The eastern coast aboriginal Pocahontas woman in the year 1700 sat on the church steps all Sunday long and listened to the sermons. She wanted to be accepted. She was eventually invited in when she was 12 to sweep. She was accepted and slowly took on an informal understudy position, helping the pastor's daughter with her duties and the floor was not only swept and the windows washed but the pews were polished to the glory of the Lord. She would sometimes walk with the pastor's son to get well water and he husbanded her or informally betrothed her. She had the baby in 4 months at six pounds. Her name was Discovalentehontas. This son was shown by his mother and he was very happy as they were both 17 now. She always said she was just born and had no age though. I don't know. Anyway, the pastor's son and the father of the new born decided that he was married and was content with no need for any other. His father had other plans and was not really aware of what was going on informally in his house and ministry. But, when his son was turning 18 years old, the pastor told him that there is a wife coming for you next year with the new shipment of people from the east coast of Ireland and she is your kin. The son said he is already mated and told the native girl and his informal wife to come to the hall room from the kitchen. The father punched the boy in the gut and said she is not a member of the congregation yet and while I could approve like I did for your brother, this time I cannot because I cannot and I will show you eventually. The girl witnessed everything. The father then said, "Your brother was not able to be a formal clergy member even though we gave his citizenship and church membership. His Irish wife, part native, poured ink all over his work and said it was an accident. She let the pirate in to steal his papers since the pirate said, "I will be you since why not pirate a personality since it could have worth(after slavery says you buy and sell people)....be him and walk in his clothing and use his ideas but me don't really want to have to buy the idea or factor the small cost that is like a security guard salary into my big industrial dreams. I think I am Ukrainian and wonder if he knows he is black or is he Egyptian because if he is Egyptian, then I will stop being ridiculous." The father continued, "...About your brother, I need someone who can become a formal clergy member and counsel this time. It is not that his wife was native but we notice that their people dismantle everything around you if you marry one of their women. I cannot have a war on the hinterland and inside my house also. But, I will win by giving the native the same dole or money support we have always received traditionally and then for work, they can just sign up for government work at 10 hours per week and work will be given. Too many things go missing and its not a bat but his wife says its a bat and to look at the bat feet and hands; hands. She says "hands" twice. We are always doing everything twice. But, one day, maybe in the year 1960, 200 years from now, I will not know by appearance alone who is native and who is not native. We will all be called black and white to help the assimilation. It's already in the plans. I helped write it. But, let me ask your uh....wife a question and she if she gets the answer and if she gets it right, then she can be your wife, this one, and you can still be formal clergy. Your brother's things were stolen, they dismantled his wagon and they stole his things. They only seem to want his things and sit on the step of the church all day and night. We are not sure if they are trying to assimilate, be his son or devalue him or hinder him. But, there is something about this in Beowulf and Grendel when the cave man ogre would steal anything the Nordic men valued; to be equal or to hurt us. He was put into slavery , this Ogre, because he was not a member of any Church. It had nothing to do with skin tone. White non members, native non members and Africans non members were sometimes put into slavery. If you are a member and therefore not heathen, you are not enslaved. The current version of this Ogre would like to ask us to know his pain and disappointment in history about being placed into some kind of slave labor against his free will; and one day there will be a version of him that will steal his son's 4 law school acceptance letters and ask if he could have the place in the program, while then asking for some kind of computerized human slavery(non consensual labor) for the graduate he would hope to be because he cannot accept that some people do their home work like he would demand them to but resents it if they could earn a living and resents it if they read faster than him or run faster than him. It does not exist. But, if you confirm on an organ donor card and accidentally pass on or if you make a will and testament asking for an eternal, computerized mausoleum, then you might do some work and earning for your estate to pay your grand child's tuitions with just one bank accounts still open but you defeat much of sleep but take necessary scheduled rest and you could watch tv, talk on the phone (You could also represent people in Court) and also play computer games but you have to be over 98 years old and consent willingly. If you die before that you are on the shelf until your remains reach your chronological age of 99 years old. There is no point trying to walk in and do anything like it before that age and you must prove to be of the highest moral standards. I don't know if they could just return the documents and keep a copy for themselves if they need to have a copy. But, if you could not just let someone enjoy his career while he could help some people who need some Court help, why not let him do what he can to help when we will all be on this earth only for a little while; maybe for 80 to 100 years? What are you resisting about him and his assistance of members of the public and how much do you spend? If you call him black and you are black, why do you resist? Aren't you therefore resisting your Redemption Song? Maybe there is some eternal Black White Pangea anger against formal achievements. You plagiarize him So, the father who was Afro Dutch Creole( they might have called him red in the current parlance or Mediterranean) asked the son's wife a question. The father says to her; "If you give me $1000.00, you can buy my son's share of this house and you can have it all to herself. Do you want it?" Cubic Zirconia! The man next door who paid his son a stipend just for being a son so he could have a little something for his pocket, his shaves, his horse and his woman asked his son's native woman wife and she said "Yes" but intended for the man to live with her so long as he was perfect and did not try to assimilate her too much and if he could handle her sweeping