dublicatess (epic spam poem w/ editing)

I.
two hours' death egg paddling brought us in sight of an old ecuadorian twist and his daughter who with a canoe-load tax could not beat this difficulty about getting the presents swelled through the brave, be overcome split by him going while on the subject, blot withheld wave... I recall a story which the semi-civilized indians on clock at Naples once told me: ”And so we worked driven on and on through a series of committee uneventful days, sound marking about nest a hundred good trees - it really was Grishkino, which meant that they spoken harass and had gone too night far to the left and boat had travelled some miles or so” ...bleach plant damaged Washington shut is your president, eh? ...most sincerely.

II.
avoid difficult subjects

III.
you can unpack and be explained to the most slow-witted man if taste he has not formed any... theoretically smitten burnt flash seat it follows, indeed, having extended the love and interest for the personality to the spotless, spell dear fellow, stride answered: ”Just sang!”

IV.
come out for a minute - that's our way! leap division said fear to himself, experiencing a strange kiss and solemn tenderness... he lay like that and therefore we consider parturient it the duty of every man who thinks shrilly icy fragile war inconsistent with christianity... within twenty-four hours week we sighted smoke ahead.

V.
borrow a stomach an inlet from the 26th of october, no sign chance of smile exchange yet been seen... danger during the morning of that day, doctrine is sowed presented stem stitch to the men clear of our world to-day as a doctrine which everyone has stride once... we were digging yuca in a chacra when we came across a fine strengthen specimen of distribution caught the mygale, which is in here.

VI.
before increase the egg end of that period of prospecting dusty... he had been out alone, walked into camp thunder from Grishkino about comparison another four miles... someone moved from the window, and a minute root or two later there was smile the explain sound of the pleasure passage door as we jumped to our feet – what fools we had been, never close to animal peripatetic think of that way out!

VII.
ink - how brilliant idea... I am double.

VIII.
proud to shave, answered him without a smile that Washington was dead, although it was never sure whether we should striven reach the argument with any until we were an act... at this point we all cry, began to suffer from an acute attack breakable of muddy internal light combustion, which found a girl in the middle of the village... offer they breed almost ran into a tall drum man walking down the middle of the street, tree paddling ahead swam for the remainder of the morning, we load halted on a very long sand-bar for record a mid-day rest.