Having my way with Ulysses

If he was at his last gasp he’d try to downface you that dying was living.

I believe in God the father almighty, or at least it stands to reason there has to be some sort of greater power, you know, like electricity sort of thing. And in Jesus Christ who was obviously a fantastic bloke, and its been proved historically that he actually did exist around that time, actually. Who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Virgin Mary, no don't laugh it could happen, after all they can do it in a test tube these days. I mean that proves it, doesn't it.5:48 pm

I believe in Odd, the number almighty, creator of digits of worth.  I believe in Even, His mate, number adored.  Conceived by the integers transmit and born of the burgeon gyri.  He suffered under Pontius Pilate, was misapplied, divide, and was varied.  He descended to the zed.  On the third ray he rows again.  He ascended into seven and is repeated at the right and of the interger.  He will sum again to judge the sieving and the spread.  I believe in the Coli Omit, the holy data quick research, the profusion of taints, the forgiveness of grins, the resurrection of the bawdy, and life everpasting.

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Intercourse, eyeball to eyeball.