We don’t talk about him chugging water 💀🤗
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Twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe all mimsy were the borogoves and the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the jabberwock my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the jubjub bird and shun the frumious bandersnatch. He grabbed his vorpal sword in hand, long time the manxome foe he sought. So rested he by the tumtum tree and stood a while in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, the jabberwock with eyes of flame came whiffling through the tulgy wood and burbled as it came. One two! One two! And through! And through! He left it dead and with its head he went galumphing back.” O hast thou slain the jabberwock? Come to my arms my Beamish boy! O frabjous day! Calooh! Callay! “ he chortled in his joy. Twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe all mimsy were the borogoves and the mome raths outgrabe.
Twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe all mimsy were the borogoves and the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the jabberwock my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the jubjub bird and shun the frumious bandersnatch. He grabbed his vorpal sword in hand, long time the manxome foe he sought. So rested he by the tumtum tree and stood a while in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, the jabberwock with eyes of flame came whiffling through the tulgy wood and burbled as it came. One two! One two! And through! And through! He left it dead and with its head he went galumphing back.” O hast thou slain the jabberwock? Come to my arms my Beamish boy! O frabjous day! Calooh! Callay! “ he chortled in his joy. Twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe all mimsy were the borogoves and the mome raths outgrabe.
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