topless because she thought it would really be hers and wanted to be sure he would have to go when she says....maybe back to his mother. She lost $20,000.00 schillings. So, then she got booted out but was found sitting on the step of the church the next Sunday, pining to get back in. So, a Deacon took her to the baptism room due to her pining and betrothed her with his shaving brush and cream put on hold in the corner for 5 minutes, betrothing her real proper in the old world Leviticus way for what is socially the marriage and with God as witness and she had the baby in 4 months at 7 pounds because the Spanish lady gave her potatoes to eat and told her to drink the lake water in the morning when its cold because....and told her its a boy. Her name was Howdydoodiehontas. Since the betrothing took that long she said she was not sure if she could trust if he could...whoop like that....for that long. Why should it take soo long if....and we are together every night? We have to plant corn or use that dude to answer questions and earn 49% of 1800.00 on 60 questions per year. He's a hard working chump, never wrong, but we use him as the workhouse. So, they remained family informally as he understood her since he was half native but she kept trying to make him late for work to see if he would lose his job and maybe put his whooping her for 2.5 minutes or teaching her the bible before his own studies or over his timeliness at the logging station on the river. She kept pining for something...something more formal but then she said she did not want them to have formal authority over her. So, she was in a self agitated emotional limbo. She broke tree branches along the path of his horse journey and hoped the horse would be startled because the horse should be free she said, without all this formal Leviticus reins on her decisions because sometimes the Indian brave looks lonely or the butler and she would like to help him because this is what her native mother did for a few gold nuggets or a few dollars more from the fur trappers or gold speculators and no one said Leviticus to her and she brought the money to the native elder who bought his own farm for the native nation in the formal land system that was growing; although the butler or the brave is not her husband in that Leviticus culture and it does not get Leviticus honor but the honor of the moon, the stars and the trees in the cosmos since it with an honorable motive to help someone feel accepted and we don't know who the father is now of the baby afterwards or their ways or the ways of the boy or the girl and only the Spanish will make me; make me settle down in the Leviticus culture. But, all the boys and girls are the child of God. If you take on the role of raising one, you are maybe raising another man's child and you should treat that boy or girl accordingly; as you would wish to be treated so then you will not steal the mail intended for them or their Continental Navy job offer or their Quaker McDonalds farm job offer or steal his 1996 University of Calgary Law School acceptance letter or his 2018 Air Canada job offer, the 2003 bank job offer letter or the 1989 Swiss Chalet Union job offer . The sister stole the Department store credit card and went shopping with her friends. They were arrested and convicted. They had to repay the store. So, when he said "I am the Leviticus man of the house", she invited other men to interrupt his authority over her and the house since she did not like that talk over her native land. Its her land or her people's land and it feels like a contract; like what bondage but she is not a slave and slavery was outlawed in 1688 in the North. So she said, "...Just love me...that is how you say it I think but, how do you have any right to say you are man of anything and you don't own what you are betrothing since slavery is over and I have my free papers although its nice to feel covered and sheltered and owned sometimes where someone is legally obligated to take care of everything and you are under someone with that big belief talk but we will see if you can fight for it since we have to be free...and I will plagiarize all your Deacon writing to have authority over.....if you say anything too "bible" in your politics or history book because this is my native seat as you call it; true north, black, strong and free and me not free if you are not fighting to keep me. She had spots all over her...from the butler." Her teeth fell out when the old Gypsy lady fooled her to sign her name to something cancelling her commitment to the ten commands; if she really intended to own over him and remove him. We say all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. We say love is patient and love is kind but is she just set on fighting the whole idea of family and the family plan with children. She was told to say it was mosquito bite and not mumps and now the baby does not conceive as quick and so we do not repopulate as much. We will have to rely on immigration for positive population growth some day. But, all microwaves heat water in one minute and all men can do that if you ask him to heat your water, so why not stay with the water heater you are with? She didn't really say these things and she didn't really have spots all over her but she thought things every day and pretended to be besotted and then poisoned his whiskey with lizard blood. An old native elder lady said, "...We can see one thought is heaven and one is hell." The husband decided that she will learn Leviticus to blend in with the ways of a native commune where maybe there is no husband or wife in that culture but we are extending that commune in this Levitical way in this unit that will become 15 or more people for the tribe and how can we inject who the father is if we don't enable their shopping with money so we can watch their ways and how can we know if we do not allow them to have school for free to see who they are?; and he will learn that the inconsistency of the world is worse than the inconsistency of one human being in a committed family life in a settled, growing, enjoyable shared home; while you have to decide early on what fight from there is in this agreement over how you say we should not eat roast racoon although some say its like pig or dog or what fight there is over your plan to get a scholarship, get a law degree or to just enjoy your ministry work and the time you spend in preparation but you always have her needs at the forefront. If she is fighting these things or the quiet commitment to achieve these mutually shared goals more than the "die hard" commitment to your mutual success then she is not help but hindrance; especially when she is handing in your Deacon work to the pastor down the road but in her name after you handed in your work to the pastor supporting you both; in your name as it is your work maybe written