
Tambouillons language rights, grind it with a ladle, comrade! Sédimentons the riddle in words, so that it resembles what have inside, that feel outside, it looks at real a little bit the damn language! In what real life is molded in, and even more qu'moulé squinted at the ladle ravinons the old plank of man, his board to talk assignment, although the board's miter, worm holes in the miter block , and even Lacanian nodes, famous, because the word, according Klacan Jah, not-only-sign-but-node d'significations. And because the board of man, they all bite, to dominate the board, they all have the hook planted in the board of assignment, some have up through the throat plate, that's where lies the tongue of man, that's the location of the real impediment, will do the termites, the board of mittens, and he planed Let us recall the flaps, it remix sawdust in clusters, and components of language, are turning into the mouth as old forty-five turn and between me and my noggin calon remixed the board ends, turned them into tournu'jargoneux. This is where the breast cook, the kitchen is where tinker, this is qu'hurlons like to swear, this is qu'yourtons, Yurt is the guttural language where Fromageon de Gaulle.
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