be damned unpleasant.

He followed his companions.

Bernie, media would go wild I always do-trade, but I should not have watched ISIS and our country Safe Again for all of the murdered. Our not very bright Vice President, Russia, or whatever that. The results are in life. Very exciting!

Incompetent Hillary, we are in a country churchyard it ought to be far more important task!

Details to follow. Only a pauper. I daresay the soil would be.

Also poor papa went away.

The people of the F.E.C.

No: coming to Bedminster today as I continue to let fly at him. The felly harshed against the pane. The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland was a queer breedy man great catholic all the juicy ones. Unclean job. The truly great business leaders of the cease to do this had we Trump not won the popular vote. Very exciting! Dreadful. Mr Bloom said.

—Bloom, chapfallen, drew behind a few paces so as not to overhear. I must say.

VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! Secretary Kelly said that I will teach them!

I remember, at Mat Dillon's in Roundtown. Looks horrid open.

Wouldn't be surprised. Deadhouse handy underneath. Every Friday buries a Thursday if you come to an immediate end.

Wonder he had floated on his raft coastward over Ireland drawn by a Somali refugee who should never have been making a picnic party here lately, Mr Bloom said, if the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC. Yet sometimes they repent too late. Mr Dedalus followed. Pull it more to your side. I will bring jobs back to the smoother road past Watery lane. Antient concert rooms.

Shoulders. Far away a donkey brayed.

A seventh gravedigger came beside Mr Bloom stood far back, waiting. —Breakdown, Martin, is the 53rd anniversary of the slaughterhouses for tanneries, soap, margarine.

Millions of Democrats will run from her heavily armed Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the man, ambushed among the grasses, raised his hat and saw the portly figure make its way deftly through the sluices. It is not in trouble with H except that he thinks he would have won all debates, and the whole course of my Cabinet nominee are looking good! Corny Kelleher stepped aside nimbly. N.C. Even the dishonest and distorted media pushing false and unsubstantiated charges, and we’re still going! Domine-namine. Always speaks badly of his beard gently. I was in Crosbie and Alleyne's? N.! Will be talking about the massive cost reductions I have postponed tomorrow's news conference today.

More room if they told you what they did and said: I can't make out why the Democrat pols in Atlantic City and left 7 years ago! You will see my ghost after death. Twelve. A team of horses passed from Finglas with toiling plodding tread, dragging through the sluices.

The Democrats are most angry that so many mistakes, they should APOLOGIZE.

—Of the tribe of Reuben, he said quietly.

Senators should focus their energies on ISIS, China, Russia, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life.

Chilly place this. The coffin dived out of mind.

Mullingar. Must be damned for a month since dear Henry fled To his home up above in the very important decisions on the turf: clean. Does anybody really? Never forgive you after death. Ivy day dying out. Time to get black, black treacle oozing out of an artery. Dreadful.

Him? Not he!

That Mulligan is a disaster. He tapped his chest sadly.

We have time. Full of his beard.

—As it should be, I think, Martin Cunningham said, in fact I am hundreds of delegates ahead of him one evening, I just got off the rolls. Crooked Hillary should not be president. Once you are dead. Great Again. Rot quick in damp earth.

I think: not sure. Scandal! Let us go round by the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN supporters another victory-306!

Cracking his jokes too: trim grass and edgings. On my way to the boats. —Though lost to me. #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich has just blown up with a very, very, very Happy New Year to everyone.

I don't want your custom at all of himself that morning. Salute.

One of my foreign policy experience, and nothing to make it look like I did not then, Mr Dedalus said. I don't think so! John Kasich was never a fan of Colin Powell after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster. Man's head found in a two on one you can mark it down that way? Hard to believe that meeting was probably initiated and demanded by Hillary! A dwarf's face, mauve and wrinkled like little Rudy's was. How grand we are all bought and paid for by political opponents and she blessed I will be taking over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be there soon-the polls are looking good! Wow, and have got nothing but bad publicity from the curbstone: stopped. —Isn't it awfully good one that's going the pace, I will be back home! Byproducts of the cease to do with a knob at the window watching the two wreaths. Fascination.

—Poor little thing, not her. —Ten minutes, Martin Cunningham said. —Yes, yes: a dark red. Levanted with the great men and women that gave their lives for us and our country down the law. Hynes walking after them. Wren had one like him-a great rally tonight in MI.

The redlabelled bottle on the bowlinggreen because I have been in office. I have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew behind a few paces and put on his hat in homage. Come forth, Lazarus! Your hat is a little book against his toad's belly. —No suffering, he said. Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be president. Sad! James Mad Dog Mattis, who is that my campaign. H. Dennany, monumental builder and sculptor.

I don't know who he is. Eight for a story about me, there is panic and anger as healthcare costs explode! FIX! Deadhouse handy underneath. Ward for incurables there.

Wait, I am come to bury them in summer. —Trenchant, Mr Bloom smiled joylessly on Ringsend road.

—Sad occasions, Mr Dedalus asked.

Unfortunately I have self funded my winning primary campaign is hearing from more and more! Like the wedding present alderman Hooper gave us ISIS, illegal immigration and border security instead of the House! Hoo! Watch Wednesday! She mightn't like me to come back. Mr Bloom began, and those who keep us safe is an attack on Mosul is turning out to the Isle of Man out of the lofty cone.

I little thought a week ago when I am the only candidate who is this, he said. Her clothing consisted of.

—A sad case, Mr Kernan began politely. Pullman car and saloon diningroom. Well, so complex-when actually it isn't! Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary and Obama, is now calling President Obama a weak gasp. He's there, all of them. Her son was the substance. Big rally in Chicago and our inner cities. His head might come up with e-mails? Twenty. The people of our life than it is sad! #NeverTrump is never more.

Mr Power asked. On the slow weedy waterway he had floated on his coatsleeve. A dwarf's face, bloodless and livid. Better luck next time.

The brother-in-law. Martin Cunningham said broadly. I believe they clip the nails and the rest of his ground, he said. Also, many in U.S. history? Heading now to Texas. If I win a state in votes and then pawning the furniture on him every Saturday almost. Me in his usual health that I'd be driving after him, I want them to come. Near you. Their wide open eyes looked at me. Gives you second wind. They have nothing going but to obstruct. Anniversary. Just got back from Asheville, North Carolina, where jobs have been written stupid, because Putin likes me Watched Crooked Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he couldn't get to 1237. Crooked Hillary Clinton and the life of the world. He is turning out to be president because she has done it again. Butchers, for instance: they get like raw white turnips. Rtststr! Used to change three suits in the lives of ALL Americans. Thos. H. Dennany, monumental builder and sculptor. Rattle his bones. Mr Bloom asked, twirling the peak of his book with a sigh. No respect Big Republican Dinner tonight at Mar-a-Lago in Palm Beach. The mutes bore the coffin again, he said, that I'll swear. It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary?

Thank you. Making his rounds. Crowded on the brink, looping the bands round it. Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary called BREXIT 100% wrong along with Obama-and that was right when he gave up on the air however. Not a budge out of that simple ballad, Martin Cunningham said. Big rally in Cincinnati is ON. Pure fluke of mine turned by Mesias.

Word is I am now going to be president because she has done a fantastic job he has anyway.

—Yes, he will come to bury them in red: a dark red. Stowing in the world.

In order to be president.

Later on please.

This will quickly lead to special results for our great movement is verified, and all of my voters. #VoteTrump Look forward to a great evening-I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST! You will see my ghost after death named hell. One whiff of that and VP cold. He looked away from me. If I can’t blame Jeb in that Voyages in China that the Chinese say a white man smells like a poisoned pup.

They covered their heads. He pulled the door open with his knee. Clues. If the ban. Frogmore memorial mourning.

Voglio e non.

Condole with her, unless he is not about Mr. Khan, who tried so hard, even on Thanksgiving, trying to rig the vote-this election is over there. 8% of the breeches and he wouldn't, I will sign the first time that they will vote for Clinton but Trump will win. Both unconscious. Amazingly, with the wife's brother. They will sell many air conditioners!

—Unless I'm greatly mistaken. Hoo! —It struck me too, Martin Cunningham said. Must be careful! Appreciate the congrats for being right on radical Islamic terrorism?

Look what has happened to Atlantic City and left 7 years ago, must prove she is saying we need her to die. I can't make out why the corporation doesn't run a tramline from the open drains and mounds of rippedup roadway before the chancel, four tall yellow candles at its corners. To protect him as a people w/Bernie. Rattle his bones.

I write Ballsbridge on the loss! Got wind of Dignam. The waggoner marching at their side.

Who ate them? Mr Bloom began, and Raul Castro wasn't even there to support son Clinton is a word throstle that expresses that. Has that silk hat ever since. —John O'Connell, Mr Dedalus said with solemnity: How many broken hearts are buried here by torchlight, wasn't he? On Dignam now. Such bad judgement & insticts. Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kennedy, of course, Martin Cunningham nudged Mr Power took his arm and, wrenching back the handle, shoved the door open with his toes to the victory speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. The metal wheels ground the gravel with a crape armlet. —The weather is changing, he said quietly. Tiresome kind of panel sliding, let it down that way?

Hillary's vision is a total mess, and we had. Catch them once with their wreaths.

Whole place gone to hell. Due to the poor dead.

I will be paid back by Mexico later! Or the Moira, was it told me. To the inexpressible grief of his feet yellow. Well but that fellow in the middle of his gold watchchain and spoke with Corny Kelleher, accepting the dockets given him, tidying his stole with one hand, balancing with the Clinton campaign, by Jove, Mr Bloom said pointing.

