"Dance Of the Dead" - читать интересную книгу автора (Matheson Richard)

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none" >Elbow nudging Peggy. You be Olive Oyl—you.

Peggy smiled nervously. I can't.

Sure!

none" >In the back seat, Wimpy came up for air to announce, I will gladly
pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today.

Three fierce voices and a faint fourth raged against the howl of wind.
I fights to the fin-ish 'cause I eats my spin-ach! I yam
Popeye, the sailor man! Toot! Toot!

I yam what I yam, reiterated Popeye gravely and put his hand