He wergaled and schlupt the toothpaste off his udgjicating dribble-lips, smatting it in mouth-ikie like a plopping flarble.

"ARF! ARF!" coothed the rather flab-oppo a resounding reattery of boole. And so he heaft it more as the mouth-ikie pereaved the cottlesmald interior and eeiged down its smelty length.

He was hoktoryd and he newt it. The smack-dribble was inching down his bobr as the other continued smorgging. It made his wubbotang elck, kissing the air like a flelp-horsk garbanting for rettish.

"ARG-KAK! Pelelth now my rutter, for my faucet needs to quelf!" he smearened. But a-hoist he simply glumped around the flubby tart and smelted his lampshade til the elckseed wibbled out in smattered blumps. It uggopooled around the bottom of his oral-suppler as it crabbed his mildew straw.

He guk-handled and reaped the elckseed out and it mixed in with the mouth-ikie like an urging slurry, which he lap-lizardly wellowed down as the other garsp-rattled and hurxed like he was being foul-played by a parasite.

Gerethed and suched of moore he gooed away into a wittering coma, vexed to be clumbered upon and claimed by the flup-bound other during his slumber. Let the pudding flesh rein like a tan mire upon the arrest and milk-ulched, so they wealtered away into the other.