He'd finally passed the thousand and first

He'd finally passed the thousand and first challenge. Under the freedemon doctrines he was now a member. As an alderman of the Hellish Habidashers he could

mandate the number of hats worn by each station of the Hellish Habidashers. The Highlords would get no hats. He was tired of how they

stacked and layered dozens of hats on their heads to make themselves appear taller. The Hellish Habidashery promptly dashed the Hellish Highlords' hopes of

having hors d'oeuvres over the whores of hundreds of Hoovervilles. Hapless at this happening only hours before having his horses hello lifted to Windsor Castle's west pasture, he h

elplessly heaped heavy hors d'oeuvres, heading towards Hooverville. Having hundreds of hors d'oeuvres for the Horton Who whores and having trouble finding words starting with "h" h

-is idiotic identity in Iversville, incidentally, isn't indicative of his idealist investments. Just judge with jurisprudence (jwhatever jthat jmeans). King Kilgore knighted Kevin

, Little Larry Lynch liked lightly licking Lisa Ludlow, many more men might marry Mildred Mitchell, maybe, No nefariously naughty nincompoop need narrowly necessitate nor nullify

This thought elicited a tremendous "Yabba Dabba Doo!" out of Fred as he operated his bronto-crane so as to lift the stunned Mr. Slate hundreds of feet off the ground. "FLINSTONE! P

wiping the dust from his pate. But then Fred buried him with a shovel full of boulders, Fred & Barney's bare feet slapped the street & they drove off into the prehistoric sunset.