Wasn’t wise to wait this long to extract 1,3,7,8, hey?
Ahh, mua , ahi, Mr. Nuchle spit .
It’s alright vodka’s anesthetic puffed, here goes 1, 8.
Grrah, I, khl, tast u, said the wrestles one.
7, 3 won’t hurt, Umph, damned roots.
Ah, kook yor has – Owich..! Mr. N is it; please remain seated, fluoride before retiring, how bout those Cubs?
Gulp-grgal, uck !
N’s jaw would never be the same. Dr. Neine never made it home. The Invoice, address unknown.