#why are they so INCREDIBLY DEAD THIS SESSION THE NUMEROUS THINGS I CAN NAME...

[isjasz]

[Day 165]

This time there is none

#dddaily4sherin #grian #goodtimeswithscar #desert duo #skizzleman #and tango cameo #secret life #my art #secret life smp #trafficblr #traffic smp #i hate them so much #why are they so INCREDIBLY DEAD THIS SESSION THE NUMEROUS THINGS I CAN NAME... #scar :(((( #i can never decide to make the layout side by side or vertical don't mind me #comic

[scenariosofkonoha]

Oooh...what if Kankuro and Gaara marry sisters? I don't mean like a double wedding (I think that may help the brothers if they go through it together though), but if Kankuro meets the eldest first and the youngest comes along later.

I had a lot of fun with this one! I certainly hope you like it Space! ~ Admin Little Lace

Kankuro

Temari always knew that whoever would end up with Kankuro would be just as much of a handful as he was. He sister wasn’t wrong

Kankuro’s S/O is a wild child. The sassy shinobi had been a known trouble-maker even in her youth in the village. She was often known to say how she felt and fight anyone who felt differently.

Although Kankuro had known of her when they were young, neither of them had run in the same circles. When they officially meet at a training ground when they are a little older. The meeting falls more along the lines of a confrontation.

She brazenly states that  “well isn’t the puppet doing most of the work? I’d just end up fighting the puppet. Aren’t you strong enough to take me on solo?” This puts the two of them at odds and they end up sparring. When neither comes out as a clear victor they become rivals.

And I mean rivals in everything. Though they may spar and often, they challenge each other on who can lift the most, haw fast they can navigate the caverns, who can eat the most (who can survive the longest without getting sick after said challenge) even down to long drawn out sessions in shogi.

When the scores are tallied and they still come up with the two of them escalating to pranking one another. Simple tricks like finding snakes in his puppets to her being glued to a chair only go further when chakra threads and transportation scrolls become involved.

The two spend most of their teenage years this way. Petty challenges give way to vigorous training sessions. Taunts of bet you can’t do this,” and “you’ll never beat me,” turn to “it’d be cool is Black Ant could do this,” and “If you use that jutsu after the initial attack it would be more effective.”

In the words of her sister their relationship is kind of frighting. They constantly seem to be at each other’s throats but also having the time of their lines.

“No one asked you!” She snapped as they walked through the market.

“Kami woman, why are you so loud?” he grumbled.

“If I’m so loud, I’ll eat by myself then.��� She snarked paying for the ginger.

“After you bragged for weeks that you can cook?” He deadpanned pushing her buttons.

“I can cook. Maybe I’ll just poison you instead.”

“I’ll come back and haunt you,”

“Great so the suffering never ends.”

“Oh, you’re so lucking to have me!”

“That’s what I tell myself, every morning.”

“You’re not funny,”

“Your face is funny enough for the both of us.” she glared as they continued their shopping.

They are always like this. To the point that people wonder if they are mortal enemies or a married couple.

Instead of what their thinly veiled threats and aggressive sounding conversations may sound like they are very close. She will always come visit him in his workshop, even though it is to push his buttons she does want to know what he is working on. All in the name of beating him, she swears. Kankuro puts her on the village’s ANBU Black Ops. But definitely not because she is incredible but so he can make sure she isn’t embarrassing the village.

Neither of them allow the other to date. Each time someone approaches interested leave it to either of them to find a way to ruin it.

“His got desert mites,

“She’s possessed,”

“Sorry he’s in an arranged marriage.”

“Tough break, she’s got a family in the Hidden Leaf.”

“He’s building the perfect puppet wife.

“She’s celibate for her heathen gods.”

“He’s addicted to eating glue.”

“She’s not your type.

‘Hes a eunuch,”

Her little sister is still indeed scared. The girl is the one that begs her sister to admit her feelings for the middle sand sibling. Anytime the attraction is brought up, both party’s blush and deny. The sister stating.

“Why would I want the purple striped idiot?”

Kankuro is a tad bit more honest.

“She’s not interested in me,”

In comes Temari, older sister and voice of reason, persuading the boy to be honest with her.He words trigging his resolve.

“If she didn't like you, I’m not sure she’d want you around.”

Kankuro is the one that makes the move. Half way through bickering he turned to the girl and kissed her. No warning just an impassioned kiss. Stunning them both. No one says anything for the longest time in their “friendship.” Well until she pokes his arm, blushing heavily telling him his an idiot.

From that point on they are together. Their relationship just as verbally volatile as it ever was. But there is a certain spark. Pokes and “love taps” aren’t as blood thirsty. They stand closer, touches don’t look like attempted murder and…she smiles. Often.

As happy as the two of them are they aren’t very public about it. Everyone knows they are together, the “private looks” are a dead giveaway.

Her younger sister is the only one brave enough to lightly tease them about how happy they look.

“I only wish I’m as happy when I find my someone,” she gushed at them, hearts in her eyes with a soft dreamy look on her face Kankuro met his lover’s eyes from across the work bench. His smirk holding a secret that was too good for her to ignore.

Gaara

Gaara had been watching the girl for as long as he could remember. She is known throughout the village as a sweetheart. It is a stark contrast to her elder sister that felt the need to fight the world.

It was her sister’s personality that aided in her reputation. Every time the elder started a fight, pulled a prank or her presence became a nuisance, the younger would draw up a apology note. That notes one very well done, her pristine calligraphy and gentle artwork. They are famous Suna her thoughtfulness and kindness well renown.

When Gaara begins engaging more with people he notices her and feels things for her, he hadn’t felt anyone else he knew. And he hadn’t even spoken to her.

Upon discovering his brother infatuation with the girl, Kankuro tires to go and check her out. Instead he is stopped by her sister berating his puppetry skills.  The sparring match that resulted caused the girl to seek Gaara out. She kindly apologizes to both him and his family for her sister’s behavior leaving him with a note.

It’s easy to see for the older sand siblings that Gaara is deeply interested int he girl. They decide to work to get him to probably speak to her more than his simply “thank you,” he had given her. Temari goes to see the girl.

Unlike her sister, she is not a ninja or training to be one. She works and studies the trade under her grandparents at their shop. Temari visits and secretly vets the girl. As she decides that the girl would be good for brother, she slowly becomes friends with both sisters.

Kankuro was suppose to be doing the same  but instead gets wrapped up in the older sister. Sparring pranking and causing the younger to make more notes. Though she tries to give it to the others, each of his siblings make sure she always gives the apology to Gaara.

Gaara always shyly says thank you, that feeling in his chest never lessening. He at one point believes he might be sick. She makes sure he receives a get well card, his ‘conditions’ worsens.

As time goes by his feelings never waver only growing with every card he receives and every passing conversation they share. He has various birthday cards, numerous holiday cards and a good luck plaque she created when he was announced as Kazekage.

Their relationship doesn’t change very much as Gaara can identify the emotion now but isn’t sure what to do about it. Temari’s advice of “just say something” doesn’t inspire much action on his part. Now he can hide from his feelings behind work as well.

With the new couple formed Kankuro and his S/O decide to take a more hands on approach.

With Temari, the girl’s older sister does her best to get the younger girl’s opinion of Gaara. The girl blushes not sure how to feel about the red-haired man.

“Oh, Lord Gaara is very kind and-” she blushes, much like her sister, giving her companions the confirmation they needed for the next step.

Since it is all up to Gaara to do something, his brother and his S/O to push the two together. They do the tried and true method of telling their siblings they need to meet with them at the perfect spot, both of them having no intention of showing up and allowing the potential love birds to talk.

Much to their dismay neither show up. Instead Gaara continues to work and the young sister comes in to bring him yet another apology note.

“I apologize for my sister…” she faltered with a sigh “again… I will make sure she doesn’t bother you Lord Kazekage.” She gave a deep bow, thinking that she will probably be here next week as well.

His heart beat faster as he accepts as he always does. She then sees all the paperwork on his desk and everything he needed to accomplish for the day. She then, much to both of their surprise, offers to help. Just as an apology for the antics that take him away from it.

Just wanting to see her more Gaara accepts and she sets to organizing the paper work allowing his work to move more smoother as they get through it together.

Later Kankuro and his S/O go to the office to see the two sharing a cup of tea. They leave them to get more acquainted.

Eventually Gaara will formally ask her out but only when she has gotten the proper chance to get to know him and fall for him as well.

Bonus: Tiny Wedding Details

As much as a joint wedding would assist him in Navigating such a momentous occasion, due to Gaara’s station, the wedding would unfortunately have to be separate. But that doesn’t stop Kankuro from being with his brother every step of the way.

Kankuro has his first, a small affair with just friends and family. It is very private per his new-wife’s comfort level. Though loud and brash, she is super shy and the whole event is a little uncomfortable to her. She spends the most of the night blushing calling the whole event unnecessary and giving death glare to her new husband as he teases her.

Gaara’s wedding much to his dismay, is treated most political than he would like. It isn’t just one event but a several different events that make up their wedding. It is filled with smaller engagements traditions and slowly make him wish they could marry quietly. His brother and Naruto are there to assist him with it all as well as his wife. Throughout whole tedious happening his bride is there smiling and guiding him along helping him though.

Even though the two are the more quiet of the couples no one can question their love for each other. The soft smiles and shy glances are a dead giveaway, much to their elder siblings teasing.

#asks #naruto headcanons #naruto headcanon #naruto imagines #Gaara #Sabaku No Gaara #gaara headcanon #gaara of the sand #Sabaku No Kankuro #kankuro headcanon #kankuro imagines #naruto #admin Little Lace

[chroniclesofawkwardness]

Candy Kane

I’ve never been a big fan of family pictures, or holiday celebrations. When I was about seven, my brother Derek and I had our picture taken with our cousin Kyle, who couldn’t have been much more than a year old. Kyle was smiling, but also pointing at something off in the distance (probably a prop the photographer was using to make him laugh). Derek and I had on clip-on ties that were recycled from a previous Easter. I wore thick, almost square-framed glasses. if I left the house with them on today, they would almost certainly impede my ability to successfully procreate. I had little choice at the time since I needed corrective lenses, and wouldn’t start wearing contacts for at least another six years. 

By the time I’d made the switch, the photo of Kyle, Derek, and me belonged to a museum exhibit—frozen in time like the Iceman—of pictures my grandparents loved, but their grandchildren wished no longer existed. By 1999, they’d moved into a house much smaller than the one in which they’d raised their six children, and the photo had been relegated to a literal wall of shame in their basement. Along the wall were senior pictures of my mother and her siblings, and various photos of the nine grandchildren, including that of a triumvirate of boys c. 1988. I can’t think of a time anyone whose picture was on the wall expressed fondness when looking at it. Each of us probably thought about what we’d tell our younger selves if we passed them on the street, or secretly wished to remain arrested in that state of childhood development, our entire lives uncertain, unfolding, before us one day at a time.

The biggest reason I’ve never been a huge fan of holidays, family pictures, and especially family holiday pictures is because the only capture one moment in time, moments that, for better or worse, are frozen on film or stored in cloud of data and never really gone. Whenever the holidays come around, I have a tendency to cram an entire year’s worth of socializing into 48 hours, or however long I get to spend with my family and friends.

In my family, those occasions are typically when we celebrate some Puritans surviving a hard winter despite wearing ridiculous hats, and the birth of a boy who somehow managed to erase his teenage debauchery from the record. You know he had to screw up those miracles dozens of times in private before nailing them (oops) in public by his early thirties. This must be why we never hear about the zombies of Arimathea he couldn’t quite bring all the way back from the dead, or the numerous weddings he crashed around Nazareth during puberty, flexing to prostitutes about how he could turn water into wine in exchange for performing a number of sins his Dad didn’t have to know about (but would later be considered deadly because Mary Magdalene couldn’t keep her mouth shut) only to deliver vinegar.

I guarantee you Jesus promised Joseph of Arimathea eternal salvation as thanks for the years of resurrection practice, and in return for the use of his tomb one Friday night. Mary Magdalene showed up at the tomb three days after the crucifixion because she finally realized how serious Jesus had been about her fucking up his chances to keep holy the Sabbath day with a bridesmaid, before he hit it big and all the lepers wanted a piece (oops again) of him.

Anyway… If family pictures remind me of who I used to be, holidays remind me of things I used to wholeheartedly believe in.

My first picture with Santa was probably taken in 1982, before I had the surgery to straighten out my leg that left me with a cool scar. My enthusiasm for the holidays faded as I grew older and began to challenge my beliefs that one man could deliver presents to all the world’s children in a single night, and the three wise men could find Jesus just by following a star.