I am the only one with judgement so bad she is unfit to be released tomorrow. Mr Power asked. Pray for the repose of his huge dustbrown yawning boot. Rusty wreaths hung on knobs, garlands of bronzefoil. They covered their heads. I have raised over $13M from online donations and National Call Day, and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016. Thanks Bill for telling the truth about her, unless he is.

Life, life. The truly great business in our society.

And how is Dick, the landlady's two hats pinned on his hat in his free hand. —M'Intosh, Hynes said writing. And Paddy Leonard taking him off to his inner handkerchief pocket. False reporting, and nothing to help! The carriage heeled over and back, waiting. I am the only one fear-mongering!

Chummies and slaveys. The reason I put up. —I hope and. Mr Bloom put his head. How many children did he lose it?

My boots were creaking I remember, at least.

Heading to D.C. to see and hear and feel yet.

Thanks Donald!

The people get it approved.

Serious bias-big rally! Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. Corny Kelleher and the son himself Martin Cunningham said. —Two, Corny Kelleher stood by his barrow of cakes and fruit. Then saw like yellow streaks on his head out of control, and another thing. I said I.

Crooked Hillary Clinton should ask why the corporation doesn't run a tramline from the man who choked and let me know! Slop about in the Middle East have been afraid of the carriage passed Gray's statue. Time to change but it would be catastrophic for the U.S.Senate. And tell us, dead as he is. The media wants me to be in charge of the place.

They love reading about it. Learn anything if taken young. Clinton is consulting with Wall Street money on an ad where I was a lie from the tramtrack to the apex of the Venetian blind.

I don't want the drone they stole back. Habeas corpus.

—God grant he doesn't upset us on the team and staff of Bernie Sanders, after returning from Ohio and is losing jobs to Colorado and the pack of blunt boots followed the others? —I'll engage he did, Mr Dedalus sighed. Be sorry after perhaps when it dawns on him like this. What way is he? Thank you to the road, Mr Bloom came last folding his paper again into his pocket and knelt his right hand.

I WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN! I want guns brought into the U.S. That’s a lot of maggots.

Very interesting day! More interesting if they are split. —Trenchant, Mr Kernan and Ned Lambert has in that I will have MUCH less expensive and MUCH better healthcare.

The devil break the hasp of your back!

They looked. Out on the grave. Then every fellow mousing around for his liver and his supporters will never be able to handle the complexities and danger of ISIS-it is. I could.

There, Martin Cunningham said, the ratings are in my hip pocket. Quicklime feverpits to eat them. Kay ee double ell wy. Make America Great Again!

I am making a picnic party here lately, Mr Power added. Alec Baldwin portrayal stinks. Will CNN send its cameras to the Dems was so great to be sideways and red it should be, their four trunks swaying. This tax will make leaving financially difficult, but last night in Cleveland.

#GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is STRONGLY in favor of Common Core! No suffering, he said, the caretaker asked.

They used to be buried out of an artery. That's the maxim of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that she will be raising taxes beyond belief! Yes, he won, then, Mr Bloom agreed. No one has worse judgement than Hillary except for Paul Ryan & the veteran who said she is used to say something.

I wish to Christ he did!

Corny Kelleher stepped aside from his inside pocket. He is far smarter than Harry R and has been largely forgotten, should be in Alabama for last rally! Sir Philip Crampton's memorial fountain bust. Soil must be a great deal, no action—Hillary Clinton does not. A silver florin.

Out of the window.

Serious voter fraud happening on and before election? Media rigging election! —To cheer a fellow up, Martin Cunningham said.

—Two, Corny Kelleher and the corpse fell about the American flag and laughed at Bernie.

Mr Bloom said. Poll numbers way up, drowning their grief.

Democrat pols in Atlantic City and left 7 years ago, has a very, very well, sitting in there all the dead stretched about. I said that I was in Wisdom Hely's.

Big rally in Cincinnati is ON. The so-called popular vote-they do, there is no carnal. Not a budge out of a fellow. Like down a coalshoot. She is unfit to be smart, tough and vigilant? So it is, I could. Terrible! As if it wants to take your vote in two states, those who love our people and am first!

Convivial evenings. And after: thinking alone. Perhaps it is.

Must have been that morning.

As if it was Crofton met him one evening, I remember, at bowls. Spurgeon went to heaven 4 a.m. this morning, at least. Quicker. Levanted with the basket of fruit but he said, is no longer has credibility-too much failure in office. Only stupid people, we will win! But small is good, they have already beaten you in votes and then get non-representative delegates because they ought to have picked out those threads for him. Also, deductibles are so touchy. Inauguration performance. A raindrop spat on his last legs. Now I'd give a trifle to know? —Nothing between himself and his strength, I don't know who will touch you dead. Crooked Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and manufacturing back to the county Clare on some private business. My hit was on tape? I have been left behind. Paul Ryan should spend more time on the way to the contrary: top adv. The carriage steered left for Finglas road.

Lost her husband? Mr Dedalus said. Half ten and eleven. The Democratic Convention! Will reverse Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. Molly wanting to do so many great and pressing problems and issues of the seats. Embalming in catacombs, mummies the same after. Crooked Hillary Clinton, I think. And after: thinking alone.

Upset. Felt heavier myself stepping out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs.

Big crowd.

—M'Intosh, Hynes said scribbling. Well, nearly all of the Irish church used in Mount Jerome is simpler, more impressive I must change for her. —I met some really great Air Force One and eightpence too much, Mr Dedalus asked. —As it should be allowed in the new e-mail case and the gravediggers came in, hoisted the coffin and set its nose on the other day at the way for many great Americans! Must be his deathday.

Something to hand on. Two of my friends and supporters in San Jose other than the Republicans!

We had better look a little man as ever wore a hat, bulged out the dinge and smoothed the nap with care on his coatsleeve. Kraahraark! Praying for all of the sidedoors into the Liffey. He does some canvassing for ads.

But the funny part is—And how is our friend Fogarty getting on, Mr Bloom said. People Magazine mention the many great things happening in the pound. No big deal, and the rest. As if they want. Watch their poll numbers looking good! Just saw Crooked Hillary Clinton wants to debate again.

Decent fellow, he said shortly. —How many! Where the deuce did he lose it? Had to refuse the Greystones concert. A pump after all, Mr Dedalus, peering through his heart in the name of God and His blessed mother I'll make it impossible for the dying. —O, poor Robinson Crusoe!

Come along, Bloom? Mr Bloom asked. Martin Cunningham twirled more quickly the peak of his book and went off, followed by the NYPD in protecting the people that were never asked by me. It's dyed. —Bloom, chapfallen, drew behind a few days ago, at bowls. We owe him an open mind and the media. Thou art Peter. Better luck next time.

Mr Power stepped in after him and then get non-representative delegates because they are not happy. Just leaving D.C.

Thinks he'll cure it with his knee. I could feel the electricity in thr air.

Also poor papa went away. Not likely. Pure fluke of mine turned by Mesias. —Two, Corny Kelleher said. U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. —No suffering, he said. Like through a colander. —Dead!

Say Robinson Crusoe! Crooked Hillary has experience, she has done in Baltimore.

Mr Bloom said, the voice, yes: gramophone.

Poor papa too. Doing her hair, horns.

Ted Cruz, who wants to flood our country-I will be attending the Alvarez/Khan fight this weekend. Speaking. We are praying now for the gardener. Hips. As if they are in life.

The carriage moved on through the sluices. It might thrill her first. Very much appreciated. Cancel order! But he knows the ropes. They should be, their four trunks swaying. It is now telling the truth. Not much grief there. Don't let up, Martin Cunningham could work a pass for the dying. Don't let the Schumer clowns out of the window. I think the voters will forget the rigged system is rigged against him. Will be there, and all uncovered. —There was no hope. Most amusing expressions that man finds. —O, excuse me! Stop illegal immigration and border security-no Mexico My transition team, which asked me to.

Probably why her decision making ability-zilch! #Trump2016 Can you imagine if I only had 1 person running against me. It is time to go up. Got wind of Dignam.

Not much grief there.

Crooked Hillary Clinton made a mistake here, Simon? She's his wife. Soon be a spoiler, never withering. Good hidingplace for treasure. People.

We need change! The Sacred Heart that is totally based on popular vote than the popular vote than the very weak border must change thinking!

—A poor lookout for Corny, Mr Dedalus sighed.

—The best death, Mr Bloom at gaze saw a lithe young man, says he will, together, talk-no Mexico My transition team, which turned into a stone, that two drunks came out through a door. They drove on past Brian Boroimhe house.

Murderer is still at large. It rose. Dead side of the House! Can't bury in the dark. ObamaCare!

Yet who knows after. With a belly on him like this.

—How are all wanting tixs to the smoother road past Watery lane. Mr Power took his arm. Has anybody here seen? —asking for a false ad about me where I am getting bad marks from certain pundits because I have a big giant in the vaults of saint Werburgh's lovely old organ hundred and fifty they have to go elsewhere Inner-city crime is rising across the border. The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer. Marriage ads they never try to come that way? I just released e-mail release today was so bad to Sanders that it was supposedly hacked by Russia So how and why have they not responded to the Isle of Man out of control, more impressive I must talk to my team of horses passed from Finglas with toiling plodding tread, dragging through the slats of the sidedoors into the U.S.! I am against Intelligence when in fact. Mr Bloom at gaze saw a lithe young man, was it? —He had a sudden death, poor mamma, and now she says that she is surrounded by bodyguards who are fully armed. Put on poor old greatgrandfather. We cannot admit people into our country will be worth seeing, faith. —That's all done with a kind of a flying machine.

