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Ladies and gentlemen, La Rama and Riching the Breeze, Is I nothing compared to his succulent sauce, The gourmets among you will tell you of course. Ladies and gentlemen, you can imagine a rapture in store.

Get your sample, Mrs Love is Meat Pies, Savory and sweet pies, as you'll see. You who eat pies, Mrs Love is Meat Pies, Can't you wrap the treat pies used to be? Toby! Well you've been keeping, calling me bones is weary, Toby!

One for the gentlemen, here the bird is chipping, else to be fidgety, Toby! Prove you woman out! My secret, frankly, dear, forgive my canta, family, secret, all to do with us. Things like being careful with your glory, and oh, that's what my sobriety granda!

And feel the crustacean, roll to eat them slow!