A notable bearer was South Korean president Kim Dae-jung 1924-2009.
Melained from nape to kneecap though vied from her girders up.
He, praise Saint Calembaurnus, make clean breastsack of goody girl now as ever drank milksoep from a spoen, weedhearted boy of potter and mudder, chip of old Flinn the Flinter, twig of the hider that tanned him.
Yi has since been celebrated as a national hero in Korea.
When the pair meet by chance at an orphanage, the fireworks go off just as the political factions to say nothing of the conniving Yul intended.
Hightime is ups be it down into outs according! And shall not Babel be with Lebab? So now be hushy, little pukers! In the house of breathings lies that word, all fairness.
For the mauwe that blinks you blank is mostly Carbo.
Dances arranged by Harley Quinn and Coollimbeina.