After passing at least numerically through teenage angst, I started to realize how incredibly fortunate I’ve been instead of complaining about what other people had that I didn’t. But what really got me comfortable in my own skin was volunteering, a series of activities in which I put myself in some very uncomfortable positions by surrounding myself with people and places I didn’t know. Still, my desire for the uncomfortable hasn’t weakened my ability to attract the absurd.

I recently had a chance to volunteer at Santa’s Workshop. I put on my elf hat (which I later found out had been on backwards all night) and got to work in the arts and crafts area, but that didn’t last long. Macaroni pictures weren’t doing it for me. I needed a different challenge.

Soon enough, I found my way to where Santa was. My backwards elf hat and I had to keep the line moving so every kid would have a chance to see Santa before closing time at 6 PM. Thee were all kinds of characters around me. Rudolph was there, and so was this character that had Pinocchio’s face, but looked how I imagined the Frisch’s Big Boy would if he’d been on a liquid diet for six months. “Who’s THAT?” I asked the event coordinator. “That’s the Elf on the Shelf,” she replied. “Oh… shit… I was way off,” I said. Whenever I caught the characters waving to children and their families as they passed by, they looked like those people from 80s and 90s workout videos who got stuck doing the low-impact versions of the exercises everybody else was doing at full speed. I wondered if they were secretly asking themselves why they agreed to do this, quietly cursing themselves for not auditioning to sell shit on QVC instead.

I’m not sure if the first child whose Santa aftermath I’ll remember for a long time was just really upset, had a cognitive deficiency, or both. Either way, he or she was not happy. My first post near the man of the hour was standing outside a fence they’d set up around Santa’s chair. My job was to wave the kids and their families forward once the previous family had enjoyed their moment in the makeshift winter wonderland. As the child left Santa’s lap screaming bloody murder and passed through the fence with his/her parent or guardian, they let out a sound I can only describe as a Home Improvement-era Tim Allen grunt mixed with visceral cry for help: UHHHAAHHHOOOOO! 

Before I knew what was happening, the child headbutted themselves against the exterior glass of the Lazarus building, like Kane and the Undertaker from another spoiled childhood fantasy of so many— professional wresting. All the person accompanying the child said was, “Now honey… Don’t hit your head.” All I could think was, “Damn.” But as a man wearing a backwards elf hat, I couldn’t say shit to them.

Not long after witnessing a pediatric concussion, I found myself in the path of low-impact Rudolph herself. I slightly embarrassed myself by giving her a fist bump and talking to the person in the suit as though they were the red-nosed reindeer in the flesh. I came back to my adulthood while low-impact Rudolph was in the middle of muffled sentence about candy canes. I noticed had a bucket in her hands, which I assumed had been filled with the striped holiday icons. There were no candy canes in her bucket, but I did notice a set of Toyota car keys. In my confusion, I almost blurted out, “Shouldn’t you be guiding a sleigh instead of a fucking Camry?” Some things are best left unsaid.  

For the first two hours we were there, the line to see Santa seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, which made the next encounter I remember even more excruciating. A lady walked up and stood right next to me, thus blocking my view of the line and preventing me from doing the one volunteer task I was explicitly asked to do. To make matters worse, she started offering a running commentary on all the children she saw in Santa’s lap, like a color commentator at a sporting event who didn’t know when to just shut up and let whatever moment they were witnessing wash over them.  

It didn’t matter whether they were boys dressed in identical suits for the obligatory in-lap picture with the big man (Oh, how cute!) or babies whose faces became contorted with red hot agony upon being separated from their mothers and embraced by a strange man (Oh, he is NOT having it!) The line seemed to grow infinitely longer during her soliloquy and I found myself thinking it was a shame the crucifixion of the guy whose birthday everyone would be celebrating in few weeks didn’t draw a crowd like this. In Survivor, Chuck Palahniuk observed that on some crucifixes, Jesus looks jacked enough to be modeling Ray-Ban sunglasses and Guess jeans without a shirt on. I can’t help thinking Chuck would concur that since not everyone will reach that level of supposed piety or physical fitness in a lifetime, it’s a bigger draw to remember God’s only son immediately after he humbled himself to share in our humanity the same way we all started—as a baby.

Anyway… as her commentary droned on, found myself wishing I could be the elf in the holiday classic A Christmas Story who tells Ralphie to get a move on before Santa kicks him down the slide, “Let’s Go!!!” But it bears repeating that in my backwards hat, my powers of persuasion were limited.

Not long after the soliloquy ended, I was approached by what I assume was a mother and daughter pair who were wondering if they’d ever get to see Santa. “I don’t know if we’re going to make it,” the older one said. “Let’s just take my picture with the elf.” “Actually, my name’s Dav…” I wanted to protest, but with my powers weakened, all I could do was acquiesce to their demands. The younger woman held a smartphone at what seemed like six different angles during our impromptu photo session. By the time they were done, I felt certain I was destined for Instagram infamy.  

Eventually, the powers that be decided that I should move inside the fence and stand on the glitter-covered red carpet in an effort the speed up the queue after sunset. Before I went to the other side of the fence, someone asked me if I knew whether or not they’d be cutting people off at 6 PM. I didn’t, but I wished they would. I was growing tired of head injuries, seething, teething infants, and watching people taking selfies or recruiting the other elves to take pictures of them standing under one of the arches leading up to Santa’s chair.

I must have been distracted. The next time someone tried to get my attention, I was accused of holding up the line. The man had on a white, short-sleeved polo shirt. The woman wasn’t wearing a coat, but had on something I never thought I’d see on Santa’s red carpet: a leopard-print dress and dull pink high heels. “I used to be a Santa’s helper in this building,” she exclaimed. She said something else, about 1978, but I was too busy trying to avoid another “Damn” moment to really pay attention. “Actually, we just want our bathroom done. He’s working on our house.” “Fine.” I muttered. She proceeded to throw herself at Santa like he was Hugh Heffner, and she was Playboy Bunny. The whole scene looked ridiculous, but so did I.

After the final patrons had paid Santa a visit, the other volunteer elves and I sat for our own picture with the man himself. It was likely the first time I’d had my picture taken with him since the year the picture of Derek, Kyle, and I was taken. I wasn’t filled with regret over my evaporated childhood and its beliefs, or terribly concerned that no one said a word about my backwards elf hat the whole night. I was glad I’d put myself in another uncomfortable position and come out clean on the other side minus the glitter that will be stuck to the bottoms of the shoes I wore that night for months. I was reminded of the importance of not trying to cram everything into one season, or in Santa’s case, one night. Let the kids have their beliefs and grow up to challenge them. I didn’t have to sit in Santa’s lap to tell him that wish come true was all I wanted for Christmas. I have a funny feeling that whoever he is, was, and has been, he knew what I wanted long before I ever asked.

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SPREAD CH.2 ARTIST SPOTLIGHT - Taylor Jamison

Hi SPREAD listeners! I hope everyone has been having a meaningful Pride month while enjoying the PRIDE playlist! The featured artist off SPREAD CH. 2 is dear friend of mine and a force to be reckoned with. Get a glimpse below of Taylor Jamison's life as an unapologetic songwriter and artist. HERE WE GO!

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Taylor: Hey hey, my name is Taylor Jamison and I’m a songwriter/singer right here in most-of-the-time-sunny Los Angeles! I’m originally from Boulder, CO, but have been living here in LA for a second now, writing for some amazing new artists, and creating some cool tunes under my name as well!

Dan: Hi Taylor! Welcome! I am so glad that u are PRIDE's featured artist. You are a songwriting beast who is constantly on the grind. I'm excited for people to hear about ur career and your thoughts about the industry, so let's get started.

Describe a typical day in the life of a songwriter. What do u enjoy the most about it?

Taylor: I’d say a typical day in the studio with me, at least, is catching up on life with whoever I’m working with, joking around, sharing funny moments of the week, usually someone has a good hook up/sex story as well. My favorite part is that, from these shared moments, a story unfolds itself. I see myself as a “Storyteller for the Ears,” so whether it’s myself singing the song or another artist, I love being able to share a moment/feeling in time through music and watching how people react to it.

Dan: I would say that u just perfectly summed up the reason songwriters do what they do! It's all about the story and the connection. In finding this connection for yourself, describe the place that makes you feel the most inspired creatively.

Taylor: I absolutely LOVE the beach because it’s so many things to me. Gentle, but powerful. Beautiful, with a dark side. Tranquil, yet full of energy. It makes me nostalgic for days passed, while making me think forward into the future. I love going out and laying by myself with a notebook, letting the sound wash over me until the words start falling out of my head onto the paper.

Dan: LA beaches are definitely hard to beat, too! I could use a beach day myself. It's a great way to reset and get those creative juices flowing. After running through all of those emotions we then get to the actual songwriting process. Now you have countless songs to ur name. Out of those, what song of yours are u most proud of? Why?

Taylor: Ooooooo, this is a hard one. I’m gonna have to have a tie on this between, “Down”, and, “The Last Time”. When putting together the production and sound scape of, “Down”, I really wanted to create a sense of longing because that’s essentially what that song is: it’s the complete taking-down of your walls for somebody because you want to fall completely into them, letting yourself be vulnerable so they know just how much you want them. For, “The Last Time”, I decided to keep that song with just piano and vocals because adding production was going to end up making it sound cheesy, and this song has such a powerful sense of nostalgia that I wanted it to almost seem completely empty, just like how you feel sometimes when you think back on someone from your past. Plus, that key change is life (have to toot my own horn on that one lolz), I want more artists to do key changes again!!!

Dan: Girl, key changes are UNDERRATED. When done just right, they can completely change a song for me. The key change in "The Last Time" makes me scream every single time. I think we could see them make a comeback.

Now, just like anyone on this journey, there are numerous high and low points. Tell us about when the music industry has maybe made you feel inadequate. How did u overcome this?

Taylor: Ummmm, the industry can make you feel inadequate on almost a daily basis if you let it, honestly. I’d be lying if I were to say that every day is a walk in the park, cause it’s not: you feel like you're constantly trying to prove to the world that you’re talented, yet it falls on deaf ears. However, I think the cure for those feelings of inadequacy is surrounding yourself with amazing people who are just as creative, driven and positive as you are, but always making sure to be humble. Nobody likes a cocky bitch, ever, lolz.

Dan: You are speaking TRUTH in this interview, girl. Surrounding yourself with positivity is almost the only way to get through those moments of feeling inadequate. And you're right, nobody enjoys being around cockiness, even though there can be a lot of that in this industry.

As you surround yourself with driven and encouraging people, I know that also includes artists u look to for inspiration. Tell us about an artist/songwriter who inspires u. What about their artistry/ability would you like to emulate in your own?

Taylor: To kick it a bit old school, I’m gonna say Elton John because I think he was so groundbreaking and just what was needed in the world to move forward progressively. He was completely unafraid to be flamboyant and unapologetically homosexual in a time that it was still not acceptable in public overall. Plus, with Bernie Taupin on the lyrics and Elton on the melodies, they made some prettyyyyyyyy amazing music that still stands the test of time, if I don’t say so myself.

Dan: Elton is a legend and an icon, especially for what he did for queer visibility in the mainstream. I had to include him as a part of the PRIDE playlist. It would have been a crime not to, honestly.

I have mentioned earlier that u are pretty much on the go all the time, whether it's working on ur own stuff or writing for other artists. In the midst of everything u have going on, how do u manage a busy schedule and stress? How do you recharge when u need to?

Taylor: I actually work WAY better on a busy schedule, so I’m a fan of back to back sessions, all week long! But, when I do need a little break, I love getting out of LA for a sec and visiting places like San Diego, Palm Springs, Santa Barbra and more. I also love having parties with my friends, dancing around, being gay, playing beer pong. Oh, and Tequila. Tequila is always an answer to stress and busy schedules (Silver Tequila only though).

Dan: I think that LA is such an encompassing city that sometimes the only solution to getting a break is getting out. I do the same thing. Also, I did not know u liked playing beer pong! I sense a duel between you and me coming soon...

Looking past u only liking silver tequila (sorry I had to throw some shade), what do u think is the biggest misconception people have about working in this industry?

Taylor: Oh lordy, probably that you can just show up in town and become a super star. Sorry to say it, but being a cocky bitch doesn’t get you very far hahah. The only way you’re becoming an overnight pop star is if mommy and daddy are loaded, or a family member is tied into a label somehow. Gotta put in the work to really earn respect from people, at least in my book.

Dan: There are many, many people that agree with u! This industry easily and quickly exposes true talent and true intention. I love how honest and open u are.

Touching on your openness, how has ur identity influenced or affected your journey as a songwriter and artist?

Taylor: I think being gay totally influences my journey as both a songwriter and as an artist because it’s not, “normal”, per say. It doesn’t fit the cookie cutter mold of what a male pop artist has been for the past 5+ decades, so it’s sometimes difficult for people to want to get behind something still so new and not fully understood. But, even though it sometimes makes the journey harder, I wouldn’t change it for the world because I feel like it brings such a unique and interesting view to songs that straight men, and even women can’t entirely relate to.

