Виртуальная экскурсия по Школе ремёсел города Дзержинска
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| − | + | froriose. What a quhare soort of a mahan. It is evident the mich- | |
| − | + | indaddy. Lets we overstep his fire defences and these kraals of | |
| − | + | slitsucked marrogbones. (Cave!) He can prapsposterus the pil- | |
| − | + | lory way to Hirculos pillar. Come on, fool porterfull, hosiered | |
| − | + | women blown monk sewer? Scuse us, chorley guy! You toller- | |
| − | + | day donsk? N. You tolkatiff scowegian? Nn. You spigotty ang- | |
| − | + | glease? Nnn. You phonio saxo? Nnnn. Clear all so! 'Tis a Jute. | |
| − | + | Let us swop hats and excheck a few strong verbs weak oach ea- | |
| − | + | ther yapyazzard abast the blooty creeks. | |
| − | + | Jute - Yutah! | |
| − | + | Mutt - Mukk's pleasurad. | |
| − | + | Jute - Are you jeff? | |
| − | + | Mutt - Somehards. | |
| − | + | Jute - But you are not jeffmute? | |
| − | + | Mutt - Noho. Only an utterer. | |
| − | + | Jute - Whoa? Whoat is the mutter with you? | |
| − | + | Mutt - I became a stun a stummer. | |
| − | + | Jute - What a hauhauhauhaudibble thing, to be cause! How, | |
| − | + | Mutt? | |
| − | + | Mutt - Aput the buttle, surd. | |
| − | + | Jute - Whose poddle? Wherein? | |
| − | + | Mutt - The Inns of Dungtarf where Used awe to be he. | |
| − | + | Jute - You that side your voise are almost inedible to me. | |
| − | + | Become a bitskin more wiseable, as if I were | |
| − | + | you. | |
| − | + | Mutt - Has? Has at? Hasatency? Urp, Boohooru! Booru | |
| − | + | Usurp! I trumple from rath in mine mines when I | |
| − | + | rimimirim ! | |
| − | + | Jute - One eyegonblack. Bisons is bisons. Let me fore all | |
| − | + | your hasitancy cross your qualm with trink gilt. Here | |
| − | + | have sylvan coyne, a piece of oak. Ghinees hies good | |
| − | + | for you. | |
| − | + | Mutt - Louee, louee! How wooden I not know it, the intel- | |
| − | + | lible greytcloak of Cedric Silkyshag! Cead mealy | |
| − | + | faulty rices for one dabblin bar. Old grilsy growlsy! | |
| + | He was poached on in that eggtentical spot. Here | ||
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froriose. What a quhare soort of a mahan. It is evident the mich- indaddy. Lets we overstep his fire defences and these kraals of slitsucked marrogbones. (Cave!) He can prapsposterus the pil- lory way to Hirculos pillar. Come on, fool porterfull, hosiered women blown monk sewer? Scuse us, chorley guy! You toller- day donsk? N. You tolkatiff scowegian? Nn. You spigotty ang- glease? Nnn. You phonio saxo? Nnnn. Clear all so! 'Tis a Jute. Let us swop hats and excheck a few strong verbs weak oach ea- ther yapyazzard abast the blooty creeks.
Jute - Yutah!
Mutt - Mukk's pleasurad.
Jute - Are you jeff?
Mutt - Somehards.
Jute - But you are not jeffmute?
Mutt - Noho. Only an utterer.
Jute - Whoa? Whoat is the mutter with you?
Mutt - I became a stun a stummer.
Jute - What a hauhauhauhaudibble thing, to be cause! How,
Mutt?
Mutt - Aput the buttle, surd.
Jute - Whose poddle? Wherein?
Mutt - The Inns of Dungtarf where Used awe to be he.
Jute - You that side your voise are almost inedible to me.
Become a bitskin more wiseable, as if I were
you.
Mutt - Has? Has at? Hasatency? Urp, Boohooru! Booru
Usurp! I trumple from rath in mine mines when I
rimimirim !
Jute - One eyegonblack. Bisons is bisons. Let me fore all
your hasitancy cross your qualm with trink gilt. Here
have sylvan coyne, a piece of oak. Ghinees hies good
for you.
Mutt - Louee, louee! How wooden I not know it, the intel-
lible greytcloak of Cedric Silkyshag! Cead mealy
faulty rices for one dabblin bar. Old grilsy growlsy!
He was poached on in that eggtentical spot. Here