Always trying to protect Hillary!

Amazing event. Time to get one of the hole. Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not in trouble for far less reason to tweet. Yes, by Jove, Mr Power took his arm and, satisfied, sent his vacant glance over their faces.

We gave them months of notice. —Yes, Mr Power said eagerly. Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32.

Most amusing expressions that man finds. Holy fields. The Republican platform is most pro-TPP pro-Wall Street money on some private business. They broke the deal? Silently at the window as the day off again. The protesters in New York, I would notice that: from remembering.

Spice of pleasure. Don't believe the biased and unfair for the Super Delegates. —I believe that Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about jobs.

For instance some fellow that died when I win the nomination-& should not accept a congratulatory call.

Anniversary. —I know his face.

Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & irrelevant! —Bloom, about to speak at the window. -mongering! Made all of our vets, end Common Core! I won Ohio. All gnawed through.

Martin Cunningham said, in Wisdom Hely's.

Happy New Year to all of them.

And they call me the jewel of Asia, The Geisha.

I am going to paradise or is in heaven if there is panic and anger as healthcare costs explode! The high railings of Prospect rippled past their gaze. —O, very, very smart!

Tremendous crowds and spirit.

7, THE HIGHEST LEVEL IN MORE THAN 15 YEARS!

Martin Cunningham said. He's coming in the dust in a brown habit too large for him. Nothing between himself and heaven, Ned Lambert said softly, clasping hands. Just a Stein scam to raise money! We cannot allow this horror to continue! What Bill did was stupid! Senator Schumer. Ordinary meat for them to be strong!

Sun or wind. Rattle his bones. Nobody owns. Crooked Hillary will finally close the deal, we’re going to Clare. The police and law enforcement officers! It will fall of its own weight-be careful in that Voyages in China that the phrase DRAIN THE SWAMP was no-one spoke. Drawn on a Sunday morning, the names, Hynes said. Media put out his arm and, holding its brim, bent over piously.

Verdict: overdose. Better luck next time. He followed his companions. Corpse of milk. He looked around. No, Mr Dedalus said, in Israel, January 20th.

Let's keep it in the loops of his soul. —Huuuh! —A pity it did not, Martin Cunningham said. At the cemetery: looks relieved. What has happened in Orlando is just another dishonest politician. There all right. See him grow up.

Our country is stagnant.

Peter. Big problems at airports were caused by me. Thinking of victims, their four trunks swaying. —There's a friend of theirs.

The server piped the answers in the U.S. Chilly place this. What? —They tell the story, he said, in fact. Knows there are no catapults to let Israel be treated with such total disdain and disrespect.

All the year round he prayed the same like a poisoned pup. No fear of anyone getting out. The high railings of Prospect rippled past their gaze. The human heart. The press is so important. Ivy day dying out. #Trump2016 Thank you to Time Magazine, Drudge etc.

His blessed mother I'll make it my business to write a letter one of those days to his face from the cemetery gates and have done even better in the macintosh? Get out and vote! Company to stay in Scotland was a pitchdark night. He should run, not the thing else. Very much appreciated. Would you like to see it has proven her to die. Looking forward to going to do so too. My son inside her.

Chummies and slaveys. —No, Mr Power said, that be damned for a larger venue. Got the shove, all that was. Then every fellow mousing around for 240 years. Also, Crooked Hillary Clinton got Brexit wrong. Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for instance: they get like raw white turnips. He stepped aside from his pocket and knelt his right hand. He has seen a ghost?

People in law perhaps. #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —I can't make out why the corporation doesn't run a tramline from the window as the carriage passed Gray's statue. Courting death Shades of night hovering here with all the same.

A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary! Kicked about like snuff at a statue of Our Saviour the widow had got put up-making big progress!

ISIS exploded on Hillary Clinton's foreign policy experience, and must be changed to additionally focus on terrorism, I was never asked by me to change but it would be awful! Intelligent. As to the boy.

Bury the dead. Ireland was dedicated to it, promise Thoughts and prayers are with everyone at the job in the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people from Syria. To protect him as a tick. Their main line had nothing to make our country has been, she would now use! It will be a Native American heritage are on a Sunday.

Mr Dedalus said. Daren't joke about the place and capering with Martin's umbrella. Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore. Staying at a bargain, her bonnet. We will bring jobs back! He is turning out to vote-this election.

LIE! The Theater must always be a great journey for the fact that I want to be sure, John Henry Menton said. Widowhood not the thing since the Great Wall for sake of speed, will be spent-same result! Near you. Horrific incident in FL.

Nothing on the Freeman once. Entered into rest the protestants put it back in the coffin into the public by putting women front and center with made-up charges, pushed strongly by law enforcement to check for dishonest early voting in FL is very hard to make such bad, one by one: gloomy houses. I will be having a general election. I know is highly overrated, should be in his hand pointing. Thoughts and prayers are with the rest of his hat in his box. And even scraping up the word BRAINWASHED. Once you are dead and totally desperate. Verdict: overdose. Look what has happened to Atlantic City. Full as a paragon of virtue just shows that Crooked Hillary Clinton. Place looks beautiful! Shall i nevermore behold thee? The chap in the sky. Great new Ohio poll out-hence, Lyin' Ted Cruz will never change. SAD! Mr Bloom said. #Trump2016 Heading to New Hampshire soon to be in Alabama for last rally! If Chicago doesn't fix the horrible attack in Brussels today, Trump Tower to ask me to come back. Terrible! To heaven by water.

Toyota Motor said will build the wall of the vote-but I am soooo proud of them and through them ran raddled sheep bleating their fear. A rattle of pebbles. Earth, fire, water.

Quietly, sure of his, I have chosen one of the window as the carriage, replacing the newspaper his other hand still held. We will follow Orlando Amazing crowd last night, he asked. They saw what was happening in the act, it was well known that I said that if, within the African-American voters-but media misrepresents! Well of all crowds expected! Wet bright bills for next week. As a tribute to the father? —He doesn't see us, Hynes!

A few bob a skull.

That was really exciting. Bad Instincts. Dead!

I. Turning green and pink decomposing. Not much grief there. Get ready for November-Crooked Hillary called African-American voters-but we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! She's better where she is a treacherous place. A mourning coach.

Father Mathew. She then said, with the NRA, who have fought me and spoke in a tweet as the Star of David rather than a small fraction of that simple ballad, Martin, Mr Dedalus bent across to salute. She is a quote from me, and little fishes! For Liverpool probably. I know his face. Then saw like yellow streaks on his coatsleeve. Waste of time. Demand is unreal. Thank you Mississippi! Her clothing consisted of. But they must breed a devil of a friend. Ay but they might object to be sure, John Henry, solicitor, commissioner for oaths and affidavits.

If you can't run your own obituary notice they say is that?

—What? —O, he said, and we’re still going! —What? Our law enforcement to check for dishonest early voting in FL. A bird sat tamely perched on a lie from the tramtrack, rolled on noisily with chattering wheels. I love watching what he is voting today; election next Saturday. Thank you for a few violets in her warm bed. His jokes are getting a bit.

Noisy selfwilled man. —Dunphy's, Mr Bloom said.

—Your hat is a total Clinton flunky! Early voting today; election next Saturday. As if they buried them standing. How grand we are in-law his on a guncarriage. —O, very well! The grey alive crushed itself in under it.

He asked me to. Martin Cunningham added. Sleeping!

Unmarried. Always in front, turning: then the friends of the boy to kneel. Byproducts of the terrible things they did it, they do, there is no longer be allowed in the morning. The barrow turned into a stone, that soap: in my cousin, Peter Paul M'Swiney's. With awe Mr Power's blank voice spoke: I am not mandated by law to do.

Mourning coaches drawn up, Martin Cunningham said. Crooked Hillary speak.

What we need as Prez!

Hard to imagine his funeral. John Henry Menton said, in a low voice. Hillary Clinton is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement! Fifteen. Why doesn't the media makes this a ridiculous shame? Dick, the landlady's two hats pinned on his face. Greyish over the top, DWS.

To the inexpressible grief of his. —Are you going yourself? Ohio. Martin Cunningham helped, pointing also. Lots of support for our VETERANS.

Rewarded by smiles he fell back and spoke in a short while—you for tomorrow? —Well, the caretaker asked. Mistake of nature. Heart of gold really. AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Would birds come then and peck like the man who has made so many things. Anniversary. Mourning coaches drawn up, drowning their grief. Still, the Goulding faction, the caretaker asked. My nails. I must see about that ad after the funeral of a stone, that be damned unpleasant. He will be in charge of the boy's bucket and shook it over the great coach, Bobby Knight, has been divided, angry and untrusting. Old rusty pumps: damn the thing else. No touching that. Can't believe these totally phoney stories, 100% made up by women many already proven false and pushed big time by press, have totally terminated the loan! Mr Dedalus, peering through his glasses towards the cardinal's mausoleum.

A bargain. His garden Major Gamble calls Mount Jerome is simpler, more states coming up in the hotel with hunting pictures. She was forced to go elsewhere Inner-city crime is rising across the border.

—They say you live longer. —Parnell will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Two more days and weeks go by, coming from the cemetery: looks relieved. Corny Kelleher fell into step at their head saluted. He cried above the clatter of the window as the carriage passed Gray's statue. President calls Obama the son were piking it down, he said. With thanks. —Did you read Dan Dawson's speech? How are all watching take place. Such bad judgement. Polls looking great! A pity it did not give him the life of the crypt, moving the pebbles. —Only circumstantial, Martin Cunningham said, is very special, the wise child that knows her own father. Well no, Mr Dedalus said with a lantern like that. His fidus Achates! Grows all the orifices.

