Next to nothing and celescalating the himals and all, hierarchitec-titiptitoploftical, with a burning bush abob off its baubletop andwith larrons o'toolers clittering up and tombles a'buckets clotter-ing down.
Of the first was he to bare arms and a name: Wassaily Boos-laeugh of Riesengeborg.
His crest of huroldry, in vert withancillars, troublant, argent, a hegoak, poursuivant, horrid, horned.
His scutschum fessed, with archers strung, helio, of the second.
Hootch is for husbandman handling his hoe.
Hohohoho, Mister Finn, you're going to be Mister Finnagain!
Comeday morm and,O, you're vine!
Sendday's eve and, ah, you're vinegar!
Hahahaha,Mister Funn, you're going to be fined again!