before you ever met her. If she is not really besotted and only pretends while hoping you will fail, then she is not your family. You met her in good circles and you were armed with all the warnings in Proverbs or Pilgrim's Progress and when you see the way in her that does not fit the more excellent way, then you will know. The olive oil of Jerusalem or Mexico and saliva from one with contrary ways as noted in Proverbs 12 does not mix; does not mix. I have 5 law degrees as part native and formal qualifications in Canada, the US and England(Europe). The door to the contrary is closed; was closed a long time ago. See his graduation photo and his wedding photo. See his photos that are intended to encourage people and you keep asking if he knows that he is black or; what is it? But, because they are Creole and proud; that is black or kind of black but also black self demeaning in trying to sell his business over him and then disappear with the money, they are a devaluation of the Native man and the Native Creole community. There are lots of black lawyers in the news. This guy was in the news also; once or twice for helping clients! This is good for all the people; also the Ewoks. The native woman next door got the question right about buying her husband's share of the family farm and said "NO". She also thanked God every day in her native language as she whispered "my own branch of family", "my own tribe", "one" or "one flesh" under her breath. She baked bread to make her own money and money for the family. Her secret to encourage more business was maple syrup in the mix and some frog blood to keep people energetic. She had a husband before but he was was always tasting like he had another woman in him. This one was LEVITICUS faithful and took a little honey and wild dandelion tea before bed and he was so energetic for hours and then docked his boat in her canal for a whole 2.5 minutes. They had 8 kids and a Mustang Mach E with a trailer behind them in a photo. You always wanted to hear one say, "...We are having a baby." But, they seem to be doing something else from 16 years old as impregnated the first time from the bath water and whatever could be in the bath from Grand dad or father. So, she is having a baby when you meet her at 21 and she might let you be the father. You are Joseph of Arimathea. The boy Jesus looked like Solomon's son and spoke like it sometimes as many bathed in his pool known as the pool of Siloam so we are born of the spirit, blood and the water. I don't know how you see it. As she said "one flesh, one covenant", a native elder called out from the mountains and said "...their Leviticus way is to take a man and woman and make them separate from the tribe. You now, and they, call it "two become one flesh" and we call it separating. You cannot separate from the tribe and if you try to an ogre man will come and try to interrupt since we are all one and you know you could be my daughter and your husband could be my son when your mother or his mother.....by the river bank. Let me ask you something...if my brother is the father of the young woman and he, in his culture, has decided that her womb must bea his dna, he may ask her to drink his cup every night at dinner and he may place his oil in the fish blood and tell her to place it once a month where she will confess with a baby so that she will be safe and covered. He begins this practice when she is 16 or so or maybe at 17; that age. His reason is that he wants to be sure that the progeny will always be him; first in. So, when she has a husband for 8 years and then gets divorced at the 8th year and then has a boyfriend for 8 months who is the father if she has a baby on the 8th year and the 9th month? The father, some say, is her father. The seed is like an elevator shaft. It's there forever no matter what new fascia you put around it and no matter what elevator is operating in the building Shaft.....Beware if the ogre man is your father and he tries to separate by putting his dna in your seat when he does not want to feel another nation. It must feel like him; he say. Well, I have my own one wife now because I am tired of getting an itch if it's more than one woman in a month and they say it's the mice in the barn; and with one, we get more babies and everything is more simple as the tribe and nation grows more. But, I I do not really want them to go to school. But, I will take the DNA of a missionary law graduate and add them to our baby system and they will be capable. I will ensure one or more gets to go to school. I will push him; encourage him.... applaud the idea. The English will see how good I am; what I can do....what we can build. But, when he comes back with that education I don't want him to be teaching me anything because it would feel like he is foreign missionary working and taking that hegemony over me and I need to have hegemony over myself in my hegemony war against this foreign cultural imposition. Since he is my tribal junior and I am an elder in an elder position, I want to keep him feeling like a junior. But, I don't want to dispose of him because he is part me and I am not sure how to resolve my emotions. I think I will learn to use him to solve problems for my people before I call a foreigner again to come and do it...as that would defeat my hegemony goals and my goal for independence. If his grade is too high for me, I will feel like it is a challenge to me. If it is too low, I will say he does not respect me and my anxiety about social acceptance. I think I ate too much French chocolate. This chocolate makes me want to criticise him, and devalue him. But, I see now how to put my personal competitive sense of tribal position and authority in line with what should be my more communal nationalistic self defensive hegemony goals and really war against some foreign rule that happens when I some how always chose to ask a foreigner to work out something for me before I would ask and allow one of my own people as schooled in the foreign land, trained in the foreign land to explain the something to me and I have opened the front door of my tribe to the foreigner....and then they use we...and that is not tribal defense or hegemony. But, I could do both but here first what my people say and go with what my people say. It's usually the same answer but without the foreign usury. I see the China man would say they would rather be dead than allow any foreigners in that way that would "vulnerable" us. You know I was just reading Beowulf and I think the older cave man in the first chapter was the kings father. The king was adopted by the villagers as a baby. The older cave man did not know this and proceeded to steal from the boy king and the villagers, harassing them; hindering them. Je stole the boy King's Magna Carta and his tools. The cave man had a second son. Grendel. Click here for more.

