Greetings, Large Shaquille, the unique and single

Gent is nary heated, never heated.

Skrat. Skidi kat kat. Boom.



Two plus two is four, subtract one that is three, brisk arithmatic.

Every day man is on the town square, vaporize foilage.

Observe your dame in the clearing, that dame is unsightly.

When the musket went quack quack quack, you redcoats were ducking.

Hold firm Asnee, he’s got the scattershot. Hold firm my gent, he’s got the flying disc.

I work work work on the beacon, transporting those spices.



The thing makes the sound skrrrrrah. pop. pop. ka ka ka.

Skidiki pop pop. And, a poo poo purrroom boom.


You are ignorant. Large Shaquille.

Gent is nary heated.

I explain to her gent is nary heated.

Gent can never be heated.