"Do I repress elders' dogs? May I?"
"No."
"May a sill at a live track cuff fir?"
"NO!"
"Race cars go fen, ill law!"
"Peel snot to reveal a green snow, older saw, but ever egg."
"Old Nan ample herb..."
"As did I!"
"Tit! I had art, as burp a lot to star on."
"To ride looped, ace dined on Eva."
"Hit salt, Alan! Otter fits after fog."
"Was I mad? On top; nine sirs tar a red rump as we made draw!"
"A mile? Crap!"
"A devil dog made NO LATES: putrid!"
"A recipe Nan rubs pupil's gate."
"Man and plug-straws live as leper tire!"
"Volcano net was DNA smart."
"NO! a pub deified BUPA (on trams) and saw ten on a clover."
"It repels a devil's warts. <Gulp>"
"DNA? Name-tag slip-ups burn an epic era!"
"Dirt upset a lone dam..."
"GOD LIVED! A parcel. I'm awarded a mew sap murder"
"A rat's risen in pot"
"No dam I saw!"
"Go Fret! Fast! I fret tonal."
"At last, I have no den," I decide. Pooled, I rot.
"No rats? Otto Lap rubs at RADA."
"Hit it; I did sabre. Help, man! And logger."
"Eve Tub was red (low on sneer Gala) Eve rot. ton sleep."
"Wall line fogs race car on riff."
"FUCK! Cart-Evil, at all, is a yam."
"On I, Yams."
"God's red lesser period."
"Poop."