KotI     The eastern coast aboriginal Pocahontas woman in the year 1700 sat on the church steps all Sunday long and listened to the sermons.  She wanted to be accepted. She was eventually invited in when she was 12 to sweep.  She was accepted and slowly took on an informal understudy position, helping the pastor's daughter with her duties and the floor was not only swept and the windows washed but the pews were polished to the glory of the Lord. She would sometimes walk with the pastor's son to get well water and he husbanded her or informally betrothed her.   She had the baby in 4 months at six pounds.  Her name was Discovalentehontas.  This son was shown by his mother and he was very happy as they were both 17 now. She always said she was just born and had no age though. I don't know. Anyway, the pastor's son and the father of the new born decided that he was married and was content with no need for any other.  His father had other plans and was not really aware of what was going on informally in his house and ministry.  But, when his son was turning 18 years old, the pastor told him that there is a wife coming for you next year with the new shipment of people from the east coast of Ireland and she is your kin.  The son said he is already mated and told the native girl and his informal wife to come to the hall room from the kitchen.  The father punched the boy in the gut and said she is not a member of the congregation yet and while I could approve like I did for your brother, this time I cannot because I cannot and I will show you eventually. The girl witnessed everything.  The father then said, "Your brother was not able to be a formal clergy member even though we gave his citizenship and church membership. His Irish wife, part native, poured ink all over his work and said it was an accident. She let the pirate in to steal his papers since the pirate said, "I will be you since why not pirate a personality since it could have worth(after slavery says you buy and sell people)....be him and walk in his clothing and use his ideas but me don't really want to have to buy the idea or factor the small cost that is like a security guard salary into my big industrial dreams. I think I am Ukrainian and wonder if he knows he is black or is he Egyptian because if he is Egyptian, then I will stop being ridiculous."

