1. Shylock a shallot and entrances found will be made in the honorary FONT de BRIMP, a collision based REALITY BURROWING SYSTEM that RETRIEVES THY silly silt matter in a MANNER of MINUTOS…COURTESY of the BUTTFRANKLIN OVO-TONE REPERTOIRE! GASP an’ SULLY an’ ALLA THAT in the CAGED LIGHTS of the BUTTRANKLIN de FLINT STRIKE MINITRIP de BRIMPMAN!
2.) CLICK a CONSTRUCTION HURTLE before the TENTH LINE of the BUTTFRANKLIN BATTALION MENU ORDAIRES comes through on the GOLDEN SALT LICK of STALE SMOG! This, of course, IS STUDIOUSLY HANDLED by one of our MANY, MANY CLERKS! Hand them a fiver, guy, and salt the lands with YOUR OWN CRIMPED STUDY HAND! LAW WHILE SUPPLY DAFTLY STEPS BY INTO THY POCKETS, YOUNGAIN!
3.) Through a quarter mile STRECCHA bad SALTS, there is a clear landing where the BIZARRELY LACQUERED SOAPSTONE de BRIMP casts an eerie GLOW’nSHADOW aroun the closters of the MERRIMENTS which have in these threedee ways blasted holes uponna and inna thingwhich we will know know as the BLIMP DE BRIMP AIRMAIL RESORT AND QUARTERSAWING WORKSHOP!
4.) CLICKKIT KLOSE, VIEVER de los BRIMPMAN! Take a tale into thy spine and SIT DELICATELY whilst CRINGER NOTTRONICS are ON VAGUE LEAVE AND SHUDDER, and the POCKETS of the FILLIN’, START TO!
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