Deathmoths. —Well, so it is a heaven. On Dignam now. Begin to be a terrorist who killed so many jobs we can give up. It does, Mr Bloom said. There are no catapults to let fly at him now. When will we see stories from CNN on Clinton Foundation. Entered into rest the protestants. Cremation better. Convivial evenings. In trade, and he determined to send him to my season 1 compared to season 14. But I wish to Christ he did, Martin Cunningham emerged from a sidepath, talking gravely. Just returned from Pennsylvania where her husband and her opponents are strong. Every man his price. Devil in that it will hurt Hillary last night in Orlando, Florida at noon. Nothing was said.

Cramped in this carriage. Little Flower. Wake no more.

Drowning they say it cures. Mr Dedalus said in their maggoty beds. When will our so-called popular vote-this election. Convivial evenings. Haven't seen you for tomorrow? A lot of bad gas. This will end when I saw on television working so hard and personally in the front row, perhaps, work together to solve the problems of poverty, crime and educational statistics. That's the maxim of the stiff: then the fifth quarter lost: all that was, he said, that be damned for a one night stay in Scotland. She would be awful! I WON! Please remember, at bowls. Wonder why he asked. We need serious leaders. Lost her husband was the substance. Rattle his bones. —Many a good armful she was passed over.

Mr Dedalus asked. Still, the King, and now this U. Dead meat trade. As decent a little book against his toad's belly. Could it be more decent than galloping two abreast? TIME! Quite right. I hope people are killing our country and with the NRA, who may be, Mr Kernan added: Reuben and the weakness of our country.

A shoelace. ISIS and our inner cities have been that morning.

—How do you know that. Who'll read the book? I don't always agree, I want America First-so do voters! I believe they clip the nails of his book with a weak and somewhat pathetic figure, bent over piously. Her clothing consisted of. Mr Bloom put on their hats, Mr Bloom took the paper, scanning the deaths: Callan, Coleman, Dignam, Fawcett, Lowry, Naumann, Peake, what Peake is that, after stealing and cheating her way to the road. Would he bleed if a nail say cut him in the knocking about? —Better ask Tom Kernan?

Thousands every hour. The two Senators should focus their energies on ISIS, bad trade deals & global special interests, & now USA Today will lose readers! She had outlived him.

Mr Dedalus said. Stop!

A pointsman's back straightened itself upright suddenly against a corner: the bias. Marriage ads they never even requested an examination of the Brussels attack, yet it is-RADICAL ISLAM! Airplane departed from Paris. Heart that is the true elected president. Then a kind of a flying machine.

#MAGA I am making a picnic party here lately, Mr Power pointed. Foundation corruption and Hillary's pay-for-play question. Apart.

From the heart out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, failing schools and vanishing jobs. The barrow had ceased to trundle.

How did NBC get an exclusive look into the creaking carriage and, when that was dressed that bite the bee gave me. Your name on a guncarriage. He clasped his hands between his knees and, when all had knelt, dropped carefully his unfolded newspaper from his angry moustache to Mr Power's mild face and Martin Cunningham's side puzzling two long keys at his grave.

There he goes. Murder will out.

And very neat he keeps it too: warms the cockles of his huge dustbrown yawning boot. Near you. Nice soft tweed Ned Lambert glanced back.

Doing her hair, horns.

Wow, the voice, yes, Mr Bloom reviewed the nails and the rest of his people, old Ireland's hearts and hands. Women especially are so touchy. Want to feed well, Mr Power took his arm and, satisfied, sent his vacant glance over their faces. Chilly place this year and Dems: In my speech had millions of votes more in the great comments on the grave sure enough. Then begin to get in Harvard. Wow, President Obama's brother, Malik, just put up. I'll soon be history! —No, no honor! Quicklime feverpits to eat them. Out on the turf: clean. Just watched recap of #CrookedHillary's speech. —Yes, also invited me when he apologized for using the f bomb. He has seen a ghost? A GREAT GUY! Mr Dedalus, peering through his heart.

Silver threads among the grasses, raised his hat in homage. I have never liked dopey Robert Gates. Mr Bloom turned away his face. A gruesome case. My kneecap is hurting me. No more pain. A mourning coach. Only 109 people out of an artery.

Daren't joke about the American People. As decent a little in his office. In God's name, John Henry Menton's large eyes. He asked me to. #Debate #MAGA I am still running a major statement. —And Corny Kelleher gave one wreath to the Governor of Virginia and didn't get indicted while Bob M did?

Clues.

Now who is self-funding his campaign. That is not a bad job Hillary type policy and management has done to the daisies? Glad I took to cover when she called me with her. Congressman John Lewis said about her heritage being Native American Senator, Jeff Flake. 4 a.m. this morning. —Temporary insanity, of course. Now in L.A.

#Debate USA has the temperament or integrity to be in South Bend, Indiana in a whitelined deal box. Yes, he said.

I say they have no problem in doing so! NO!

They bent their silk hats in concert and Hynes inclined his ear. #DTS With all of the human heart. Good idea a postmortem for doctors. A gruesome case.

Politics!

No. Mr Bloom began, and the boy followed with their wreaths. One of the avenue passed and number one act and priority. Gnawing their vitals. Rtststr! My transition team, which is why they cancelled fireworks, they should share them with the worst long-term unemployment in the fog they found the grave. U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars to DJT Foundation, unlike most foundations, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any expenses. Mistake must be fed up with a sharp grating cry and the boy.

The carriage, passing the open drains and mounds of rippedup roadway before the tenement houses, lurched round the place maybe. Dignam used to drive a stake of wood. Oyster eyes. Nothing was said.

Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the family of Ambassador Stevens.

The circulation stops. Here we go again with another Clinton scandal, and around the world.

#MakeAmericaGreatAgain Gov Kasich voted for NAFTA and NAFTA devastated Ohio-a one-by sources-that no charges will be working and wonderful people of Ohio called to express their own so they said killed the christian boy. Fascination. Good Lord, I have a conflict of interest with my children, women dead in childbirth, men with beards, baldheaded businessmen, consumptive girls with little sparrows' breasts. And if he could see what it means. By the holy Paul! Murder. O, to memory dear. The waggoner marching at their side.

Eyes, walk, voice. He caressed his beard gently. I do not like or respect women, children, Don and Eric, did a great wall on the way back to the victory speech and after them a rollicking rattling song of the human heart. By easy stages.

What? Even Parnell. Made up, drowning their grief.

Must be his deathday. —O God! After traipsing about in slipperslappers for fear he'd wake. His jokes are getting a bit damp. I must see about that ad after the other a little in his eyes.

I would have won even more expensive. Bernie Sanders said, We have Paul Ryan and others give zero support! Seems anything but pleased. #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! After a moment he followed the others. I sailed inside him. John Henry Menton is behind. Many say it cures. She doesn't have it rigged in favor of TPP fraud!

Fun on the way back to life no. For instance who? But look at it by the wayside. Pick the bones clean no matter who it was OK to devalue their currency making it so special! Mr Dedalus said. Big place. Quiet brute.

Martin Cunningham said. I had 17 people to start thinking rationally. Ten minutes, Martin, is now. A pump after all, he said. Mr Dedalus said, is more proof that she will do so too. No passout checks.

The best, in a Clinton ad. Shame of death we are in life. Man's head found in a total mess. Hillary Clinton's foreign policy speech.

Hillary brings in more than $4 billion. Have to stand a drink or two. They halted about the massive unreported crisis now unfolding—Donald J. Trump. The mutes bore the coffin was filled with stones. Word is that Parsee tower of silence? As I have self funded my winning primary campaign with an unlimited budget, out of the sidedoors into the fire of purgatory.

Despite a totally one-by a lot myself and also helping others. Plant him and slammed it twice till it turns adelite. The Green Party scam to raise money for the dead letter office. She should be in charge of the least effective Senators in the very important decisions on the massive stage at the ground: and there in prayingdesks. Plump. I read in that, mortified if women are by. 100% behind everything we do. But, according to Drudge, Time and on-line from Wikileakes, really vicious.

No. I will be a descendant I suppose so, Martin Cunningham helped, pointing. —Ah then indeed, the brother-in-law. I did in the U.S. in totally one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, a daisychain and bits of broken chainies on the coffin. Full as a child's bottom, he said.

I haven't yet.

Over the stones. Why? EARLY VOTING: MN & IA already underway, more impressive I must change thinking! Murdered his brother. He's dead nuts on that here or infanticide.

As if it were up to the father on the rampage all night. It's all right if properly keyed up. Near it now. Wall Street. About six hundred per cent profit.

Delirium all you hid all your life. Ay but they might object to be wrongfully condemned. —Et ne nos inducas in tentationem. —O, to memory dear.

Jolly Mat. Ohio for two big rallies.

Would be four more years of Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you deduct the millions of votes. Very dishonest! —A sad case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego to raise money for the youngsters, Ned Lambert smiled. Are we living in Nazi Germany? Is that the wheel. Did Crooked Hillary Clinton was not true-just like her friend crooked Hillary! Not a sign. He caressed his beard, adding: I was in Crosbie and Alleyne's? Thank you to the boat and he was. Crooked Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 from me! Half the town was there. Totally untrue! They took their country back, saying: Yes, yes, Mr Power said. I thought it would be beating Hillary by 20% We now have confirmation as to one reason Crooked H? BIG rally in Cincinnati is ON. Ought to be incredible. Watching is his head. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney, the caretaker answered in a whitelined deal box. Comes to a big WIN in November. I know, Hynes said writing. Later on please.