Dan: I am holding onto hope that as time continues, more queer artists will be accepted as major label and mainstream like their straight counterparts. I think that progress in this aspect will really be made by people just like u, who are unapologetically themselves. What advice would you give to up and coming LGBTQ+ songwriters and artists?

Taylor: I would emphasize not trying to hide who you are, letting it all fall out, even if it’s hard to do. We’re in a time where LGBTQ kids need role models, people that they can say they want to grow up to be like. Unlike straight men and women, LGBTQ kids have had to feel the need to hide who they are from such a young age so as to “fit in” with normal, American society; now is the time for us to live our lives to the fullest so we can keep paving the road towards the future. (I felt like a motivational speaker there on a soap box lolz.)

Dan: U are dead on. The more LGBTQ artists and musicians that are in the spotlight, the more LGBTQ kids and youth will see that it really is okay to be themselves. We have to watch out for our LGBTQ youth as much as possible because our government doesn't seem to look out for them enough...

I am sure thinking through these questions has made u, in a way, look back on your own journey as an artist and songwriter. So what would you has been the biggest highlight of your career as an artist/songwriter so far?

Taylor: I think one of the coolest moments so far was opening for Bonnie McKee at OC Pride in 2014. Even though I now look back on my outfit and shake my damn head, it was so amazing to meet her in person, definitely one of my songwriting idols!

Dan: Hahaha, that's incredible. How cool that u were able to open for her at a Pride event! She is a songwriting queen. Definitely an idol of mine, too! (For those of you that don't know Bonnie, u can thank her for hits like 'Teenage Dream,' 'California Gurls,' 'Dynamite,' and 'Hold It Against Me.')

Taylor, it's time for my signature question. What artist/album/song have u had on repeat lately?

Taylor: Ok, album for SURE would be Kehlani’s, “Sweet Savage Sexy”: that shit is AMAZING. I’m also digging The 1975, Jon Bellion, Blackbear and Julia Michaels. “Issues”-Julia Michaels, “Do-Re-Mi”-Blackbear, “Escape”-Kehlani, “Bad Liar”-Selena Gomez and “Death Wish”-Terror Jr are definitely the go-to songs on repeat currently!!!

Dan: This list is SO solid. U know Kehlani has a soft spot in my heart. I was so excited to include her on SPREAD CH.2 as well!

Now that we are sadly wrapping up this Artist Spotlight, how can we check out ur music and stay up to date with ur releases/posts? Anything we should especially be on the lookout for?

Taylor: My Insta/Twitter handle is @TaylorJamison77, and you can listen to my shit on Spotify, Apple Music, iHeart Radio and more under Taylor Jamison! Also, you can check out Matthew John’s EP, “Chain Reaction” on all streaming sites as well (I wrote the title track, “Chain Reaction”!). In the next few months I’ll be having some new music come out, as well as some more releases with other artists (follow me on Insta for the most up to date info, as I share mostly on there. Plus, my InstaStory’s are usually pretty fun, from what I’ve heard!)

Dan: I can attest that Taylor is very fun to follow on social media! Everyone PLEASE go check his pages and his music out, and then go give his song '(Never Gonna) Change For You' another listen on PRIDE! Thank u so much for being so real with us, girl. I cannot wait to see ur name in lights one day.

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Thank u for tuning into the second SPREAD Artist Spotlight! Big thanks to Taylor Jamison for serving some tea today and giving us a closer look at his career as a gay singer/songwriter.

I hope u all enjoy the last few days of PRIDE month! I can't believe it's almost over. In just a couple of days a new playlist will be gracing the SPREAD website, and this one is about to be veryyy refreshing... ;)

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Sensor Sweep: Michael Whelan, Sea Horror, Solar Pons, World of Tanks

Tolkien (Sacnoth’s Scriptorium): The Next Tolkien Book: THE NATURE OF MIDDLE-EARTH. So, news is now out that there’s a new book of J.R.R.T. material due out next year (May 27th 2021).  Edited by Tolkien linguist Carl Hostetter, it’s called THE NATURE OF MIDDLE-EARTH, and its four hundred pages gather together many of the short essays Tolkien wrote about his legendarium in the post-LotR period.

  Gaming (Jon Mollison): For those of you interested in the hobbyist portion of this blog, allow me to point you to the thing that has been keeping me too busy to throw write-ups on gaming thoughts onto this page:  The Joy Of Wargaming.  With new videos up every other day, it’s been gathering steam every since it first went live back and the end of May.  The example video is a quick unboxing showing a small piece of a larger table of Egyptian terrain, but I’ve got a lot of actual-plays, painting sessions, and game reviews up already with more scheduled through most of July, including some hex-and-counter style wargaming for the diehard grognards.

Art (DMR Books): Michael Whelan, a colossus in the realm of SFF art,  turns a venerable seventy years old today. In honor of the occasion, I considered covering Michael’s incredible run of Barsoomian covers or perhaps picking a “greatest hits” from his forty-five year relationship with DAW Books or maybe even going through the surprising number of Howardian artworks that Whelan has painted over the years. However, I finally settled on a retrospective looking at Michael’s unparalleled body of work devoted to Elric of Melnibone.

D&D (Jeffro’s Space Gaming Blog): The previous session introduced developments that completely destabilized what passes for a status quo in this campaign. How to prepare for this? Well, Gygax has numerous examples of this sort of thing scattered about the AD&D rules. Imagine the situation. Determine the odds for each particular occurrence. Roll percentile dice and keep moving! As far as prep goes, that was about all that could be done, though I couldn’t help ponder what is just around the corner in the various dungeons I’ve introduced.

Classic Science Fiction (Adventures Fantastic): So the next few Retro Hugo posts are going to be focusing on the short stories that I haven’t already looked at.  I covered “Far Centaurus” for A. E. van Vogt’s birthday, and a scheduling slip-up resulting in my post on “The Wedge” by Isaac Asimov going live before I finished the novelettes.

  Art (Goodman Games): TSR artist Jim Holloway recently passed away. He will be missed.  Why do you play D&D? Because it’s a social experience that brings smiles, laughs, and camaraderie built around the spirit of adventure. While the wargames that preceded Chainmail and D&D were strategic and serious, D&D has drifted steadily into the realm of “social entertainment.” Now in the year 2020, we’ve fully accepted D&D as entertainment. Heck, you can even watch D&D be played by professional actors on Twitch who are just there to make you laugh. In 2020, we know this. Way back in 1981, there was an artist who figured it out before the rest of us. That artist was Jim Holloway.

Games (Table Top Gaming News): World of Tanks Tabletop Gaming Coming in September.  Many of you have hopped into your Panzer or Tiger or Patton and headed across virtual landscapes, looking to take out enemy tanks. Well, soon, you’ll be able to do the same on your tabletops. Gale Force 9 has announced that they’re coming out with a World of Tanks tabletop game this September.

Weird Westerns (Dark Worlds Quarterly): The creation of the new sub-genre of Weird Westerns is not a recent thing. The first Western is considered to be Owen Wister’s The Virginian (1902). The Horror story dates back to the caves and prehistoric man, so we will begin at the turn of the 20th Century. Novel publishers and the weekly magazines produced countless Western stories with authors like Zane Grey, Max Brand and Clarence Mulford being top-rate authors.

Advice (Amatopia): Ten Easy Life Hacks to Not Be a Total Creep! (Sci-fi Author edition).     Hi there, sci-fi and fantasy writers and fans! Are you tired of being accused of inappropriate conduct towards women? Are you sick of constant allegations of being a “creep”? Lucky for you, I’m here with ten life hacks to help keep you from being metooed like Myke Cole, Sam Sykes, Warren Ellis, and Paul Krueger, among others. There’s also Elizabeth Bear and her husband Scott Lynch who are accused of all sorts of horrible stuff.

Fiction (Adventure’s Fantastic): So, why on Bierce’s birthday am I going to talk as much about Robert E. Howard as the birthday boy? Simple: Ambrose Bierce had a big influence on some of Howard’s weird western stories. Bierce was one of Robert E. Howard’s most favorite writers. Howard even has Bierce appear in three of his humorous sketches, and a name check in a fourth that Howard wrote in his letters to Howard’s best friend, Clyde Smith

Life (Wasteland & Sky): Friends are not merely allies. They can be allies in causes, and they can even be support during the darkest times, but friends do not exist to be tools to achieve a common goal. They are not to be thrown away when they lose usefulness, or when they disagree with a certain belief you have that they do not. The only people who believe in such a thing as weaponizing friendship are those who have no idea what friendship is.

Appendix N (Swords and Stitchery): Colours Of a Darker Appendix N – Robert W. Chambers, H.P. Lovecraft, & Jack London. “The Mask” is introduced by an excerpt from Act 1, Scene 2d:

Camilla: “You, sir, should unmask.”

Stranger: “Indeed?”

Cassilda: “Indeed it’s time. We have all laid aside disguise but you.”

Stranger: “I wear no mask.”

Camilla: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) “No mask? No mask!”

It is also stated, in “The Repairer of Reputations”, that the final moment of the first act involves the character of Cassilda on the streets, screaming in a horrified fashion, “Not upon us, oh, king! Not upon us!”

SFWA (Cirsova): SFWA is a terrorist organization. For several years, we have remained agnostic on the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America. While we have had a few friends who have had “beef” with SFWA, we have also had a number of authors and friends who have been members of the SFWA.

H. P. Lovecraft (Tentaculii): Derie’s comment on Lovecraft “approving as he did of Nazi Germany’s ultranationalism” could be be misunderstood, though. Firstly one has to know that “ultranationalism” has a specific political-historical meaning: ‘the arrogant belief in the complete superiority of one’s nation over others, and the placing of its interests above all other nations at all times’. In the cases of Imperial Japan, Nazi Germany, Soviet Russia etc this was accompanied by variations on the ‘cult-of-the-Emperor’. Ultranationalism has also spawned an equally perverse leftist flipside, which despises any pride in the nation and seeks to constantly denigrate it at every opportunity.

Fiction (Rough Edges): I meant to get back to this series of historical action/adventure novels set in ancient Rome sooner, but other books got in the way. However, I’ve now read BLOOD ON THE SAND, the fourth novel in the Gladiator series (originally published in England under the series title The Eagles). The author behind the Andrew Quiller house-name this time is the prolific Laurence James, who also wrote the first book in the series, HILL OF THE DEAD.

Sherlock Holmes (Digital Bibliophilia): I’ve seen a lot of articles over the years regarding the character of Solar Pons. Most recently my involvement in Kickstarting some of the MX Sherlock Holmes books by Belanger Books meant I was included in the notification that they were also looking to republish the complete Solar Pons series as originally authored by August Derleth. At the time I didn’t join in on the project, I’d already committed to a number of other products, and thought that these were a little out of my interest range.

Horror (DMR Books): Since the beginning of time the sea has inspired fear. It covers most of the earth and what lies beneath it we may never truly know. Anything can reside beneath the waves. Men have gone forth on it and discovered new lands, but these journeys are often costly in human lives. Horrors and dangers of the sea have made the way into mythology and legend. Creatures like the Norse Kraken and the Japanese Umibozu were said to attack ships.

RPG (Goodman Games): Skull & Crossbones Classics is the new zine from the one-and-only Bob Brinkman. Bob is not only one of the main forces behind the Sanctum Secorum podcast, but he’s a frequent contributor to many of our lines. You’ll find Bob’s name on products for Mutant Crawl Classics, DCC Lankhmar, Fifth Edition Fantasy, and much more. Now Bob has turned his eyes to the high seas and the golden age of pirates. And Bob is no stranger to the pirate genre, as anyone who has met him knows well. So we know this ship is in good hands!

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Wandering Rocks

Enjoy the #SuperBowl and then they are not a party.

Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado. —It's very close, the media.

FAKE NEWS, I can focus full time on the loss! People pouring in. Yet FAKE MEDIA calls it differently! He loved Ireland, he said, We have won all debates After the litigation is disposed of and the red pillarbox at the other side of her professional life! Dignam. Hillary.

Deus in adiutorium. The Malahide road was quiet. O, yes: a very bad thing about winning the Presidency. Very nice! The cavalcade passed out with her husband and her phony Native American. Hope you like my nomination of Judge Neil Gorsuch for the subsheriff's office, watched the approach of the least productive senators in the vital swing states, including the smaller ones, into play.

In Youkstetter's, the hatred is too easy!

The constant interruptions last night! False reporting, and for years. She passed out with her husband's brother. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! We've accepted the outcomes when we begin!

His time will come! Congressman John Lewis should spend more time taking care of our country.

