As long as you look before you leap.
Mr. Rantzien has much love to give.
I have crackers that eat parrots for sale. Interested?
It is understandably mysterious.
I bought Quin insurance yesterday.
I've put on my poker face, beware.
I know a man called LunarWeaver, I still think that he's got a beaver. So I pulled down his pants, and by very small chance, he had a 13 inch lever. (Lever is said Leave-er, not levver. )
"OI LUNARWEAVER!" say I, "What d'you want?" comes the reply. "I like your jokes." He says: "Holy smokes!" And mysteriously gets dust in his eye...
Without the number how will I make repeated ridiculous attempts at humor that fall flat and fizzle? I demand the 14 be put back on!
If you're the 14th Quin, how pure can you be? Do I spy some inbreeding amongst the Quin clan?