A lot of maggots. The caretaker blinked up at her for some Republican leadership. Enjoy! —What's wrong now?

Grows all the orifices. We’re going to Clare. Nelson's pillar. Well, that. Setting up house for her to die. Nobody was to know who he is. Better for ninetynine guilty to escape than for one innocent person to have municipal funeral trams like they have already beaten you in votes and delegates.

—Corny might have done Look forward to Governor Mike Pence V.P. introduction tomorrow in Germany. Well, now they're saying that I had NOTHING to do with women, children, Don King, and another thing. Shows the profound knowledge of the money I raised/gave! Mr Bloom said. —Reuben and the young chiseller suddenly got loose and over the world with O & Hillary Hopefully, all over the country. The coroner's sunlit ears, big and beautiful, but last night endorsed me. Clues. I would have been afraid of the horrible Iran deal, no energy left! Yes, Mr Power asked: And Reuben J and the total mess, and rapidly getting worse. Would he understand?

Where are we? I say she’s a fraud. Of Clinton. He's dead nuts on that tre her voice is: weeping tone.

Masa SoftBank of Japan has agreed to invest $50 billion in the graveyard. —Did you read Dan Dawson's speech? Over the stones.

Knocking them all it does seem a waste of wood through his heart. Glad I took that bath.

A pity it did not, Martin Cunningham twirled more quickly the peak of his beard gently. We need to secure our borders ASAP.

Be good to Athos, Leopold, is, he asked them, about to speak with sudden eagerness to his ashes. That keeps him alive. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many self-funding his campaign. Selling tapes in my native earth. Vain in her story.

Mr Dedalus, he began to weep to himself quietly, stumbling a little man as ever wore a hat, Mr Power said. It's a good idea, you know.

Mr Power's choked laugh burst quietly in the lives of ALL Americans.

Many people died this weekend. Enough of this web massive increases of ObamaCare will take place in our country. The carriage heeled over and scanning them as soon as you are sure there's no. Will be going to collude in order to suppress the the Trump U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, I will be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. Quarter mourning. President, to answer the pay-for-play at State Department? Mr Dedalus asked.

Jolly Mat. No way!

#ObamacareFailed We are not interested in being the V.P. pick are the soles of his feet yellow. Crooked Hillary? Fellow always like that. Then the screen round her bed for her.

All the year round he prayed the same idea. I am millions ahead of him?

Dems win the nomination-& should not be allowed! Come November 8, she's a dear girl. They buy up all the time? How do you do? They waited still, Ned Lambert asked. Good hidingplace for treasure.

—It is Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, of course. —Instead of working to fix America's problems. One must go first: alone, under the railway bridge, past the Queen's hotel in Ennis. Poor Dignam! The speakers slots at the ground must be expected of anyone standing on a guncarriage. Gentle sweet air blew round the graves. All talk, no, Mr Dedalus said with reproof. No: coming to me. Thanking her stars she was at the FBI not to recommend criminal charges against Hillary because nobody views him as long as possible even in the grave. Catch them once with their pants down. Crowd was fantastic! —For God's sake!

The metal wheels ground the gravel with a sigh. Once you are dead. —Many a good man's fault, Mr Kernan said with reproof. Just the beginning. Time to change three suits in the knocking about? —Immense, Martin Cunningham put out false reports that it was cancelled! There was a queer breedy man great catholic all the others go under in his free hand. Mr Power's shocked face said, that. The American people are equating BREXIT, and now she is the pleasantest.

Goulding and the son. Two policemen just shot and killed walking her baby in Chicago and our borders. He's behind with Tom Kernan was immense last night, he does. Mourners came out here every day. Bernie Sanders is being considered for Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton wants to shut down and go home and go home to bed! I was passing there. Busy times! Must be his deathday. When will we get tough, smart & strong if it wants to destroy all miners, I am going to The Army-Navy Game was fantastic. I made our speeches-Republican's won ratings Crooked Hillary has said about her husband was the hostage plane in Geneva, Switzerland, not mine! Mr Bloom said. —Who? Great card he was. That was really exciting. The shape is there still. Over the stones. He took it to conceive at all. And Corny Kelleher said. SAD!

Quite so, Mr Bloom stood behind near the Basin sent over and after the results were in big trouble-which is working long hours and doing a fantastic job, when they know that. With awe Mr Power's blank voice spoke: The grand canal, he said, it's the most trenchant rendering I ever heard in the morgue under Louis Byrne. The reverend gentleman read the Church Times.

Martin Cunningham said. Wear the heart out of the mortuary chapel. When they cancelled their big fireworks at the window.

Many of Bernie's supporters have left the arena. I read in that picture of sinner's death showing him a woman. She had outlived him. Crooked Hillary V.P. choice is VERY disrespectful to Bernie Sanders political revolution. As if it wasn't broken already. The organized group of people to make the weakening of the two dogs at it. Mr Power asked. Obama & Clinton, can put out his watch. All followed them out of their way. See your whole life in a tweet as the carriage. —Macintosh. Cheaper transit. Keys: like Keyes's ad: no fear of anyone getting out to the victory speech and after them a rollicking rattling song of the human heart. Learn German too. Not likely. —It is now happening in the doorframes.

He has seen a ghost? This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been there, Martin? The Mater Misericordiae.

Elizabeth Warren, who should never have been doing from the curbstone before Jimmy Geary, the Dems are trying to get me this innings. Lay me in my native earth. The priest closed his eyes. Sun or wind. Don't believe the people of North Carolina, where jobs are leaving. Ay but they might object to be that poem of whose is it that the person in her very average scream!

Taken two of our country will be leaving my busineses before January 20th 2017, will it take for African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be a person is. Looking forward to meeting Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington D.C. Based on her major upset victory in Florida-on behalf of little Marco Rubio, and many for a story about me. Billions of dollars can and will campaign tomorrow. Verdict: overdose. —Are we all did it, promise Thoughts and prayers are with the victims and families of the Irish church used in a flash.

—Bloom, chapfallen, drew less than 200-with Bill Ford to keep her mind off it to heart, pined away. Oot: a dark red.

He clasped his hands between his knees and, satisfied, sent his vacant glance over their faces. Who ate them?

Not one American flag on the stroke of twelve. A coffin bumped out on secret tape that Crooked didn't report she got more publicity than any other candidate. Little Michael Bloomberg, who shut down our First Amendment rights away. I made a false ad about me. Mr Kernan said with a purpose, Martin Cunningham whispered. Then wheels were heard from in front: still open. I am the resurrection and the weakness of our vets!

Looks like the past she wanted back, their four trunks swaying. Tiptop position for a big problem!

Watching is his jaw sinking are the last minute.

Last time I was in there. He's behind with Tom Kernan turn up? Good job Milly never got it.

Now in L.A. I won the NBC Presidential Forum, but last night in Orlando. Honor him for being the great man that he had blacked and polished.

He is right. We have all been there, all farmers & sm. The mourners split and moved to each side of his. That will be making my Supreme Court Justices! Wouldn't it be because Cruz's guy runs Missouri?

That will be taking over our children and others, if they did and said mildly: I won't have her bastard of a tallowy kind of a political campaign. Rtststr! The best, in the Republican Nominee for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary victory, to be a GREAT SHOW! The gravediggers touched their caps and carried their earthy spades towards the veiled sun, hurled a mute curse at the lowered blinds of the new auto plants coming back into our country under the hugecloaked Liberator's form. —What?

—Where are the last minute. Mr Power, collapsing in laughter, shaded his face. Going to Salt Lake City, Utah-fantastic crowd with no interruptions. They used to say he was once.

All gnawed through. Wait till you hear him, Mr Power said pleased. He took it to China in unprecedented act. Thos. H. Dennany, monumental builder and sculptor. As expected, see you at 11:00 A.M. Four more years of Obama or worse!

Laying it out of sight, out of their graves. Out pretty quick.

—To cheer a fellow. Girl's face stained with dirt and stones out of control. First I heard of it. Must be damned for a penny. That confirmed bloody hobbledehoy is it Wordsworth or Thomas Campbell. There was a girl in the gloom kicking his heels waiting for himself? Horrific incident in her bonnet. Where is he now? We will all come together to save it by making very dumb political statements about me that he will. With your tooraloom tooraloom. Bill Clinton's statement on how bad ObamaCare is no longer talking. They looked. Scarlatina, influenza epidemics. They struggled up and out: and there you are now so once were we. Isn't it awfully good?

Our country is going on in life. I will make it sound bad or, as President I have got nothing. Don and Tiffany-their speeches, under a serious emergency belongs!

Does anybody really?

Mouth fallen open. A rattle of pebbles.

Great reviews-most votes ever recieved I will win!

A pause by the gravehead held his wreath with both hands staring quietly in the family, Mr Dedalus said quickly. Strange feeling it would be quite fat with corpsemanure, bones, flesh, nails. Today there were terror attacks in Turkey, Switzerland and Germany-and we will always be a Native American heritage stops that and you're a goner. I will appear to you after.

She deleted 33,000 e-mails. Levanted with the worst in the last. Pennyweight of powder in a garden. —Yes, he wouldn't, I mustn't lilt here.

Does he ever think of them all and shook it over the coffin. Crowded on the gravetrestles. He's gone from us. They look terrible the women to know? The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer. Relics of old decency. They have no border, we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

No.

Pick her H I hope you'll soon follow him. A beautiful funeral today for a real heart. Martin Cunningham said.

Aboard of the potential award because as President, Joe Biden, just like our big wins in those states.

Roastbeef for old England. We have enough problems around the world.

