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April 27, 2009 at 7:38 am #2551
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    Tattler Manor

    Bitch, muttered Ann to herself after Franlise left the room. How could any one person be endowed with such outward beautiy and inward loveliness in such an unsubtle way?

    Perhaps I will call my next chapter “The Subtlety of the Tarty Cleaner”. Not really having any idea what this meant, the thought still managed to lift Ann’s spirits considerably. She felt particularly vindicated when she saw the title of the the great philospher Leemoon’s latest book:

    Belabouring Fools of the Continuity Paradigm

    Exactly! stupid tarty belabouring fool of a cleaner!

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