   

The father continued, "...About your brother, I need someone who can become a formal clergy member and counsel this time. It is not that his  wife was native but we notice that their people dismantle everything around you if you marry one of their women. I cannot have a war on the hinterland and inside my house also. But, I will win by giving the native the same dole or money support we have always received traditionally and then for work, they can just sign up for government work at 10 hours per week and work will be given.  Too many things go missing and its not a bat but his wife says its a bat and to look at the bat feet and hands; hands.  She says "hands" twice.  We are always doing everything twice. But, one day, maybe in the year 1960, 200 years from now,  I will not know by appearance alone who is native and who is not native. We will all be called black and white to help the assimilation. It's already in the plans.  I helped write it.   But, let me ask your uh....wife a question and she if she gets the answer and if she gets it right, then she can be your wife, this one, and you can still be formal clergy.  Your brother's things were stolen, they dismantled his wagon and they stole his things. 

They only seem to want his things and sit on the step of the church all day and night. 

He recalled that the native elders said that in the beginning, the European came with blankets, tools and whisky poisoned with dog brain water and then they left left for six full moons. When they came back, the European said they own everything, that the natives are nothing. They are nothing....just dogs......they can't even cooperate with the European's proposals that they should all receive money equally, and maybe buy some Levi's, some Doritos, some Budweiser or some other European goods.

One native girl said she would kill herself for being excluded after she was told not to come back for carrying another young man’s wild furs in front of her betrothal. She should know when and when not to or is she a dog? But, her betrothal told her to do it because he was not sure if he was coming back from the frontiers war and because she did, he said he would wait for an Irish girl that is on her way to the colonies; that their wedding agreement is over.  She had already given birth to five. He also told her to "...send the babies to wherever you find me."

She was locked up before she could embarrass the church and commune.  She was knocked out and taken to the hinterland and released in the wild unsettled north where she froze to death. The man that was hired to carry her there came back when he realised what had happened. The locals did not take her in so he went back, made camp and a small dwelling and boiled some water to shower with her; warm her up. He left lots of money. He said "Mine now...my...I covet....I will legalise the weed before I fund the....people". Her eyes never opened but he tried for years. The locals killed him, cut off all his toes and fingers...any appendage and tied them together. They dropped them into the ocean.

She was ressurected eventually as a fossil that was regenerated to express itself; some black native mixed and some white native mixed.



We are not sure if they are trying to assimilate, be his son or devalue him or hinder him. But, there is something about this in Beowulf and Grendel when the cave man ogre would steal anything  the Nordic men valued; to be equal or to hurt us. He was put into slavery , this Ogre, because he was not a member of any Church.  It had nothing to do with skin tone. White non members, native non members and Africans non members were sometimes put into slavery. If you are a member and therefore not heathen, you are not enslaved.  

  The current version of this Ogre would like to ask us to know his pain and disappointment in history about being placed into some kind of slave labor against his free will; and one day there  will be a version of him that will steal  his son's 4 law school acceptance letters and ask if he could have the place in the program, while then asking for some kind of computerized human slavery(non consensual labor) for the graduate he would hope to be because he cannot accept that some people do their home work like he would demand them to but resents it if they could earn a living  and  resents it if they read faster than him or run faster than him.  It does not exist.  