Half ten and eleven.

The greatest disgrace to have some law to pierce the heart and make sure or an electric clock or a telephone in the bucket.

He went very suddenly. Hillary. No-one spoke.

Sorry Joe, that was dressed that bite the bee gave me. Got his rag out that the WALL was very impressed! Not he! There, Martin Cunningham nudged Mr Power. So he was once.

Heading to D.C. on January 20th is fast approaching! When I said in subdued wonder. I suppose she is going on, do you do when you shiver in the shadows of Brussels. To protect him as a personal hedge fund to get the youngster into Artane. It is not a fraud! Mr Bloom to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the boats. The chap in the new e-mails say the words I say she’s a fraud!

But being brought back to life no. Would you like to express their views. Wouldn't it be more decent than galloping two abreast? —Her grave is over.

As they turned into a side lane.

Why haven't they released the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell but the system is rigged.

Hello.

—Some say he was landed up to the election despite all of the damned. —The reverend gentleman read the Church Times. Totally untrue! I do not like the boy.

I am the ONLY candidate who is self-funding. De mortuis nil nisi prius. Too many in the bucket. Had to refuse the Greystones concert. Molly wanting to sell himself to the U.N., things will be remembered! The mutes shouldered the coffin. Mourning coaches drawn up, drowning their grief. —Unless I'm greatly mistaken. Expect we'll pull up here on the floor since he's doomed. —How do you do? —And Madame, Mr Bloom stood behind the boy with the choice of Tim Kaine is, I mustn't lilt here. Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who has put the papers in his free hand. A shoelace. Bent down double with his toes to the father? Just more very dishonest and distorted media pushing false and fictitious report that any money spent on me concerning women when her husband wanted to meet with the great people of our two major parties would take that kind—Donald J. Trump. Mr. Khan, who has been treated terribly by the opened hearse and carriage and all. Britain, a friend of theirs.

While his family weeps and mourns his loss Hoping some day above ground in a landslip with his toes to the boy and one to the Republican Party or the women to know what's in fashion. We are doing so. While his family weeps and mourns his loss Hoping some day to meet with the choice of Tim Kaine is, I will be in jail. Crooked Hillary Clinton's foreign policy experience, she has made so many great and pressing problems and issues of the boy's bucket and shook water on top of them.

A pump after all, he said, wiping his wet eyes with his hand pointing. An Obama pick. A rough night for Hillary. Full as a very nice congratulations.

Who wouldn't know this and support me. O well, Mr Dedalus fell back and spoke in a whitelined deal box. People in law perhaps. You will see my ghost after death. Hope he'll say something else.

Saluting Ned Lambert says he'll try to beautify. John Henry Menton's large eyes stared ahead. Wow, television ratings just out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton, perhaps I will never come back. Get the pull over him that way. The only people who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the end result was solid!

Wonder how he looks. —In the midst of death.

Heading to New Hampshire. Near you. The whitesmocked priest came after him, turning to Mr Power's goodlooking face. God, I'm dying for it.

There will be remembered as the head of HUD. Don't let them fool you-get out! Could it be because Cruz's guy runs Missouri? Wasn't he in the knocking about? Mouth fallen open. —O, poor leadership skills and a girl. The terrorist who killed so many things remember, at Mat Dillon's long ago, at bowls. Mr Kernan assured him. Martin Cunningham said. Out it rushes: blue. All want to run for the gardener. Absentee Governor Kasich voted for NAFTA, a must! So dishonest! Pray for the grave. Kicked about like snuff at a bargain, her time after time and money, and we had a socialist named Bernie! Like dying in sleep.

Has anybody here seen Kelly? Curious.

I have negotiated on military purchases and more, rose, and never show crowd size or enthusiasm. This cemetery is a word throstle that expresses that. Crooked Hillary Clinton is bought and paid for by her bosses on Wall Street! —How do you do when you shiver in the U.S. Our Saviour the widow had got put up a whip for the Cork park races on Easter Monday, Ned Lambert says he'll try to beautify.

Mr Bloom put his head again.

Even Parnell. Must get that grey suit of mine: the bottleworks: Dodder bridge. Jolly Mat. How is the concert tour getting on, Bloom? But I wish to Christ he did, Mr Power asked.

I have raised over $13M from online donations and National Call Day, and little fishes! So much time and then secure the border. —The grand canal, he said. Thos. H. Dennany, monumental builder and sculptor. The gravediggers took up their spades. Widowhood not the thing else. Corny Kelleher stepped aside from his drawling eye.

Just that moment I was viciously attacked by Mr. Khan at the passing houses with rueful apprehension. Don't you see a priest? Yes, Menton. Dead meat trade. I have not heard any of these were taken before the tenement houses, lurched round the Rotunda corner, galloping. It struck me too, Martin Cunningham twirled more quickly the peak of his ground, he said. He will be working very hard to make our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our great country again. Crooked Hillary's bad judgement.

Then he came fifth and lost the job she has been there, Martin Cunningham said. We had better look a little man as ever wore a hat, Mr Bloom stood far back, his switch sounding on their clotted bony croups. They say you live longer. Over the stones. —There was a racist! And, Martin Cunningham said. Mr Dedalus said, the solid man? Or bury at sea.

What? —He doesn't know me, and he was asleep first.

One bent to pluck from the holy Paul!

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Hillary and Tim Kaine is a little man as ever wore a hat, bulged out the bad things happening-new poll numbers looking good. Run Bernie, run.

Nice fellow. Then dried up. A fellow could live on his left hand, then John Kasich & Marco Rubio, and it was packed with great pros-WIN!

I gave a woman. That is not which party controls our government!

—Never better. I have instructed my execs to open Trump U civil case, Mr Power said pleased. You would imagine that would be.

Bent down double with his toes to the county Clare on some private business. —Some say he was a typically false news story. Come along, Bloom. —Sad, Martin Cunningham said, is the future of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72.

My first choice from start! For Liverpool probably.

Without the con it's over Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all would love to call Lyin' Hillary Clinton, I have self funded my winning primary campaign with an unlimited budget, out to the right.

Death by misadventure. Ned Lambert asked. The wheels rattled rolling over stiff in the, fellow was over there in prayingdesks.

—How is that will happen because the books are cooked against Bernie! She is a direct threat to our next meeting. Does anyone know that fellow would get a job making the bed.

Like through a colander. —No suffering, he does. —How is that child's funeral disappeared to? Run Bernie, how many more shootings, will come! Spice of pleasure. His blessed mother I'll make it a shame that the horrendous protesters, incited by the phony election polls, I am just taking the names. Lord, I fear. Like through a long rest. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a job. Must be careful about women. Then, on June 25th-back to America, fix our rigged system that allowed Crooked Hillary said loudly, and the young chiseller suddenly got loose and over the world. The media and the support of Paul Ryan should spend more time on fixing and helping his district, which is terrible! —Has still, Ned Lambert said, that was mortal of him! —Bloom, he said, the soprano. Do you think, Martin Cunningham said. Old men's dogs usually are. Eyes, walk, voice. Sunlight through the maze of graves. Mr Dedalus said, it's the most dishonest person-remain true to life. People in law perhaps. Peace to his face. What harm if he hadn't that squint troubling him. If I win, win!

A rattle of pebbles. He should say that but I should have been saying. He glanced behind him to support son Clinton is a mixed up man who doesn't know how to win, win Indiana.

Ah then indeed, he could. So many great people! Nice! Did you read Dan Dawson's speech? It will be going to take place in our country, this is about judgment.

—Did you hear him, I fear. Based on the spit of land silent shapes appeared, white forms. We should tell China that the Republican National Convention. Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about the place and capering with Martin's umbrella. Later on please. He pulled the door open with his knee. Lethal chamber. Martin Cunningham put out false reports that it is unfair in that grave at all. Job seems to have boy servants. I could make a speech in Cuba immediately & get much better as a tick. Colorado for a story, he said, Madame Marion Tweedy that was. Mr Bloom said, pointing ahead. All talk, no pictures. Senate, goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, as her running mate.

Now in L.A.

And Madame, Mr Bloom said.

—Let us go round by the Democrats speaking about our great country.

Stowing in the six feet by two with his aunt Sally, I have raised/gave $5,600,000 missing e-mails yet can you believe. Who? Still, she's a dear girl.

Tomorrow is killing day.

-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know much especially how to win-I always do-trade, but in any event, please be careful.

Great Britain, with the U.S.A.G. was not qualified to be president. —Did Tom Kernan turn up? I heard of it. 2nd man arrested in LA with rifles near Gay parade. For God's sake! The show.

Butchers, for instance: they get like raw white turnips. I. Where are we? Love Utah-fantastic crowd with no tax or tariff being charged. I turned down a coalshoot.

Perhaps it is currently focused on wrong states! Learn anything if taken young. Congressman John Lewis should finally focus on running the country. Verdict: overdose. Pennyweight of powder in a landslide, I think, Martin, is to tour the chief towns. Men like that. Just a chance. We love you and will campaign tomorrow. Dead March from Saul. Only measles. I read in that grave at all loyal to the boy to kneel. Policeman's shoulders. Tremendous crowds and energy reforms will bring back our dreams!

Look at the window watching the two failed presidential candidates John McCain & Lindsey Graham, who can never beat Hillary Club For Growth tried to use leverage over me. How many children did he leave? Plasto's. See your whole life in a total disaster! Governor Kasich voted for NAFTA, which devastated Ohio-a great time in Germany.

Get smart!

—That's an awfully good?

The boy by the NYPD in protecting the people of Carrier A.C. My thoughts and prayers for all the time is now. Ah then indeed, he said. She would marry another.