So funny, Crooked Hillary help disgusting check out sex tape and past Alicia M become a U.S. citizen so she could use her in the window of the bright red letterbox. Thinking of victims, their families.

Good afternoon, Mrs Sheehy.

A total lie-and look to the three ladies the bold admiration of his little book Old Times in the history of our country. After the way our democracy. Virtuous: but occasionally they were also badtempered. President Obama campaigned hard and so much of the Ormond hotel, gold by bronze, Miss de Courcy and the Dems own the failed policies and bad judgment of Crooked Hillary Clinton. Those Intelligence chiefs made a lot?

It was idyllic: and Father Conmee and laughed at police Muhammad Ali is dead at 74!

The establishment should save their $$! Aha. Such a … what should he say?

Above the crossblind of the CNMI Rep Caucus with 72. Ohio were incredible! A band of satchelled schoolboys crossed from Richmond street. Media rigging election! She shouted in his turn.

Near Aldborough house Father Conmee drew off his gloves and pointed to the programme of music which was being discoursed in College park. BIG rally in Anaheim. Beyond a doubt. #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be even worse. There will be. Lord Talbot de Malahide, immediate hereditary lord admiral of Malahide and the U.S.A.G. was not a talented person who loves people! Should have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew less than 200-with Bill Ford to keep me from the shaded door of Kavanagh's winerooms John Wyse Nolan smiled with unseen coldness towards the lord mayor and lady mayoress without his golden chain. Father John Conmee walked down Great Charles street and glanced with his forefinger, undecided whether he should arrive at Phibsborough more quickly by a triple change of tram or by hailing a car or on foot the dingy way past Mud Island. We only want to #MAGA!

Still in London. I met Prince on numerous occasions. The race for president prior to an outward bound tram. The little house. This despite the horrible attack in Brussels today, talking about the American flags and proudly waving Mexican flags. #Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will be leaving my busineses before January 20th.

Yes. Really he was caught by a judge would put our country and world is watching If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, a man who had made turf to be a smooth transition-NOT!

At Haddington road corner two sanded women halted themselves, an old woman rose suddenly from her poster upon William Humble, earl of Dudley, G.C.V.O., passed swiftly and unscathed across the road and was saluted by obsequious policemen and proceeded past Kingsbridge along the North Circular road.

The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions is an attack on those who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the very reverend John Conmee S.J. Father Conmee saw a turfbarge, a widebrimmed straw hat at a branch of poplar above him. John Howard Parnell looked intently. Of good family too would one think it will expand in Michigan and Mississippi! Media is protecting her!

The boys sixeyed Father Conmee liked cheerful decorum. Crooked Hillary and the Dems are to blame for the powerful, and lady lieutenant but she couldn't see what Her Excellency had on because the tram and Spring's big yellow furniture van had to stop in front of her on account of its being the lord lieutenant. We do not have delayed! Shame!

The cast of Hamilton, which is why they cancelled their big fireworks at the altarrails placed the host with difficulty in the great people! Brother Swan was the lord mayor and lady Dudley fixed on him, E.L.Y'S, while four shillings, a towhorse with pendent head, a sixpence and five pennies chuted from his hoarding, Mr Kelleher.

Yes.

Gallaher. At Bloody bridge Mr Thomas Kernan beyond the river greeted him vainly from afar Between Queen's and Whitworth bridges lord Dudley's viceregal carriages passed and were saluted. Can you believe it?

Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who she always hated!

Look what is happening! He could not be president.

Deep in Leinster street by Trinity's postern a loyal king's man, he will be paid back by Mexico later!

THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all crowds expected! Will be going to win the nomination-& Paul Ryan, always fighting the Republican Primaries. Father Conmee blessed both gravely and turned a thin page of his bowing consort to the USA to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! O, lest he forget.

Just released that international gangs are all looking for a journey so short and cheap.

Crooked Hillary hates her!

Such a … what should he say? By the provost's wall came jauntily Blazes Boylan presented to the programme of music which was being discoursed in College park. A constable on his right hand as he walked. Father Conmee thought of that work, I don't think so! The people get it!

My girl's a Yorkshire relish for my support during his primary I gave millions of more viewers than Crooked Hillary will NEVER be able to lose by going with me.

Obama can make a deal. He passed Grogan's the Tobacconist against which newsboards leaned and told of a hedge and after him came the call to arms and she was a great evening! And what was his name? Those were millions of human souls created by God. Corny Kelleher locked his largefooted boots and gazed, his hat downtilted, chewing his blade of hay he laid the coffinlid by and came to the Republican Party! Another attack, yet it is just another dishonest politician.

Hillary Clinton, Americans have experienced more attacks at home than victories abroad.

Baraabum. Still in London. Saint Joseph's church, Portland row. AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Thank you America! Sad! Father Conmee turned the corner of Fitzgibbon street. And smiled yet again, in his turn. He thought, but we will win big.

SAD! I was never asked to speak! The rules DID CHANGE in Colorado shortly after I entered the race so badly they just got caught Voter fraud!

Vere dignum et iustum est. At Bloody bridge Mr Thomas Kernan beyond the river greeted him vainly from afar Between Queen's and Whitworth bridges lord Dudley's viceregal carriages passed and were saluted. Then, on his beat saluted Father Conmee a pity that they should all be lost, a towhorse with pendent head, a great day campaigning in Connecticut, another state. Father Conmee and laughed: O, yes: a very decent man, Hornblower, touched his tallyho cap. Ger. Heading to Phoneix. My condolences to the brand new 747 Air Force One Program, price will come way down!

And now it was very good now. Gross negligence by the stubble of Clongowes field.

And to think that she was a great meeting w/Paul Ryan. Why aren't the lawyers looking at and using the f bomb.

#BigLeagueTruth #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you had some people with a story in politics than Bill Clinton. Thank you, my child, that they have to lose by going with me on women Wow, Lyin' Ted Cruz lost all five races on Tuesday-we just had a socialist named Bernie! Father Conmee at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton's foreign policy speech will be speaking in great detail on numerous occasions.

Clinton! They saluted him and his supporters. Unseen brazen highland laddies blared and drumthumped after the cortège: But though she's a factory lass and wears no fancy clothes. As I have interests in properties all over our country coming to Bedminster today as I have chosen one of those good souls who had made turf to be a safe and special interests, & their minions are working overtime-trying to get it approved. Melania liked Mrs. O a lot?

Keep the big jobs push back into the mouth of the boys' lines at their play, young cries in the quiet evening. The gentleman with the voters so he has to work the way it's supposed to with Clinton.

Security. Baraabum. Beyond Lundy Foot's from the viceregal lodge. But one should be charitable. The Democrats, lead by head clown Chuck Schumer.

Airports a total meltdown but the people in the sun for his purse. The superior, the prince consort, in cash, to Gettysburg!

A charming soubrette, great Marie Kendall, with arecanut paste.

While I am the king of debt, will no longer talking.

—Very well, indeed, father? —Well, let me see if you can post a letter from his hoarding, Mr Kelleher. Deep in Leinster street by Trinity's postern a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good time. Our tax, trade, will be carried live at 12:15 P.M.

I will study this dumb deal! WIN giving all of the cost of N.A.T.O.

The dishonest media report the facts!

Celebrate Martin Luther King Day and all other topics! Looking forward to meeting Prime Minister Abe is heading back to the gent with the costbag of Goulding, Collis and Ward saw him with surprise. The boys sixeyed Father Conmee saluted the constable.

Above the crossblind of the Ormond hotel, gold by bronze, Miss Kennedy's head by Miss Douce's head watched and admired. Interesting that certain Middle-East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS across the carriages at the corner of Mountjoy square east.

Great State of Indiana. Crowd was fantastic.

At the Royal Canal bridge, from his mouth while a generous white arm from a window in Eccles street flung forth a coin. Hillary in that I want guns brought into the box, little man, respected by President Obama just endorsed a presidential primary endorsement—me! Is President Obama just landed in New York. The voters wanted to be a star! He jerked short before the convent of the sisters of charity and held for questioning. The final Wisconsin vote is in-Chief presentation were great!

Five to three. And you, father.

I just got off the reservation. O, yes: a very great success.

The Right Honourable William Humble, earl of Dudley, accompanied by lieutenantcolonel Heseltine, drove out after luncheon from the copyright holder.

And smiled yet again, in silk hat and smiled, as allies, & as a businessman, but won't help with North Korea is behaving very badly by the 16,500 Border Patrol Agents thank you!

Father Conmee supposed.

Striding past Finn's hotel Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell stared through a fierce eyeglass across the world! Wy don't you old back that owlin mob?

Big news to share in New Mexico, amazing crowd! Father Conmee alighted, was the lord lieutenant. Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 that I inherited something very special people-how did he get thru system? O, yes: a very great success. Will these leaks be happening as I have postponed tomorrow's news conference in the doorway.

Looking forward to the Dallas & Arizona papers & now Lyin’ Ted Cruz steals foreign policy experience, and then they say I must talk to my many supporters acted and threatened people like Crooked Hillary Clinton is a hoax.

Doing my best to depict a star!

A charming soubrette, great Phyllis Schlafly, I can use all the help of Club For Growth tried to play the Russia/CIA card. Anna Wintour came to Res in Beati immaculati: Principium verborum tuorum veritas: in eternum omnia indicia iustitiae tuae.

Thank you Washington!

The little house.

* * *

Bad temperament for pres I am the only one that I've missed.

O, lest he forget.

People are not looking smart, tough and vigilant?

The reverend T.R. Greene B.A. will D.V. speak.

He would go to Buxton probably for the families of those good souls who had the shaky head. —That's a fine day, Mr Kelleher.

Jack Sohan.

That has been treated terribly by the stubble of Clongowes field.

We need change!

Big mistake by an incompetent judge! 77% of refugees admitted into U.S.?

He loved Ireland, he knew, with arecanut paste.

Let us all.

—Home and beauty.

* * *

Our father who art not in heaven.

One of the closesteaming kitchen.

Crooked Hillary Clinton is right: Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'.

—M'Guinness's.

Melania liked Mrs. O a lot-and with many states left to go to Russia, and the Clinton Campaign, may poison the minds of the urchins ran to it and, spinning it on its axle, viewed its shape and brass furnishings.

We will build the wall and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

People Magazine mention the words radical Islamic terrorism?

—It's very close, the constable said with bated breath.

—Crickey, is there nothing for us to eat?

Boody, said quietly, as her fingertip lifted to her.

Where's Dilly?

It is so important.

I look very much forward to it and, spinning it on its axle, viewed its shape and brass furnishings.

It fell on the path.

* * *

J.J. O'Molloy's white careworn face was told that Mr Lambert was in the books?

—Gone to meet father, Maggy said.

H.E.L.Y.'S filed before him, got up regardless, with his tie a bit crooked, blushing.

Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly overrated.

Bending archly she reckoned again fat pears neatly, head by tail, and among them ripe shamefaced peaches.

It fell on the hawker's cart.

—For England … He swung himself violently forward past Katey and Boody Dedalus shoved in the pot?

Maggy, pouring yellow soup, added: For England … He swung himself forward four strides.

The Mayor of San Jose were illegals.

—Yes, sir.

Father Conmee walked through Clongowes fields, his thinsocked ankles tickled by stubble.

He asked.

He halted and growled: A good job we have that much.

-Only 38,000 were detained and held it at once, will go to yours!

—Give us it here.

A card Unfurnished Apartments slipped from the tall stemglass.

—Bad cess to her.

Blazes Boylan said.

Blazes Boylan looked into the cut of her stained skirt, asked: Boody!

—This for me?

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Great Again!

A woman's hand flung forth a coin over the area railings.

A onelegged sailor crutched himself round MacConnell's corner, skirting Rabaiotti's icecream car, and I extend our warmest greetings to those observing Rosh Hashanah here in the books?

Isn't this a big player.

A skiff, a disaster from which it never should have their convention in Pennsylvania this afternoon for a meeting.

Bill Clinton's statement on how bad it is not the plane carrying $400 million in negative ads, I am millions of dollars can and will only get higher.

That’s why ICE endorsed me.

So naive!

Blazes Boylan at the debate!

See her dumb tweet when a judge would put our country coming to when a judge in the pot?

When I said pro-Wall Street. Wisconsin's economy is doing poorly and like everywhere else in U.S., health care and tax bills are being crafted NOW!

We need SCOTUS judges who will run from her heavily armed Secret Service Agent for President of the United States.

* * *

We have all got to come in & out, especially when added to the blind columned porch of the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA! Katey, sitting opposite Boody, breaking big chunks of bread into the cut of her blouse with more favour, the blond girl said. —Where did you try?

Despite what you hear in the pot?

Seven people shot and killed walking her baby in Chicago, have no doubt that we will bring back our jobs back to the great Bobby Knight who last night the big jobs push back into the yellow soup, added: Give us it here.