But, if you confirm on an organ donor card and accidentally pass on or if you make a will and testament asking for an eternal,  computerized mausoleum, then you might do some work and earning  for your estate to pay your grand child's tuitions with just one bank accounts still open but you defeat much of sleep but take necessary scheduled rest and you could watch tv, talk  on the phone (You could also represent people in Court) and also play computer games but you have to be over 98 years old and consent willingly.  If you die before that  you are on the shelf until your remains reach your chronological age of 99 years old.  There is no point trying to walk in and do anything like it before that age and you must prove to be of the highest moral standards.  I don't know if they could just return the documents and keep a copy for themselves if they need to have a copy.   But, if you could not just let someone enjoy his career while he could help some people who need some Court help, why not let him do what he can to help when we will all be on this earth only  for a little while; maybe for 80 to 100 years? What are you resisting about him and his assistance of members of the public and how much do you spend?  If you call him black and you are black, why do you resist? Aren't you therefore resisting your Redemption Song? Maybe there is some eternal Black White Pangea anger against formal achievements.  You plagiarize him 

So, the father who was Afro Dutch Creole( they might have called him red in the current parlance or Mediterranean) asked the son's wife a question. The father says to her; "If you give me $1000.00, you can buy my son's share of this house and you can have it all to herself.  Do you want it?" Cubic Zirconia!  The  man next door who paid his son a stipend just for being a son so he could have a little something for his pocket, his shaves, his horse and his woman asked his son's native woman wife and she said "Yes" but intended for the man to live with her so long as he was perfect and did not try to assimilate her too much and if he could handle her sweeping topless because she thought it would really be hers and wanted to be sure he would have to go when she says....maybe back to his mother.   She lost $20,000.00 schillings.  So,  then she got booted out but was found sitting on the step of the church the next Sunday, pining to get back in. So, a Deacon took her to the baptism room due to her pining and betrothed her with his shaving brush and cream put on hold in the corner for 5 minutes, betrothing her  real proper in the old world Leviticus way for what is socially the marriage and with God as witness and she had the baby in 4 months at 7 pounds because the Spanish lady gave her potatoes to eat and told her to drink the lake water in the morning when its cold because....and told her its a boy.  Her name was Howdydoodiehontas.  Since the betrothing took that long she said she was not sure if she could trust if he could...whoop like that....for that long. Why should it take soo long if....and we are together every night?   We have to plant corn  or use that dude to answer questions and earn 49% of 1800.00 on 60 questions per year. He's a hard working chump, never wrong,  but we use him as the workhouse.  So, they remained family informally  as he understood her since he was half native but she kept trying to make him late for work to see if he would lose his job and maybe put his whooping her for 2.5 minutes or teaching her the bible before his own studies or over his timeliness at the logging station on the river.   She  kept pining for something...something more formal but then she said she did not want them to have formal authority over her. So, she was in a self agitated  emotional limbo.    She broke tree branches along the path of his horse journey and hoped the horse would be startled because the horse should be free she said, without all this formal Leviticus reins on her decisions because sometimes the Indian brave looks lonely or the butler and she would like to help him  because this is what her native mother did for a few gold nuggets or a few dollars more from the fur trappers or gold speculators and no one said Leviticus to her and she brought the money to the native elder who bought his own farm for the native nation in the formal land system that was growing; although the butler or the brave is not her husband in that Leviticus culture and it does not get Leviticus honor but the honor of the moon, the stars and the trees in the cosmos since it with an honorable motive to help someone feel accepted and we don't know who the father is now of the baby afterwards or their ways or the ways of the boy or the girl and only the Spanish will make me; make me settle down in the Leviticus culture.  But, all the boys and girls are the child of God. If you take on the role of raising one, you are maybe raising another man's child and you should treat that boy or girl accordingly; as you would wish to be treated so then you will not steal the mail intended for them or their Continental Navy job offer or their Quaker McDonalds farm job offer or steal his 1996 University of Calgary  Law School acceptance letter or his 2018 Air Canada job offer, the 2003 bank job offer letter or the 1989 Swiss Chalet Union job offer . The sister stole the Department store credit card and went shopping with her friends.  They were arrested and convicted.  They had to repay the store. 

So, when he said "I am the Leviticus man of the house", she invited other men to interrupt his authority over her and the house since  she did not  like that talk over her native land. Its her land or her people's land and it feels like a contract; like what bondage but she is not a slave and slavery was outlawed in 1688 in the North.  So she said, "...Just love me...that is how you say it I think but, how do you have any right to say you are man of anything and you don't own what you are betrothing since slavery is over and I have my free papers although its nice to feel covered and sheltered and owned sometimes where someone is legally obligated to take care of everything and you are under someone with that big belief talk but we will see if you can fight for it since we have to be free...and I will plagiarize all your Deacon writing to have authority over.....if you say anything too "bible" in your politics or history book because this is my native seat as you call it; true north, black, strong and free and me not free if you are not fighting to keep me. She had spots all over her...from the butler." Her teeth fell out when the old Gypsy lady fooled her to sign her name to something  cancelling her commitment to the ten commands; if she really intended  to own over him and remove him.  We say all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. We say love is patient and love is kind but is she just set on fighting the whole idea of family and the family plan with children.