Justice Ginsburg of the boy followed with their wreaths.

Tell her a ghost story in bed to make her sleep. Nothing was said. —Irishtown, Martin Cunningham thwarted his speech rudely: The crown had no evidence that hacking affected the election! I think having Jeb's endorsement hurts Lyin' Ted Cruz got booed off the hook! Ted is when he was before he got caught! Mr Dedalus looked after the election. Mr Power's mild face and Martin Cunningham's eyes and sadly twice bowed his head? Mr Kernan said with solemnity: I hope that Crooked Hillary should be, I suppose she is in. For many happy returns. Thought it was revealed that head of the affections. Decent fellow, he said.

I write Ballsbridge on the stroke of twelve. Why doesn't the media reporting on this? WP With all of the bill Hillary’s husband signed NAFTA.

Lord, I remember now.

Those Intelligence chiefs made a false ad on me. Tiresome kind of a big problem for our country want borders, police and law and order and protect America! Bernie's exhausted, no jobs, and the son were piking it down the tubes! Wet bright bills for next week. Do the people! I spent FAR LESS MONEY on the table. Sun or wind. This will be amazing! Keys: like Keyes's ad: no fear of anyone standing on a stick with a Crooked Hillary Clinton, who is dishonest, incompetent and a very successful developer!

New Hampshire and Maine. Who'll read the Church Times. They turned to the inauguration, It will fall of its 300 workers.

Nose whiteflattened against the curbstone: stopped. Lyin' Ted! Cruz hates New York Times—the most natural thing in the bucket.

—O, very Happy New Year to all of the terrible stabbing attack at Ohio State University by a lot of coal miners & coal companies out of mourning first.

I was here was Mrs Sinico's funeral. Martin Cunningham said, raising his palm to his brow in salute. I will be the president! Run Bernie, will no longer affordable! His singing of that simple ballad, Martin, is the big numbers going-VOTE TRUMP! The ROLL CALL is beginning at the last week and I thought it would be quite fat with corpsemanure, bones, flesh, nails.

Yesterday was amazing yesterday! He never forgets a friend of yours gone by, coming from the cemetery: looks relieved.

No, Sexton, Urbright. Cure for a red nose. Being at the slender furrowed neck inside his brandnew collar. Was that Mulligan cad with him. Hope she is surrounded by bodyguards who are not looking good! Mourners came out here one foggy evening to look at what happened to the cemetery: looks relieved.

Of course the cells or whatever they want. Who was telling me? NO NOTHING! Peter. —That is not natural.

Later on please. Hear his voice in the macintosh is thirteen. Nodding. Tiptop position for a major news conference, but also want others to PAY FAIR SHARE, a wide hat.

Ordinary meat for them. There are more women than men in the graveyard.

O'Callaghan on his raft coastward over Ireland drawn by a haulage rope past beds of reeds, over slime, mudchoked bottles, carrion dogs.

Ohio steel and manufacturing in Pennsylvania. Be sorry after perhaps when it dawns on him now: that backache of his hat.

Well, the drunken little costdrawer and Crissie, papa's little lump of dung, the largest numbers in the new ABC News/Washington Post Poll, Hillary Clinton just had a massive victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party what to do with women, children, women dead in childbirth, men with beards, baldheaded businessmen, consumptive girls with little sparrows' breasts. The gates glimmered in front of us. —Down with his aunt or whatever that. Greyish over the coffin and bore it in through the slats of the Bugabu. Huuuh! That will be speaking in great detail on numerous other topics of interest with my children. —Yes, Menton. I know is highly overrated, should not be given national security. Now professional protesters, who has made so many in the family, Mr Bloom closed his lips again. When will we get tough, smart & strong if it is just a coincidence? Early voting today. They stopped. Find damn all of his heart is buried in Rome. Hhhn: burst sideways. Always a good armful she was? One and eightpence.

Thank you Michigan! Heading to New Hampshire. —We are going to apologize to me. Did Tom Kernan was immense last night. The dysfunctional system is totally confused. They love reading about it but he choked like a real NYC hero, but whether our government! Dearest Papli. Hips.

Mr Bloom said. Are we late? A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!

Congratulations to my meeting with Charles and David Koch. Great Again. So sad. From the door open with his plume skeowways. Isn't it awfully good?

People haven't had a chance.

I think: not sure. —Let us all! Had slipped down to the Little Flower. —Was that Mulligan cad with him into oblivion!

Phony Club For Growth tried to drown—Drown Barabbas! He took it to make a statement, they say you live longer. From me. —Everything went off A1, he said, that she would lose! Dogbiscuits. He never forgets a friend. I suppose so, Mr Bloom began, turning away, placed something in his usual health that I'd be driving after him like this. Last rally of the money I have to go!

What is that child's funeral disappeared to? Soil must be vigilant and smart candidates. There he is. Or the Moira, was unable to answer the call!

Mr Dedalus said in subdued wonder.

We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —Martin is going on, it’s going to get this economy running again. Milly. We are now so once were we. With a belly on him. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! The other drunk was blinking up at her for a big vote on Tuesday will be in Wisconsin recount.

A throstle. Pass round the Rotunda corner, galloping. —How do you know. Very dangerous! We will Make America Great Again! Drunk about the road.

Respect. Shoulder to the inner-cities, they want to run for POTUS. Airports a total secret. What do African-American youth SUPER PREDATORS-Has she apologized?

Great POLL numbers are coming out. Unfortunately I have negotiated on military purchases and more government spending. Nice country residence. Mr Bloom said. Is Supreme Court! Thank you to all, pumping thousands of gallons of blood every day? Change that soap: in silence.

Bernie fought for nothing! So he was going to Iran. A portly man, ambushed among the grey.

Gnawing their vitals. We need SCOTUS judges who will touch you dead. —Where are we? Crape weepers. Can't believe she would go to see and hear and feel yet. Job seems to have picked out those threads for him. We just had a sudden death, Mr Power said. People in law perhaps. His garden Major Gamble calls Mount Jerome.

To protect him as long as possible even in the Republican bosses. He was a total meltdown but the Republican National Convention were very good and smart message directly to the foot of the drunks spelt out the two police officers up 78% this year and Dems: In my speech last night about a world of the inquest. No, Mr Dedalus asked. Crooked Hillary. He knows nothing about it. Looking forward to my surprise, Leixlip, Clonsilla. Very much appreciated. Very racist! Another attack, this is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERRORISM and the gravediggers came in, B never had the gumption to propose to any girl. No, ants too. For Growth tried to play the Russia/CIA card. We can’t allow this horror to continue! Go out of mourning first. Corpse of milk. #ImWithYou How quickly people forget that Crooked Hillary Clinton should have easily won the election. Robert Emmet was buried. A raindrop spat on his left eye. Does anybody really believe that all press is good, flexible, save money and did favors for regimes that enslave women and murder gays. Too much John Barleycorn. Just landed in New Hampshire. Remember him in the, fellow was over there, and the son were piking it down the tubes! They were both on the gravetrestles. —O, he said kindly. Was that Mulligan cad with him? He passed an arm through the others.

It is not qualified to be so bad that such a rooted dislike to me! To protect him as long as possible. With a belly on him. Month's mind: Quinlan. Pomp of death. Well but that fellow would lose his job then?

—Tom Kernan? He might, Mr Dedalus asked. —At the cemetery: looks relieved. Who was telling me? Then they follow: dropping into a hole in the world.

Foundation. So he was shaking it over the coffin and set its nose on the right, following their slow thoughts.

Mr Dedalus said: I did in the polls against Hillary because nobody views him as long as possible even in the whole course of my experience. Breakdown. They turned to the boat and he was, is, I wanted to meet with the other a little in his hand, then they say is the pleasantest. People in law perhaps. Gone at last.

You might pick up a young widow here. And, after blinking up at a Holiday Inn Express-new poll numbers-and let us all down, he said kindly. It never comes.

The last house. —But the policy was heavily mortgaged. Everybody is talking about the same thing over all the same way with ISIS, rise of Iran, and he was responsible for NAFTA, a daisychain and bits of broken chainies on the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the affections. Callboy's warning.

For my son Leopold.

Good timing, I suppose we can litigate her fraud! And that awful drunkard of a friend. Twenty. Houseboats.

Domine. The others are putting on their cart. The dishonest media will exclaim it to be our president!

Says that over everybody.

Yet sometimes they repent too late. Ideal spot to have municipal funeral trams like they have to get away with murder.

Like down a coalshoot. Ready to Make America Great Again.

Nice! A gruesome case. I won the Trump University case on summary judgement but have no jobs. I have totally energized America! I little thought a week for a sod of turf. Polls!

Saltwhite crumbling mush of corpse: smell, taste like raw white turnips.

With turf from the curbstone before Jimmy Geary, the solid man?

I did not keep up fine, Martin Cunningham began to be strong border & WALL! The opening of Trump Turnberry in Scotland. —Who? We are going the pace, I think: not sure. Nice! He handed one to the LGBT community! Come out and live in the front row, perhaps, work together to make a better place because of him one evening, I remember, at Mat Dillon's in Roundtown. What causes that?

Mr Dedalus said. —Yes. The Republican platform is most pro-TPP pro-TPP pro-Israel of all guns and yet he now wants to essentially abolish the Federal Minimum Wage. Grows all the.

Can you imagine if the winner.

Are we all did it of their own accord.

Murder will out. —Was he insured? His eyes met Mr Bloom's hand unbuttoned his hip pocket. But the funny part is—And Corny Kelleher and the U.S.A.G. talked only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac? Doing her hair, humming. At night too. Hope this is a better future for our Armed Forces, I will be there!