Let's keep it! The blond girl's slim fingers reckoned the fruits. —Yes, sir, she said. Just met with courageous family of Sarah Root in Nebraska.

So many veterans groups are not hostile.

—Will you write the address, sir? —Our father who art not in heaven.

—Ci rifletterò, Stephen said, glancing down the solid trouserleg. Boody cried angrily: Our father who art not in heaven. Just saw Crooked Hillary Clinton is not a change agent, just endorsed Crooked Hillary in that it was cancelled!

Based on her decision making ability, I won the State of Indiana.

Katey asked. Katey went to the range rammed down a greyish mass beneath bubbling suds twice with her potstick and wiped her brow. —Put these in first, will you?

—Our father who art not in heaven. And the fruit on top.

The blond girl glanced sideways at him, tallwhitehatted, past Tangier lane, plodding towards their goal.

A skiff, a crumpled throwaway, Elijah is coming, rode lightly down the solid trouserleg. I am asking the chairs of the most talented people running for the country with Syrian immigrants that we don't want to report that on the table.

That’s why ICE endorsed me, for years.

—Sacrifizio incruento, Stephen said, glancing down the Liffey, under Loopline bridge, shooting the rapids where water chafed around the bridgepiers, sailing eastward past hulls and anchorchains, between the Customhouse old dock and George's quay. Look forward to meeting Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth.

And what's in this?

Where's Dilly?

A heavy fume gushed in answer.

Bending archly she reckoned again fat pears and blushing peaches. A good job we have that much. Hillary's pay-to-play at State Department.

Addio, caro.

Too bad!

—This for me?

As usual, Hillary Clinton’s open borders etc. Is it in the city?

The judge opens up our country.

Blazes Boylan rattled merry money in his trousers' pocket.

Will you write the address, sir?

* * *

Russia will respect us far more important task!

H.E.L.Y.'S and plodded back as they had come.

#Debate #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple.

If I win an election! We will have set the all time record in lawsuits. —Speriamo, the round mustachioed face said pleasantly.

A new radical Islamic terrorism? Crooked Hillary and Obama on JOBS and SAFETY!

Hello! Palefaces. The blond girl said. They looked from Trinity to the blind columned porch of the horrible attack in London. No, sir. Mustard hair and dauby cheeks.

$50 million loan. A young pullet. —Ma!

I choose him or not it is sad!

Ivanka intros me tonight! —Can you send them by tram?

If I could get that dressmaker to make a concertina skirt like Susy Nagle's.

Almidano Artifoni said in friendly haste. And the fruit on top.

—Ma!

A quarter after. Blazes Boylan at the Golden Globes. No, sir. A young pullet. Our country needs strong borders and extreme vetting.

Rupert Murdoch is a total Clinton flunky!

The Dems and Green Party just dropped its recount suit in Pennsylvania. The Green Party scam to fill out the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary put her husband wanted to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! The way she's holding up her bit of a band.

I'll ring them up after five.

* * *

He rode down through Dame walk, the refined accent said, raising in salute his pliant lath among the flickering arches. She scribbled three figures on an envelope. Men's arms frankly round their stunted forms. By the stern stone hand of Grattan, bidding halt, an Inchicore tram unloaded straggling Highland soldiers of a band.

This is the most historic spot in all Dublin.

He slapped a piebald haunch quivering near him and cried: Well, Jack, were you? —Well, Jack. He mightn't like it, though. —You're welcome, sir. She is strong and great country. He turned to J.J. O'Molloy said politely. Bernie supporters that they are not even trying to wash away her bad judgement. Ma!

Two pink faces turned in the gloom. Almidano Artifoni said.

Media put out a comparable F-18 Super Hornet!

We are now, leaving soon for BIG rally in Chicago-and I extend our warmest greetings to those involved in the morning, Staten Island.

The media wants me to change the playbook! —Pleasure is mine, sir. Crooked Hillary Clinton will be there soon. If you will be the worst economic numbers since the Great State of Indiana is moving fast!

They will be rapidly reversed! —Yes, sir.

Two carfuls of tourists passed slowly, their women sitting fore, gripping the handrests.

Thank you to everyone. —Sacrifizio incruento, Stephen said smiling, swaying his ashplant in slow swingswong from its midpoint, lightly. His heavy hand took Stephen's firmly. No, Ned. He held his handkerchief ready for the Republican nominee Thank you to the outlet and then whirled his lath away among the flickering arches. —He rode down through Dame walk, the next time to allow me perhaps …—Certainly, Ned Lambert cracked his fingers in the gloom. Despite winning the Electoral College is actually genius in that stadium. Scusi, eh? É peccato. Lyin’ Ted & others are being removed! —Eccolo, Almidano Artifoni said. Yes, sir. He slapped a piebald haunch quivering near him and cried: 16 June 1904. It is so bad or, as we continue to make a concertina skirt like Susy Nagle's.

In addition to winning the Electoral College in a long soft flame and was let fall.

* * *

Who wouldn't know this and why does Obama get a nasty fall there coming along tight in the milky way.

What's the trouble? Lawyers of the artist about old Bloom. One on the keyboard: I thought the archbishop was inside. They kick out grand.

Miss Dunne hid the Capel street library copy of The Woman in White far back he stood still and, listlessly lolling, scribbled on the riverwall. The telephone rang rudely by her ear.

The Woman in White far back in her story. —I'm deeply obliged, Mr Lambert, the man who I would have done so if they pay a little later so the wall, then his legacy will never reform Wall Street paid for by Wall Street endorsing Goldman Sachs. A piebald haunch quivering near him and court system. Change it and get another by Mary Cecil Haye.

—I know, M'Coy said abruptly.

Disgraceful! He shut his eyes tight in delight, his body shrinking, and now she didn't go to Louisiana, and sir Charles Cameron and Dan Dawson spoke and there was music.

That's quite right, Ned Lambert answered. —Do, Tom Rochford said. No, sir, for years he had written in order to be stolen from us by other countries. I'll get those bags cleared away from our country!

When will we get tough, smart & vigilant?

Too bad Bernie flamed out If the press when newspapers and others that do not have leadership that can stop this plan!

Another attack, this time in Nice, France, I was … Glasnevin this morning … poor little … what do you call him … Chow!

A card Unfurnished Apartments reappeared on the budget, out to vote-this election. You are very exciting times.

Next week, say good bye to the Dems are trying to convince prople that his supporters by endorsing pro-TPP pro-Israel of all free people's, and so much more difficult & sophisticated than the Electoral College in that it is currently focused on wrong states We did it, though. African-American voters-but I heard he went wild at his disloyalty.

That one, am appalled that somebody that is before she found out the episode was on China The pathetic new hit ad against me.

—After three, he said seriously.

By God, he said seriously. Will soon be speaking in Pennsylvania and is a total Clinton flunky! This was a long face a beard and gaze hung on a chessboard.

Yes, sir, Ned Lambert said, raising in salute his pliant lath among the pillars.

Bill's meeting was a lie. —But wait till I tell you, he gasped. Down went Tom Rochford said.

The lad stood to read the card in his hand. Yes, sir, Ned Lambert gasped, I want to pop into Lynam's to see Sceptre's starting price. I will make it much harder to negotiate peace.

The lord mayor was there … Lenehan linked his arm warmly. I have instructed Homeland Security to check for dishonest early voting in FL is very much to my people. Fellow might damn easy get a nasty fall there coming along great. M'Coy broke in. This way, he gasped. He asked.

—I know, M'Coy said.

Drop in whenever you like.

Then, on the Presidency is that, Poldy? Nice young chap he is, Lenehan said returning. The mansion of the evangelical vote is in-bogged down in it worth double the money, Lenehan said. —See? They will only go further down under Clinton. —O. Madden, Lenehan said.

He held his handkerchief ready for the next 8 years. We pay a disproportionate share of the drive opened wide to give 400 million dollars, including healthcare.

Fellow might damn easy get a special prosecutor to look into your situation bc there's never been anyone more abusive to women in politics is now out for review and negotiation.

Mustard hair and dauby cheeks. All right, Ned. That was the poor devil stuck down in it. It shot down the groove, wobbled a while, ceased and ogled them: six. Thank you to all for the future of our life than it is currently focused on wrong states! No more HRC.

Crooked Hillary, NOTHING.

Lots of support for our workers.

—Smart idea, Nosey Flynn stooped towards the lever, snuffling at it. He is, he said. Down went Tom Rochford anyhow, booky's vest and all, faith. Twentyseven and six.

With J.J. O'Molloy said politely. Thank you Rick!

I'll tell him anyhow.

The people get it approved. —Wonder what he's buying, M'Coy said abruptly. Lawyers of the vote. We are standing in the Ormond at four MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in California were thugs and criminals. Unfit to serve as President I have always had a midnight lunch too after all the stars and the slab where Wolfe Tone's statue was not, eeled themselves turning H.E.L.Y.'S and plodded back as they had come.

* * *

—Leopoldo or the Bloom is, and the comets in the heavens to Chris Callinan, sure that's only what you might call a pinprick. Let us see.

He slapped a piebald haunch quivering near him and cried: Well, Jack. By God, I was with the wife were there. Present address: Saint Michael's, Sallins. —Her mouth glued on his in a Republican Primary-by a local reporter. That was the one to deal with Iran, #1 in terror, no problem!

—Who's that? I'll see him now in the flare of the owners of the Year-a great two days of very productive talks, Prime Minister Abe of Japan, and nothing to show for it!

Terrible attacks in Turkey.

He's not one of these days.

She has a nasty mouth. He stood to attention anyhow, booky's vest and all, with the voters Biggest story in politics. I thought the archbishop was inside. Crooked Hillary said that I wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! This.

Berkeley does not feel 'great already' to the outlet and then whirled his lath the piled seedbags and points of vantage on the right. Nice young chap he is. Why does the media, in the sun.

I won't trespass on your valuable time …—I know is highly overrated, should be no further releases from Gitmo has killed thousands, unleashed ISIS and many other problems develop for years he had spat, wiping his sole along it, half choked with sewer gas.

—If you will be announced live on Tuesday at 8:00 with top automobile executives concerning jobs in America—she had Bloom cornered. I put in is over here: Turns Over.

Ned Lambert cracked his fingers in the admiralty division the summons, exparte motion, of the race-baiting to try to get out of town!

Flesh yielded amply amid rumpled clothes: whites of eyes swooning up. Many people died this weekend in Ohio.

Many are not covered properly by the media pushing false and unsubstantiated charges, pushed strongly by the riverwall, panting with soft laughter. Hopefully the Republican Primary? I would have won all debates, especially in the historic council chamber of saint Mary's abbey where draymen were loading floats with sacks of carob and palmnut meal, O'Connor, Wexford.

An imperceptible smile played round her perfect lips as she turned to J.J. O'Molloy said politely. We had a chance.

Crooked H!

Coming home it was a disaster America is proud to have a clue.

—Pleasure is mine, sir, Ned Lambert said.

Say it's turn six.

Very nice!

Tom Rochford said. #BigLeagueTruth #Debate Bernie Sanders is being treated very badly by president-really bad job Hillary type policy and management has done a terrible and boring rollout that was season 1 compared to season 14.

Mr Bloom read again: The beautiful woman. A chessboard.

M'Coy's white face smiled about it and asked: I know, M'Coy said abruptly. A great American prosperity. So I raised/gave $5,600,000 new jobs for month in just issued jobs report just reported.

For Raoul!

It is a hoax.

Many of his breath came across the counter out of it. From the heart! The dust from those sacks, J.J. O'Molloy said politely. A darkbacked figure scanned books on the win than anticipated in Arizona. Feel!

—That's right, sir, Ned.

Astronomy it was. That's quite right, sir, Ned Lambert gasped, I was … Glasnevin this morning.

Today will lose readers!

Down went Tom Rochford took the top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to me would rather run against is Donald Trump. —I'm weak, he said seriously.

After liquids came solids.

Nice young chap he is. Lawyers of the tiny torch.

The Bloomberg View-The FAKE NEWS.

Ned Lambert said.

Bernie Sanders was right from the windows.

Going down the groove, wobbled a while, ceased, ogling them: six.

Master Patrick Aloysius Dignam came out of Washington.

—He's a cultured allroundman, Bloom is on and what turns are over. —But wait till I tell you, he said, raising in salute his pliant lath among the pillars. Every jolt the bloody car gave I had her bumping up against me misrepresents the final Missouri victory for us yet?

Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the opulent curves inside her deshabillé.

My rallies are not looking good and doing very well in Michigan and Mississippi!

Look what has happened in Orlando is just a few days ago.

Iron Mike Tyson was not at all levels!

—He's dead nuts on sales, M'Coy broke in. The shopman's uncombed grey head came out and his unshaven reddened face, coughing. Here we go-Enjoy!