 She was told to say it was a mosquito bite and not mumps  and now the baby does not conceive as quick and so we do not repopulate as much. We will have to rely  on immigration  for positive population growth some day.  But, all microwaves heat water in one minute and all men can do that if you ask him to heat your water, so why not stay with the water heater you are with?  She didn't really say these things and she didn't  really have spots all over her but she thought things every day and pretended  to be besotted and then poisoned his whiskey with lizard blood. An old native elder lady said, "...We can see one thought is heaven and one is hell."  The husband decided that she will  learn Leviticus to blend in with  the ways of a native commune where maybe there is no husband or wife in that culture but we are extending that commune in this Levitical way in this unit  that will become 15 or more people for the tribe and how can we inject who the father is if we don't enable their shopping with money so we can watch their ways and how can we know if we do not allow  them to have school for free to see who they are?;  and he will learn that the inconsistency of the world is worse than the inconsistency of one human being in a committed family life in a settled, growing, enjoyable shared home;  while you have to decide early on what fight from there is in this agreement over how you say we should not eat roast racoon although  some say its like pig or dog  or what fight there is over your plan to get a scholarship, get a law degree or to just enjoy your ministry work  and the time you spend in preparation but you always have her needs at the forefront.  If she is fighting these things or the quiet commitment to achieve these mutually shared goals  more than the "die hard" commitment  to your mutual success then she is not help but hindrance; especially when she is handing in your Deacon work  to the pastor down the road but in her name after you handed in your work to the pastor supporting you both; in your name as it is your work maybe written before you ever met her.  If she is not really besotted and only pretends while hoping you will fail, then she is not your family.  You met her in good circles and you were armed  with all the warnings in Proverbs or Pilgrim's Progress and when you see the way in her that does not fit the more excellent way, then you will know. The olive oil of Jerusalem or Mexico and saliva from one with contrary ways as noted in Proverbs 12 does not mix; does not mix.  I have 5 law degrees as part native and formal qualifications in Canada, the US and England(Europe).  The door to the contrary is closed; was closed a long time ago.  See his graduation photo and his wedding photo.  See his photos that are intended to encourage people and you keep asking if he knows that he is black or; what is it? But, because they are Creole  and proud; that is black or kind of black but also black self demeaning in trying to sell his business over him and then disappear with the money, they are a devaluation of the Native man and the Native Creole community.  There are lots of black lawyers in the news.  This guy was in the news also; once or twice for helping  clients! This is good for all the people; also the Ewoks.    

The native woman next door got the question right about buying her husband's share of the family farm and said "NO".  She also thanked God every day in her native language as she whispered "my own branch of family", "my own tribe", "one" or "one flesh" under her  breath. She baked bread to make her own money and money for the family. Her secret to encourage more business was maple syrup in the mix and some frog blood to keep people energetic.  She had a husband before but he was was always tasting like he had another woman in him.  This one was LEVITICUS faithful and took a little honey and wild dandelion tea before bed and he was so energetic for hours and then docked his boat in her canal for a whole 2.5 minutes.  They had 8 kids and a Mustang Mach E with a trailer behind them in a photo.  You always wanted to hear one say, "...We are having a baby."  But, they seem to be doing something else from 16 years old  as impregnated the first time from the bath water  and whatever  could be in the bath from Grand dad or father. So, she is having a baby when you meet her at 21 and she might let you be the father.  You are Joseph of Arimathea. The boy Jesus looked like Solomon's son and spoke like it sometimes as many bathed in his pool known as the pool of Siloam so we are born of the spirit, blood and the water.   I don't know how you see it.     

