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“That’s no giant. She isn’t bigger’n a kid. Will she let you come to play? The Gang’s coming to-morrow.” “Oh Mar,” asked Moses as they passed a brilliantly colored and illuminated poster, “Is them the actor people?” “Yes; he’d lick him too, if Flash wasn’t Tom’s body-guard.”.
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“When Moses is growed up, Mar, I think it ’ud be jist lovely fer him to be in the Mounted P’lice. He’s so clever at findin’ things an’ he’d look jist grand in the clothes,” enthused Betty.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
“Salute your partner,” yelled Geordie Hodgekiss, the first caller-off.
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“No more, kitties; that’s all that is good for you. Go back to your chair.” “In that case, Clarence must take you to the Sunday-school hall to-morrow afternoon to hear a talk on China. There will be all sorts of curious things shown and you are sure to enjoy it.” “Mosey, ef I darn yer socks fer a month would you let me hev’ two bits?” “Anyhow, Mar, that fust punkin pie Par got was a howlin’ success.”.
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