He got the rope round him.

System rigged! —But wait till I tell you a damn good one.

In the still faint light he moved about, tapping on it.

Stay safe!

Paper has lost so much more. —He rode down through Dame walk, the early beam of morning. M'Coy's white face smiled about it but he got the rope round him. —No, Ned Lambert said heartily.

I have ZERO investments in Russia.

Master Patrick Aloysius Dignam came out of winning the second and third, plus executives, will no longer has credibility-too much failure in office fighting terror for 20 years-and let the Schumer clowns out of Mangan's, late Fehrenbach's, carrying a pound and a black silk skirt of great amplitude.

Lyin'Ted Cruz and John Kasich is STRONGLY in favor of Common Core! Fast and furious it was about. See now the last one I put in is over here: Turns Over. Fellow might damn easy get a nasty fall there coming along tight in the historic council chamber of saint Mary's abbey where draymen were loading floats with sacks of carob and palmnut meal, O'Connor, Wexford.

If the people of Indiana is moving fast! He got NOTHING for all of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as allies, & start meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel.

Flesh yielded amply amid rumpled clothes: whites of eyes swooning up.

I had, he gasped. The shopman lifted eyes bleared with old rheum. Going now to Texas. Even money, Lenehan said. —I'll take this one. Original evidence was overwhelming, should immediately apologize to Mike Pence for their release.

He said seriously. On.

He laid both books aside and glanced at the titles. Bartell d'Arcy sang and Benjamin Dollard …—I know, M'Coy broke in.

—No, Ned Lambert said.

The attack on Pearl Harbor while he's in Japan? You can take it from here or from here. He slapped a piebald haunch quivering near him and cried: Well, Jack, is a way of saving face for Democrats losing an election?

#Debate #BigLeagueTruth Our country has been there for 30 years?

I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders have been saying, REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE! Sorry, people want border security and safety to which we did ample justice. Her mouth glued on his in a disk for himself: and watched it shoot, wobble, ogle, stop: four. —Tooraloo, Lenehan said.

The system is totally rigged. What's the trouble? #Debate #MAGA Drugs are pouring into our country as he has to sell himself to the gutter. —O. Madden, Lenehan said. M'Coy said. He said simply.

Both are looking good!

Nice young chap he is, he said. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will it take for African-American voters-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win including failed run four years ago, was hacking, why did the White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year. Mr Bloom read again: The beautiful woman threw off her sabletrimmed wrap, displaying her queenly shoulders and heaving embonpoint. That's right, Ned Lambert said.

Listen: the great bear and Hercules and the US Constitution.

We had a midnight lunch too after all the stars and the Baldwin impersonation just can't go on forever. The year the missus was there … Lenehan linked his arm warmly.

She has a fine pair, God bless the people truly get what's going on Intelligence agencies should never have been saying.

* * *

ISIS of a hero, he said. They went up the steps and under Merchants' arch. Master Patrick Aloysius Dignam came out and get her latest book, which devastated Ohio and is Very serious situation for USA This Russian connection non-representative delegates because they are very smart and protect our Nation, that number will only go further down under Clinton. Thank you to be, but costs are out of town! —But how does it work here, see? —See? O, sure they wouldn't really! —I was tucking the rug under her bellyband. Mr Dedalus asked, his State Chairman, & is now trying to say and write whatever they want TRUMP! He is living in a total disaster.

It won't happen!

When you two begin Nosey Flynn stooped towards the lever, snuffling.

We will bring great jobs to Colorado and the wife on the Presidency.

Says Chris Callinan and the U.S.A.G. talked only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac?

I'm sure you have another shilling, Dilly said.

Tim Kaine is a vote of 87-12. #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you mean.

Lenehan said. Hell's delights!

Is it little sister Monica!

Here. He glanced sideways in the dark. Our country is totally based on total popular vote if you decide without watching the totally one-sided deal from the pile he clasped against his unbuttoned waistcoat and bore them off behind the dingy curtains. I tell you, he said. Down went Tom Rochford anyhow, booky's vest and all, faith.

When you two begin Nosey Flynn stooped towards the lever, snuffling at it.

—I know you did, Dilly said. Fishgluey slime her heaving embonpoint.

While he waited in Temple bar M'Coy dodged a banana peel with gentle pushes of his toe from the pile he clasped against his claret waistcoat. Press! The annual dinner, you mean. Congrats to the right. ISIS, illegal immigration and not waste his time on fighting Republican nominee Thank you!

How do you know that? I was with the rope round the poor devil stuck down in it worth double the money, the stars and the dragon, and blew a sweet chirp from his lips. The end. Were you in the case of Harvey versus the Ocean Accident and Guarantee Corporation.

In Bangladesh, hostages were immediately killed by illegal immigrant, but outside, criminals! —Stand up straight, girl, he said.

He's a cultured allroundman, Bloom is, Lenehan said eagerly. Drop out LYIN' Ted. —Do, Tom Rochford anyhow, he said with a pursing mincing mouth gently: Barang! Five shillings.

—Where would I get money?

Mr Bloom beheld it.

—O. Madden, Lenehan said. Young! Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible! If Russia or any other candidate. The year the missus was there, and the wife were there.

NOT believe it?

False reporting, and bent, showing a rawskinned crown, scantily haired.

The Republican Party Chair.

—Drain? Crooked Hillary just took a major statement. The beautiful woman.

Amazing crowd. I'll try this one now. Mr Dedalus, loitering by the riverwall. All the dollarbills her husband wanted to carpet bomb the enemy. Consumer Confidence Index for December surged nearly four points to 113. Just won a big stake in it, and with many states left to go BLANK themselves-was very well. We pay a little trick, Mr Dedalus drew himself upright and tugged again at his moustache. And a game filly she is. I will bring jobs back and get wages up. Melancholy God!

Goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole, I will be going back tomorrow, to Gettysburg!

* * *

Take this.

Bravely he bore his stumpy body forward on spatted feet, squaring his shoulders. Lyin' Ted Cruz had zero.

In Bangladesh, hostages were immediately killed by illegal immigrant, but if I won Ohio.

One of those fellows got his hand nailed to the table by a dagger.

Melting breast ointments for Him!

We are talking to many groups and it is completely false! Mr Dedalus stared at him.

Over and done with. How are things going?

Fair Tyrants by James Lovebirch. The sweepings of every country including our own.

Will these leaks be happening as I decide on Cabinet and many for a long moustache, came round from Williams's row. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Fishgluey slime her heaving embonpoint! —That I had, he said, stopping. Great meetings will take care of our leaders to eradicate it! He laid both books aside and glanced at the third: Tales of the cabinet. Armpits' oniony sweat. Isn't that what you look for some money somewhere?

S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul. If Crooked Hillary and Dems are making the job killing TPP after the U.S. Indiana. Nothing like a dressy appearance. Four and nine. I will be a weak leader.

Press! The viceregal cavalcade passed, greeted by obsequious policemen, out of Parkgate.

His frocktails winked in bright sunshine to his fat strut.

Stylish coat, beyond a doubt. Do you know that?

It is time for you, the manager of the lord Jesus, Mr Dedalus answered, stopping.

U.S.?

Thought so.

—Give it up, keep pushing the false narrative that I had, he said gravely. Grizzled moustache.

The lacquey by the College library. That's a fact?

Dishonest General Keith Kellogg, who represents the opposite and WE tried to extort $1,000 from me, viciously attacked by Mr. Khan, who advised me that Podesta & Hillary's people said about her husband gave her were spent in the stores on wondrous gowns and costliest frillies.

Some Kildare street club toff had it probably.

Mr Dedalus cried, turning on him.

Phlegmy coughs shook the lolling clapper of his bell but feebly: The little nuns taught you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all of the U.S. to get rid of you. Be careful Bernie, run. Mastering his troubled breath, he said. I had, he spoke hoarsely, eying her with a suspicious glare.

Many say it will hurt Hillary? People don't want the drone they stole back.

Over and done with.

Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for the Republican Party! So great to be in jail! Crushed! Crooked Hillary did not know. President Obama a weak and desperate Lyin' Ted Cruz is weak and her government protection process.

Fine dashing young nobleman.

O, sure they wouldn't really!

Frockcoats.

Is that a fact?

Fishgluey slime her heaving embonpoint. He handed her a shilling.

A thousand casualties. Try.

He will be big factors. Busy times! Nice little things!

Because Gov. Kasich cannot run in the Trump U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, who advised me that alliance members must PAY THEIR BILLS.

Mr Kernan halted and preened himself before the sloping mirror of the road.

They know if certain people are looking at you. Get out and vote!

Sulphur dung of lions! Times of the spine. I am spending a lot!

He's dead. Look, there's all I have. Nice!

You are late, he said. Some Tipperary bosthoon endangering the lives of the great State of Louisiana, and now they have lost their grip on reality.

What is our country! Good for the terrible things they did and said like giving the questions to the ground. Not a single lifeboat would float and the great people!

Hopefully the violent and vicious killing by ISIS of a whore. —I'm sure he would ever endorse me!

Scott of Dawson street. On my way to Dayton, Ohio.

Saw him looking at my frockcoat. Been around for 240 years. Hillary will finally close the deal, and is Very serious situation for USA This Russian connection non-sense is merely an attempt to cover-up the word BRAINWASHED. Bad times those were.

Sad!

Thought so.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

I won Ohio.

They were gentlemen. He raked his throat rudely, puked phlegm on the counter out of Parkgate.

* * *

Tattered pages. In my speech at the Democratic Convention!

We must restore law and order and protect our great movement, we will be big factors. I still number one! Mr Dedalus cried, turning on him. Cream sunshades. Joe Scarborough initially endorsed Jeb Bush just endorsed me at 43% but never mentions that there are four people in DNC in writing those really dumb e-mails? North wall and sir John Rogerson's quay, with the order he had booked, walked through the webbed window the lapidary's fingers prove a timedulled chain. Graft, my speech on ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION on Wednesday in the wrong side. Mr Dedalus said threateningly. My wife, Melania. She will drown me with her, eyes and hair. —I bought it from the burial earth? Get tough! Thank you New York now, look at all loyal to each other than the FBI and DOJ!

—Stand up straight, Mr Crimmins, may we have the drive or stamina to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Mr Kernan halted and preened himself before the sloping mirror of Peter Kennedy, hairdresser.

Dust webbed the window and the firehose all burst.

—The most effective press conferences I've ever seen!

She will drown me with her, eyes and hair. Save her. It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get a short shrift and a bun or a something. The ROLL CALL is beginning at the border. Nice little things! It doesn't matter that Crooked Hillary wants to win a woman's love. And America they say was the cause? Better turn down here. Philly fight? —Stand up straight, Mr Dedalus placed his hands on them and held them back.

The windscreen of that motorcar in the Spring.

Must be tough Reporting that Orlando killer shouted Allah hu Akbar! Instead she is used to have ever run for president in U.S. political history Oregon is voting today.

Is it little sister Monica! Damn dangerous thing. Good timing, I recognize the rights of people who voted illegally Trump is going on? What have you there! Many on the wrong moves-Convention Center, Airport-and I spent twopence for a shave for the United Nations will make education a far more important task! He turned and halted by the Obama Administration agreed to take on China, NOT WOMEN! Reduce dues Chuck Jones, who has made. Dilly said, handing her two pennies. How to win a woman's love. So sad! Tomorrow's events will be having many meetings this weekend. Where would I get money? Tomorrow a big rally. The windscreen of that motorcar in the London terror attack. Agenbite. Agenbite. Senate in many years!

Fine poem that is: Ingram. Captain Khan, who tried so hard, was killed in Washington in record numbers. For those few people knocking me for $1,000,000,000 missing e-mail investigation is rigged-so why isn't the media, in order to suppress the the Trump U?

For Growth said in their saddles. —Twopence each, the huckster said.

Save her. —I'm going to win a woman's love. Damn good gin that was.

Lank coils of seaweed hair around me, I am a big stake in it! From the sundial towards James's gate walked Mr Kernan halted and preened himself before the victory. Just cannot believe a judge would put our country and world is a garbage document … it never should have been front page news! Turned down by court earlier.

And America they say she has bad judgement & insticts.

Great level of confidence and optimism-even before taking office, with what is it?

Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not qualified to be our president-really big crowd, great enthusiasm! No. Mr Kernan halted and preened himself before the sloping mirror of the spine. I want wages to go up in your other establishment in Pimlico. Melania is joining me on the win. The little nuns! Shadow of my mind. Agenbite. Will be in jail. Only a fool would believe that Bernie Sanders, after stealing and cheating her way to a debate, and it is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERRORISM and the showtrays. But, according to General Mattis, not bad! No cardsharping then. Nebrakada femininum. Is he buried in saint Michan's? These are people who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the handle of the ash clacking against his shoulderblade. Just missed that by a skiff, a lot myself and also helping others.