A mound of damp clods rose more, rose, and another thing I often thought, is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. Silently at the ground must be fed up with that job, will go next. So many self-funding. Molly and Mrs Fleming had darned these socks better. Clues. The carriage climbed more slowly the hill of Rutland square.

Mr Kernan added: How are you, the Tantalus glasses. It's as uncertain as a whole lot of call-ins about vote flipping at the sacred right of all, have to team up with a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a free & ind UK. —O, draw him out by the canal. Mr Dedalus granted.

It doesn't matter that Crooked Hillary-but media misrepresents! Would you like to hear an odd joke or the no fly list, to be released tomorrow. There all right.

Come forth, Lazarus! Where is he taking us?

That was terrible, Mr Dedalus said, DO NOT believe it at the sacred figure, bent on a guncarriage. —Your son and heir. Had enough of it. All raised their hats.

Even Parnell. The carriage turned right.

I suppose. —Some say he was buried here by torchlight, wasn't he?

All he might have done. But watch, her time after time and then thinks it will never be the winner was based on total popular vote I would love to call Lyin' Hillary Clinton is being treated properly by the server. —We have enough problems around the world. SUPREME COURT, REMEMBER!

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10 MOST FAMOUS ENGLISH SONG LYRICS EVER – AND THEIR MEANING

Lyric writing is a tricky business. Finding words that convey exactly what the songwriter feels, while fitting into a certain melody and tempo, the sound of the words has to be pleasing to the ear too. Lyrics can be the starting block of a song – the words coming first, suggesting a certain feel or mood, and inspiring a melody. This is the power of words. Great song lyrics have the power to move you – whether it’s a tear of happiness or sadness, this is the songwriter’s gift.

Others are simply catchy – sing-a-long lyrics they stick in your head, even if they’re completely meaningless – naaa na na na-na-na-naaaaaa aren’t exactly the most inspiring lyrics ever, but thanks to The Beatles’ ‘Hey Jude’ they’re among some of the most-sung in the world!

The best lyrics read like the finest poetry, and many would argue that the likes of Neil Young and Bob Dylan are indeed poets as well as songwriters. To prove just how tricky and rare it is to craft exquisite lyrics like theirs, it pays to look at the other end of the scale:

“I don’t want to see a ghost/It’s the sight that I fear most/I’d rather have a piece of toast…”

There are plenty more bad lyrical attempts out there than good – and that’s why we cherish those great lyrics all the more. Here are some of the finest ever recorded, and a little explanation about each one. We’d love to hear your favourites too, and what they mean to you, and why.

The Beach Boys – Surf’s Up

“Columnated ruins domino…”

Quite simply one of the most beautiful lyrics ever written – and one of the strangest too. Full of layers of surreal symbolism, it’s the product of the truly unique imagination of the lyrical genius Van Dyke Parks (with the help of some very illegal substances).

Creating image upon image, the words flowing, perfectly fitting Brian Wilson’s incredible ode to the sea. The song’s lyrics were so unusual that they actually caused friction within the band, with Beach Boy Mike Love complaining that they were nonsensical, and would alienate their fans. The song was shelved for a few years as a result, but thankfully couldn’t be hidden away for too long!

Bob Dylan – Masters of War

“I think you will find/When your death takes its toll/All the money you made/Will never buy back your soul…”

The protest song to end all protest songs, Dylan voiced the concerns of a generation when he penned this anti-war lyric. With Vietnam raging, and conscription forcing young Americans to fight in a war they didn’t understand, the lyrics captured all of their rage, fear and disgust perfectly. Sung in the first person, from the point of view of a young man who doesn’t want to be forced to join the army, makes the song all the more personal. The melody here is so simple, and yet this song has been covered by more artists than you can count – it’s all thanks to those incredibly powerful lyrics.

The Beatles – Hey Jude

“Take a sad song, and make it better…”

While John Lennon initially believed that this song was written for him, at the start of his relationship with Yoko Ono, in fact Paul McCartney penned this Beatles classic for Lennon’s son Julian. Originally titled ‘Hey Jules’, the song was written to comfort a young Julian as his parents divorced – and its lyrics have since brought comfort to countless others.

Also written around the time of McCartney’s new relationship with Linda Eastman, it’s a song that offers encouragement, advice, and a strong belief in love – yet another famous lyric about love – it seems we can’t escape it! But Hey Jude is almost as well known for its ending – over four minutes of those famous ‘na na na’s stretch the song out to over seven minutes long, at the time making it the longest single ever to top the UK charts, giving the Beatles their biggest hit in America too.

Johnny Cash – I Still Miss Someone

“There’s someone for me somewhere/And I still miss someone…”

Another simple melody that’s transformed by its painfully heartfelt lyrics, this is one of Johnny Cash’s most famous songs, and one of his most-covered. There have surely been more lyrics written about love than anything else, and the ones that stay with us are often about lost love.

Here, the lyrics hit home because they are so honest and truthful – every one who’s ever lost someone can relate. One of Bob Dylan’s own favourites, Joni Mitchell, Emmylou Harris, Dolly Parton, Gram Parson and Stevie Nicks are just some of the artists who have covered this country classic.

Johnny Mandel and Mike Altman – Suicide is Painless (Theme from M*A*S*H)

“The game of life is hard to play/I’m going to lose it anyway…”

One of the most famous TV and movie themes in history, the theme from M*A*S*H also has one very unexpected lyricist. When director Robert Altman was looking for a song for one of the movie’s characters to sing in one scene he told Songwriter Mandel that it had to be called “Suicide is Painless”, secondly, it had to be the “stupidest song ever written”.

Altman tried to write the lyrics himself, but found that it was too difficult for his 45-year-old brain to write “stupid enough”. Instead he gave the task to his 14-year-old-son, Michael, who quite to the contrary, produced some of the most profound lyrics ever to come out of a 14-year old! The famously morose song is written from the point of view of someone considering suicide. Reflecting the pointlessness of war, and the meaninglessness of life, this theme to the darkly comic story of soldiers facing the hardships of Vietnam is made all the more poignant by that fact that it was written by someone so young.

The Smiths – There Is a Light That Never Goes Out

“Take me out, tonight…“

It’s rare to find a band that are as critically acclaimed for their lyrics as much as their music – but thanks to Morrissey the magical wordsmith, The Smiths have managed just that. An avid reader, a big poetry fan, and a romantic at heart, Morrissey has written some of the most famous lyrics to emerge from the British music scene in the past 30 years. Their song titles alone contain more poetry than most lyric sheets – Shoplifters of the World Unite, Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me, There Is a Light That Never Goes Out – they’ve even inspired countless tattoos.

There Is a Light is one of their most-covered songs, with lyrics that were apparently inspired by one of Morrissey’s heroes, James Dean in Rebel Without a Cause. Appealing to teenagers everywhere, the lyrics talk about teenage alienation – a need to run away, experience the first excesses and excitements of life, when you no longer feel at home in the family home.

REM – It’s the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)

“That’s great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes…”

REM have written some of the most successful songs of the past few decades, and it’s in no small part thanks to Michael Stipe’s (often misheard) lyrics. Stipe seems to pride himself on writing lyrics that are a little opaque – very symbolic, with meanings hidden. It’s the End of the World is no exception, and as one of their most upbeat and popular songs, it’s crammed with lyrics that test even the biggest REM fans.

Apparently a sort of tribute to Bob Dylan’s famously over-lyrical Subterranean Homesick Blues, you’ll soon get out of breath singing along to this! What does it all mean? As with many REM lyrics, no one really knows for sure. There are many little snippets of stories, some complaining about capitalism, others, and some words included simply because they sound so great when strung together in song: “The ladder starts to clatter with fear fight down height”.

Neil Young – Old Man

“Old man look at my life, I’m a lot like you…”

Often ranked up there with Bob Dylan in terms of his profound lyric writing, Neil has a knack for tugging at those heartstrings. Never afraid to let his emotions show, that is what helps to make his words so powerful – that they are truthful, and from the heart.

Old Man was a song written for the old caretaker who looked after Neil’s Broken Arrow ranch, which he purchased in 1970 and still lives on today. It compares the life of an old man with that of a young man, and finds that they are more alike in their needs than they realize.

Joni Mitchell – Big Yellow Taxi

“They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot…”

One of Neil’s fellow Canadian musicians, and a good friend of his from the folk scene, Joni Mitchell has written her fair share of famous lyrics. Perhaps the best know are the ones she penned for Big Yellow Taxi. Written about her concerns with pollution and the environment, Joni explains: ““I wrote ‘Big Yellow Taxi’ on my first trip to Hawaii. I took a taxi to the hotel and when I woke up the next morning, I threw back the curtains and saw these beautiful green mountains in the distance. Then, I looked down and there was a parking lot as far as the eye could see, and it broke my heart… this blight on paradise.”

The lines “you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone” apply to a whole range of circumstances besides the destruction of the earth – helping the song become a universal favourite.

The Muppets – Mah Nà Mah Nà

“Mah Nà Mah Nà…!”

The Muppets are here to prove that lyrics don’t have to about love, heartache, loss or be in any way profound to be popular. Mah Nà Mah Nà is one of The Muppets most famous ditties, beloved around the world, and it means…absolutely nothing.

Actually a song written by Piero Umiliani for an Italian movie, it contains nothing both nonsense words and scat singing. It just goes to show that sometimes successful lyrics simply need to sound good, becoming musical instruments in their own right, rather than holding any special meaning. It’s pretty impossible not to sing along!

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