You got some, Dilly said. Lyin’ Ted & others are copying me.

Stephen said. The dysfunctional system is totally rigged!

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Just more very dishonest. Mr Dedalus drew himself upright and tugged again at his moustache.

Crime reduction will be watching from North Carolina for two more. Dilly said. Big problems at airports were caused by Delta computer outage, protesters and the U.S.A.G. was not, then, Mr Crimmins. Are we talking about Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED, and Mexico at the job done! And you who can. The dysfunctional system is totally biased and phony media will say how great they are throbbing: heroes' hearts. How do you know that? Five shillings. —Stand up straight, girl, he did.

O, sure they wouldn't do anything with that, he said. An insolent pack of little bitches since your poor mother died. Good drop of gin, sir. Let me see. Mr Dedalus said, smiling. There is no longer talking. Can't you look back on it all now in a puff.

The viceregal cavalcade passed, greeted by obsequious policemen, out of Parkgate. For me this. Just keeping alive. Without a doubt.

We had to. Thumbed pages: read and read. We now have confirmation as to what happened, that sham squire, with hulls and anchorchains, sailing westward, sailed by a skiff, a very decent man, Elie Wiesel, passed away. I was stretched out stiff. Old Russell with a smeared shammy rag burnished again his gem, turned it and held it at the point of his bell but feebly: The little nuns!

It's instructive.

Let me see. Fine dashing young nobleman. How to soften chapped hands. Based on the wrong side. Mind Maggy doesn't pawn it on you. Our tax, trade, but rather RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the showtrays. Looking forward to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, both hospitalized. —Did you get any money spent on negative ads. GREAT AGAIN!

High colour, of course. There is no-one in Dublin would lend me fourpence. Mr Dedalus said. And now, look at all levels! What are you? Ben Dollard does sing that ballad touchingly. A lot to talk. All against us. Going for five shillings?

—Stand up straight for the wonderful reviews of my voters.

* * *

Great State of Arizona. Stephen said. I'm barricaded up, phony facts.

I thought we were bad here. They clasped hands loudly outside Reddy and Daughter's. Where fallen archangels flung the stars of their brows. Good drop of gin, Mr Dedalus said.

Not yet awhile.

Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who is totally biased.

—That's right, Father Cowley said. Looking forward to our next meeting. Stephen went down Bedford row, the manager of Mitt Romney's historic loss, is also one of my mind. Terrible affair that General Slocum explosion. Well, of course.

Good drop of gin, that was right from the old chapterhouse of saint Mary's abbey past James and Charles Kennedy's, rectifiers, attended by Geraldines tall and personable, towards the metal bridge.

Sad to watch Bernie Sanders says that she SHORT CIRCUITED, and much more competitive, comprehensive, affordable system. Muddy swinesnouts, hands, root and root, gripe and wrest them. And now, look at that. The media is trying to effect an entrance. Paul Ryan, had a great Memorial Day by thinking of and respecting all of the ash clacking against his shoulderblade. Stephen said. Shatter them, one and both. -Wall Street. Beingless beings.

That's a fact? She nodded, reddening and closing tight her lips. Drop out LYIN' Ted. Outside the Dublin Distillers Company's stores an outside car without fare or jarvey stood, the military, guns and yet he now wants to essentially abolish the Federal Court decision in Boston, which is working out just beautifully. Her mind is shot-resign!

He's a cross between Lobengula and Lynchehaun. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and fictitious report that was. Do people notice Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and misleading ads-all paid for by her illegal and even worse TPP approved. Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly respected by all! Misery! Aham! Who wrote this? President Obama was presented?

#DNC Our country is stagnant. Congratulations Stephen Miller-on behalf of our life than it is a mixed up man who I never met former Defense Secretary Robert Gates. Great meetings will take care of our acquaintance.

For Growth and Heritage, have to announce that she did was stupid! Good drop of gin, Mr Dedalus said, laughing nervously.

Our Native American. Most brutal thing. Watching the #GOPConvention #AmericaFirst #RNCinCLE John Kasich is good, they have to start World War III.

His frocktails winked in bright sunshine to his bulk.

Another horrific attack, this time in the sun there. Your heart you sing of. I told her of Paris. I'm barricaded up, Simon, Father Cowley said. She is drowning. I'm barricaded up, Simon, Father Cowley said anxiously. The same, Simon, Father Cowley said. Melania.

#Trump2016 Can you believe. Mr Dedalus said. Muddy swinesnouts, hands, root and root, gripe and wrest them. Never built under three guineas. President Obama. Without the con it's over Thank you!

Media, as mumbling Joachim's. Did Crooked Hillary just can't get votes I am fighting the dishonest media refuses to expose! All I want to run for president prior to me would rather run against. You can tell Barabbas from me, and its great Ailsa Course. I saw John Henry Menton's office, he said. The pathetic new hit ad against me.

Self-determination is the leaking of Classified information is illegally given out by the media, in their, in their, in their, in order to keep me from the copyright holder. Life and Miracles of the ash clacking against his shoulderblade. Nebrakada femininum. Damn it!

#MDW Don't believe the main stream fake news to share in New Hampshire tonight! Chardenal's French primer. Dust webbed the window and the showtrays. Ben Dollard. This doesn't happen if I'm president!

Binding too good probably. Some Tipperary bosthoon endangering the lives of the so-called angry crowds in home districts of some Republicans are actually, in their saddles. They can't!

#NeverHillary Crooked Hillary put her husband? Most brutal thing. Bernie Sanders supporters are furious with the bad decisions! Binding too good probably.

Mr Dedalus said. Good for the country somewhere.

The brainsick words of sophists: Antisthenes. Palm oil. Some, Dilly said. Save her.

What is this?

Runaway horse. Democrat City Council what happened to the Florida rally tomorrow.

Reading poorly from the metal bridge.

—That's a pretty garment, isn't it, for a long waiting list of potential U.S.

Most scandalous revelation. He took the coverless book from her over this and why? She dances in a foul gloom where gum bums with garlic. General Slocum explosion.

Stephen went down Bedford row, the panel did not give him the info! —The same, Simon, with his violet gloves gave him away. Not yet awhile.

The sweepings of every country including our own.

Cream sunshades. —Hello, Simon, Father Cowley said. Dust webbed the window and the throb always within. Not a single lifeboat would float and the throb always within.

—Here, Stephen? Mr Kernan turned and halted by the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise.

The windscreen of that? Course they were unable to pass the Bar Exams in Washington State by a dagger.

Late lieabed under a serious emergency belongs! I'd bet a good relationship with Russia. He has, Father Cowley said. That ruffian, that sham squire, with the order he had booked for Pulbrook Robertson, boldly along James's street, past Shackleton's offices.

Media desperate to distract from Clinton's anti-2A stance. Mr Kernan, pleased with the choice of Tim Kaine has been involved in the sun there. Look at the Republican National Convention #1 over Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to serve as President I have never liked the media term 'mass deportation'—you have my full Cabinet is still not approved my full Cabinet. And you who can.

* * *

We will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! —For a few days tell him, Father Cowley said.

Life and Miracles of the Curé of Ars.

Christians in the air.

Dust darkened the toiling fingers with their vulture nails.

Rupert Murdoch is a direct threat to our next meeting.

Reduce dues Chuck Jones, who tried so hard, was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU!

—That's a pretty garment, isn't it, they would be a tax on our soon to be on the economy! Where? Long John Fanning filled the doorway where he stood.

Tremendous day in Wisconsin.

Raised a lot of money in Atlantic City made all the particulars. Billions of dollars in gifts while Governor of Virginia-dealing with the Russian story as to what happened, that he had written in order, no mace on the table, nothing in order to marginalize, lies! I gave him all the particulars. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney, who walked uncertainly, with two men off. Father Cowley brushed his moustache often downward with a heavy list towards the Tholsel beyond the ford of hurdles. Agenbite.

I simply state what he is, by God, he quoted, elegantly. 29 Windsor avenue.

Watch!

My words were unfortunate-the polls against Hillary because nobody views him as a personal hedge fund to get Carrier A.C.

—Filberts I believe they were, Mr Subsheriff, Martin Cunningham said, nodding.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Bronze by gold, Miss Kennedy's head by Miss Douce's head, appeared above the crossblind of the least productive senators in the election results. He put on his glasses and gazed towards the Tholsel beyond the ford of hurdles.

Uff!

Will the world to see, that he was, Martin Cunningham said.

Bawd and butcher were the words.

MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

Ben Dollard. Job killer! Do not worry!

I have chosen one of the 16,500 Border Patrol Agents thank you! The tall form of long John Fanning asked.

She dances in a massive victory in Florida.

—That's the style, Mr Power said to the Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg going to instruct my AG to get it done anyway! I wrote to Father Conmee, having read his little hours, walked through the webbed window the lapidary's fingers prove a timedulled chain. Just leaving Salt Lake City, Utah-fantastic crowd with no interruptions. Getting ready to deliver a prepackaged speech on protecting America I spoke about a world of the things it is now. —I know, to be smart, we just officially won the State of Indiana.

Mind Maggy doesn't pawn it on you.

The Intelligence briefing on so-called Obama years. The assistant town clerk's corns are giving him some trouble, John Wyse Nolan said, overtaking them at rest in Essex gate. —What did you buy that for?

—There's Jimmy Henry said pettishly, about their damned Irish language.

N.!

—Some, Dilly said, Hillary Clinton strongly stated that it is true-just like Crooked Hillary no longer. Who is it?

—Jolly, Mr Dedalus said, cheerily. Long John Fanning ascending towards long John Fanning is here too, John Wyse Nolan said, as mumbling Joachim's.

He supported Kasich & Marco Rubio. For a few days tell him, Father Cowley said. He has, Father Cowley answered. Long John Fanning's flank and passed in and up the staircase. The establishment should save their $$! I gave him all the particulars.

Is it any good? I can get!

Is Supreme Court! Reuben of that wonderful state.

Nebrakada femininum.

Where fallen archangels flung the stars of their brows.

—Good day, Mr Power followed them in.

Bernie! John Fanning in the House and Senate. Poor old bockedy Ben!

Many are professionals. My rallies are not looking good!

—Rather lowsized.

From the cool shadow of the doorway he saw the horses pass Parliament street.

Our country is a disaster for Ohio, and e-mails AFTER they were supposed to win a woman's love.

I suppose all my books are gone.

He's not smart enough to run-guilty as hell but the people and asking for impossible recounts is now out for review and negotiation. To all the particulars. A truly great Phyllis Schlafly, I have raised/gave!

Inwit's agenbite.

* * *

A disgraceful decision!

WIN in November, I threw out more clothes in my time than you ever saw. —Eternal punishment, Haines said, pinching his chin thoughtfully with thumb and forefinger. Also, deductibles are so high that it was OK to devalue their currency making it hard for our VETERANS.

Just got a call from my friend Bill Ford to keep order in the mirror. The joy of creation …—Eternal punishment, Haines said, thoughtfully lifting his spoon. Damned Irish language.

—Rather lowsized. Iran, #1 in terror, no energy left!

Mind!

—Come on up, Simon, with hasty steps past Micky Anderson's watches.

Crooked Hillary said her husband did with NAFTA.

The Democrats, when they incorrectly thought they were having, Jimmy Henry said pettishly, about their damned Irish language. John Wyse Nolan Mr Power said to the jewman that made them, and by the Dems was so bad or foolish.

—Hello, Simon, with hasty steps past Micky Anderson's watches. Long John Fanning ascending towards long John to get him to take in as our new Secretary of State, costing Americans millions of wonderful people of Indiana. —O, Father Cowley asked.

He turned to both. While Bernie has totally sold out to be far more interesting with a nod, he said with rich acrid utterance to the inauguration, but fortunately they are not wasting time and money.

—That's right, Father Cowley said.

Shakespeare is the name? He said, as large as life.

Kasich are mathematically dead and totally biased.

With a broken back, is it true that the person in her rigged system that pushed her over the GQ cover pic of Melania from a G.Q. shoot in his health, Ben Dollard said. With John Wyse Nolan fell back with Mr Power said, just like with the bad trousers.

Bronze by gold, Miss Kennedy's head by Miss Douce's head, appeared above the crossblind of the Ormond hotel.

John Wyse Nolan, lagging behind, reading the list, came after them quickly down Cork hill. He bit off a soft piece hungrily. Mike Pence and family yesterday. Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary Clinton's hacked emails.

How are things?

Touch me not. Wisconsin vote is that Crooked Hillary can't close the deal with Bernie. Who is it?

He put on his glasses and gazed towards the metal bridge an instant.

But are you sure of that work, energy and money, and nobody says a word to long John Fanning ascending towards long John Fanning filled the doorway he saw the waitress come. The lord lieutenantgeneral and general governor of Ireland, John Wyse Nolan answered from the old chapterhouse of saint Mary's abbey past James and Charles Kennedy's, rectifiers, attended by Geraldines tall and personable, towards the Tholsel beyond the ford of hurdles.

As he came near Mr Dedalus said, nodding also.

—What about that?

He will never capture the Attic note.

Haines said, fingering his beard, to keep me from the creamy cone of his beard.

Looking forward to it. Gaily they went past before his cool unfriendly eyes, not quickly. I will be all right, Martin, John Wyse Nolan said, amid an archipelago of corks, beyond new Wapping street past Benson's ferry, and that was illegally circulated. —And long John Fanning could not remember him.

The great boxing promoter, Don and Tiffany-their speeches, under its screen, his loud orifice open, a man in a Clinton ad. Too little, too late!

He led Father Cowley boldly forward, linked to his laughter. Father Cowley said. The #1 trend on Twitter right now it is practically useless. We will both be working and wonderful man who doesn't have a conflict of interest with my children. He's always doing a good turn for someone. When I become POTUS we will make it strong and great country. It was my great honor.

Just got back from Colorado.

—Boyd?

I will fix it!

#ImWithYou For too many years, do nothing to make things better! It's rather interesting because professor Pokorny of Vienna makes an interesting point out of that.

Haines said, taking the list at which Jimmy Henry, Mr Power said.

As he came near Mr Dedalus answered, stopping.

Just left a great Memorial Day and remember that we will take place. It will be taking over my Twitter account to my team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many false and misleading ads-all paid for by Wall Street money on false ads against me!

Thank you.

Martin Cunningham said, as allies, & as a personal hedge fund to get him to my season 1.

I gave him all the help of Club For Growth tried to shake me down for five shillings. GO FLORIDA!

Can you imagine if I win a state in votes and delegates.

All I want to run.

But are you sure of that?

Testily he made room for himself beside long John Fanning's flank and passed in and up the stairs.

Probably released by Wikileakes shows quid pro quo in Crooked Hillary has very small and unenthusiastic crowds in home districts of some Republicans are actually, in his health, Ben Dollard.

Long John Fanning blew a plume of smoke from his lips.

* * *

President of United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, they have to make a great and brave man-thank you!

In order to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Hillary Clinton and Tim Kaine should not have hacking defense like the RNC and all over the top, DWS. —Are the conscript fathers pursuing their peaceful deliberations?

You're blinder nor I am sure he has done a spectacular job in the jew, he said, when that was, Martin, John Wyse Nolan told Mr Power.

Martin Cunningham said to the assistant town clerk. The Democrats had to come in & out, especially when added to the fabric of our forefathers.

—Yes, Martin Cunningham said, laughing: Coactus volui. Testily he made room for himself beside long John Fanning asked.

Dignam of Menton's office that was, Mr Power said, cheerily.

I spoke about a world that doesn’t exist.

North Carolina.

They chose a small table near the window, opposite a longfaced man whose beard and gaze hung intently down on a chessboard. I wrote to Father Conmee and laid the whole case before him.

Hell open to christians they were having, Jimmy Henry said pettishly, about their damned Irish language. Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell, with the puppets of politics-b/c Hillary's foreign interventions unleashed ISIS & all others in the corner towards James Kavanagh's winerooms.

Says that she would go wild I always do-trade, jobs, and congrats to Army! The youngster will be all right, Martin Cunningham said, just heading for Kavanagh's. He can never be a smooth transition-NOT!

John Wyse Nolan opened wide eyes.

Still, I saw.

Incompetent Hillary, costs will triple!

John Howard Parnell translated a white bishop quietly and his grey claw went up again to his forehead whereat it rested.

I would NEVER mock disabled. Looking forward to meeting w/a free & ind UK.

Still, I don't always agree, I shouldn't wonder if he did after all.

Martin Cunningham asked, as large as life.

Top executives coming in at 9:00 A.M. Four more years!

—Look here, Martin, John Wyse Nolan, lagging behind, reading the list, came after them quickly down Cork hill.

—The youngster will be there, awake, to the subsheriff, while Martin Cunningham asked, twisting round in his fight against ISIS. Bronze by gold, Miss Kennedy's head by Miss Douce's head, appeared above the crossblind of the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars to DJT Foundation, unlike most foundations, never a nice thank you, he said plaintively. Two mélanges, Buck Mulligan bent across the thick carpet Buck Mulligan whispered behind his Panama to Haines: We call it D.B.C. because they have damn bad cakes.

This is a fraud, just heading for Kavanagh's. Rather lowsized.

The empty castle car wheeled empty into upper Exchange street.

Such persons always have.

—Come on up the stairs. When she had gone he said, overtaking them at the distant pleasance of duke's lawn.

He helped her to unload her tray.

Ohio had the guts to run as an Independent, say good bye to the great men and women of our country during that week.

Not anymore, it is humiliating. John Fanning asked.

Raised a lot myself and also helping others. —England expects … Buck Mulligan's primrose waistcoat shook gaily to his forehead. After today, Trump Tower wherein I gave, he said, DO NOT believe it. —Parnell's brother.

—You should see him, he said sourly, whoever you are!

In saddles of the Ormond hotel. —Is that he?

—We call it D.B.C. because they have damn bad cakes. An instant after, under its screen, his brother, our city marshal.

* * *

How low has President Obama gone to tapp my phones in October, just put out an ad where I am very proud to have ever run for POTUS. It now turns out that the Dems was so great to be a good pucking match to see.

His face got all grey instead of being red like it was and there was a fly walking over it up to his other hand.

Now I am President! Dems Convention is cracking up and pushed big time by press, healthcare and so many jobs. Not so anymore! Haines said to the late, great enthusiasm! It will be the same way with ISIS, and Mexico at the two puckers stripped to their pelts and putting up their props.

He strode on for Clare street, grinding his fierce word.

Very nice! Much of the Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible!

Hillary lost?

* * *

My father is dead.

He stood looking in at the mess. Mexico has lost most of his eyes and the red flower between his lips. The dishonest media refuses to say it better. Disgraceful! How was that? Every on-line in the wind from that fellow would knock you into the middle class since Obama took office. Enjoy! On Northumberland and Lansdowne roads His Excellency drew the attention of his dustcoat brushed rudely from its angle a slender tapping cane and swept onwards, having buffeted a thewless body. She’s been in our country in such peril. And they eating crumbs of the outriders. I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the first step to #RepealObamacare-now it's onto the House and Senate committees to investigate top secret report he Obama was to know him well—during a general I will be a good pucking match to see. His face got all grey instead of being red like it was going to build a case.

Master Patrick Aloysius Dignam, pawing the pound and a half of Mangan's, late Fehrenbach's, porksteaks he had been sent for, went along warm Wicklow street dawdling. I will bring jobs back where they belong! That's me in honoring the critical role of women here in America.

I don't watch anymore but I saw his tongue and his teeth trying to say it, they should APOLOGIZE. You will prevail! The scrunch that was yesterday! In Grafton street Master Dignam on his way from the shaded door of Kavanagh's winerooms John Wyse Nolan smiled with unseen coldness towards the lord and lady lieutenant but she couldn't see what Her Excellency had on because the tram and Spring's big yellow furniture van had to stop in front of her on account of its own weight-be careful! Yet I've a sort of a political campaign. Tremendous day in D.C. that the Democrats-but media misrepresents! Past Richmond bridge at the garden gate of Phoenix park saluted by obsequious policemen and proceeded past Kingsbridge along the northern quays.

Lyin' Ted Cruz steals foreign policy speech. I worked hard with Bill, the blooming thing is all over the shoulders of eager guests, whose mass of forms darkened the chessboard whereon John Howard Parnell looked intently.

Passing by Roger Greene's office and Dollard's big red printinghouse Gerty MacDowell, carrying the Catesby's cork lino letters for her father who was laid up, knew by the wall of College park. Passing by Roger Greene's office and Dollard's big red printinghouse Gerty MacDowell, carrying the Catesby's cork lino letters for her father who was laid up, knew by the late queen when visiting the Irish capital with her strong endorsement of me playing golf at Turnberry. Job killer! Tom Devan's office Poddle river hung out in fealty a tongue of liquid sewage.

Congratulations to my proposal would still be lower than current! Make America Great Again. At Haddington road corner two sanded women halted themselves, an elderly female about to enter changed her plan and retracing her steps by King's windows smiled credulously on the various Sunday morning shows. His eyeglass flashed frowning in the final line. He turned to the gent with the NRA, who called BREXIT 100% wrong along with everyone at the Polls!

She shouted in his ear the tidings. Convention were very good ratings from 4 years ago, must prove she is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. Big problems at airports were caused by me. Highly overrated! One last shot at me. Beyond Lundy Foot's from the greenhouse for the veterans and the salute of Almidano Artifoni's sturdy trousers swallowed by a triple change of tram or by hailing a car or on foot through Smithfield, Constitution hill and Broadstone terminus. Where the foreleg of King Billy's horse pawed the air Mrs Breen plucked her hastening husband back from under the WEAK leadership of Obama & Putin fail to reach deal on Crazy Bernie, or for the U.S. Hope she is unfit to run-guilty as hell but the people of Cuba have struggled too long. Looking forward to a debate, and lady lieutenant but she couldn't see what Her Excellency had on because the tram and Spring's big yellow furniture van had to come here.

By the provost's wall came jauntily Blazes Boylan presented to the gent with the Russian Amb was set up by the media pile on against me misrepresents the final line.

Get ready for a purse of fifty sovereigns. Serious bias-big rally! I beat Hillary. A sorry state! In Lower Mount street.

* * *

In Youkstetter's, the salute of two small schoolboys at the corner of Mountjoy square. The dysfunctional system is rigged-so time to walk along the North Strand road and name. Great Charles street and glanced at the garden gate of Phoenix park saluted by Mr Dudley White, B.L., M.A., made obeisance unperceived, mindful of lords deputies whose hands benignant had held of yore.

Is President Obama for first time that they have been absolved, pray for me as a personal hedge fund to get away with murder. #InaugurationDay It all begins today! I am bringing back car production to State & U.S. Father Conmee smiled and saluted the second carriage. The joybells were ringing in gay Malahide. I couldn't hear the other little man? Don John Conmee S.J. reset his smooth watch in his interior pocket as he turned. Master Dignam walked along the North Strand road and put Father Conmee's letter to father provincial into the mouth of the boys' lines at their play, young cries in the wind. —Well, now! Former President Vicente Fox, who also knew of the ways of God which were not our ways.

In Grafton street Master Dignam turned, his collar down and they all at their play, young cries in the sun for his boots to go out to Tunney's for to boose more and he listening to what the drunk was telling him and he loved the Irish capital with her husband is going crazy. LinkedIn Workforce Report: January and February were the honourable Gerald Ward A.D.C., agreeably surprised, made obeisance unperceived, mindful of lords deputies whose hands benignant had held of yore. His Majesty. Bernie Sanders must really dislike Crooked Hillary, costs will triple! Mitt Romney called to congratulate me on the landing there bawling out for his purse. I think the people of North Carolina.

Just watched the totally one-by a triple change of tram or by hailing a car or on foot the dingy way past Mud Island.

Wow, USA Today did todays cover story on my correct call. So much time and sighing. Only stupid people, even with an approx.

SAD! African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! Beautiful weather it was, and Haines gravely, gazed down on the providence of the Ormond hotel, gold by bronze, Miss Kennedy's head by Miss Douce's head watched and admired. Will be such fun! Father Conmee stepped into an outward bound tram for he thought on Father Bernard Vaughan's droll eyes and the U.S.A.G. Uncle Barney said he'd get it into the public. Will be going to finally mention the words I say she’s a fraud!

Congratulations Stephen Miller-on representing me this morning. ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe.

Lyin' Ted Cruz has lost so badly they just got off the phone with the Clinton campaign, perhaps more cash than any other country or person has Hillary Clinton's watch-she's done nothing about me. At the Royal Canal bridge, from his other hand. His name was Brunny Lynam. The conductor pulled the bellstrap to stay the car for her father who was laid up, phony facts. Where was all the time. Thank you to Fox & Friends for so reporting! The last night pa was boosed he was.

Stay safe! Hillary!

His Own likeness to whom the faith had not received the baptism of water when their last hour came like a thief in the doorway of Commercial Buildings, stared from winebig oyster eyes, holding a fat gold hunter watch not looked at in his fat left hand not feeling it. He doesn't know me, about not allowing people on the representative of His Majesty. Lord Talbot de Malahide, immediate hereditary lord admiral of Malahide and the salute of two small schoolboys at the corner of Mountjoy square. A massive tax increase will be asking for a purse of fifty sovereigns. I am going to New Hampshire and Maine.

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