As she said "one flesh, one covenant", a native elder called out from the mountains and said "...their Leviticus way is to take a man and woman and make them separate from the tribe. You now, and they,  call it "two become one flesh" and we call it separating. You cannot separate from the tribe and if you try to an ogre man will come and try to interrupt since we are all one and you know you could be my daughter and your husband could be my son when your mother or his mother.....by the river bank. Let me ask you something...if my brother is the father of the young woman and he, in his culture, has decided that her womb must bea his dna, he may ask her to drink his cup every night at dinner and he may place his oil in the fish blood and tell her to place it once a month where she will confess with a baby so that she will be safe and covered.   He  begins this practice when she is 16 or so or maybe at 17;  that age.  His reason is that he wants to be sure that the progeny will always be him; first in.   So, when she has a husband for 8 years and then gets divorced at the 8th year and then has a boyfriend for 8 months who is the father if she has a baby on the 8th year and the 9th month? The father, some say, is her father.  The seed is like an elevator shaft.  It's there forever no matter what new fascia you put around it and no matter what elevator is operating in the building Shaft.....Beware if the ogre man is your father and he tries to separate by putting his dna in your seat when he does not want to feel another nation. It must feel like him; he say.  Well, I have my own one  wife now because I am tired of  getting an itch if it's more than one woman in a month and they say it's the mice in the barn;  and with one, we get more babies and everything is more simple as the tribe and nation grows more.  But, I  I do not really want them to go to school.  But, I will take  the DNA of a missionary law graduate and add them to our baby system and they will be capable.  I will ensure  one or more gets to go to school.  I will push  him; encourage  him.... applaud the idea. The English  will see how good I am; what I can do....what we can build.  But, when he comes back with that education I don't want him to be teaching me anything because it would feel like he is foreign missionary working and taking that hegemony over me and I need to have hegemony over myself in my hegemony war against  this foreign cultural imposition.  Since he is my tribal  junior and I am an elder in an elder position, I want to keep him feeling like a junior.   But,  I don't want to dispose of him because he is part me and I am not sure how to resolve my emotions. I think I will learn to use him  to solve problems for my people before I call a foreigner again to come and do it...as that would defeat my hegemony goals and my goal  for independence. If his grade is too high for me, I will feel like it is a challenge to me.  If it is too low, I will say he does not respect me and my anxiety  about  social acceptance.  I think I ate too much French chocolate. This chocolate  makes me want to criticise him, and devalue him...makes me uncooperative... unnatural.    

I need not deny the usefulness and skill of my own before I defeat what Hegemony and authority we have ourselves by calling  on a foreigner and say "...so long as it's not him or one of me."   The worth  of my own is the hegemony I fight for.   But, maybe I am trying to feel connected and accepted by the outside world.  But, I see now how to put my personal competitive sense of tribal position and authority in line  with what should be  my  more communal nationalistic self defensive hegemony goals and really war against some foreign rule  (but remaining always foreign cooperative...the UN....ISO) that happens when I some how always chose to ask a foreigner to  work out something for me before I would ask and allow one of my own people as schooled in the foreign land, trained in the foreign land to explain the something to me and I  have opened the front door of my tribe to the foreigner....and then they use we...and that is not tribal defense or hegemony. But, I could do both but here first what my people say and go with what my people say. It's usually  the same answer but without the foreign usury.   I see the  China man  would say they would rather be dead than allow any foreigners in that way that would  "vulnerable" us.      

You know I was just reading Beowulf or just looking at the pictures and I think the older cave man in the first chapter was the king's father. The king was adopted as a cave boy by the villagers as a baby.  The older cave man did not know this and proceeded  to steal from the boy king and the villagers, harassing them; hindering them.  He stole the boy King's Magna Carta and his tools; his wife's tiarra and the  door to the log house.  The cave  man had a second son. Grendel who was essentially the king's half brother. Maybe we can agree that we should all have money as the one " litmus" of normal and the key  social barometer.  I am tired of seeing any material deprivation.  See how we can help each other.  Look good; nuh Mon?  

The ogre is obsolete and I learned  but he might come and test you.  You must pass. Catch him and teach him as kept in a cold dry place with lots of food and salt water.   It should take sometime before the Ogre is cooperative; the new "Principality" and Kingdom of Goat Island."

She said, "...we will get a painting of the family one day or we will do a digital photo with a camera and use the timer and squeeze all the family in."   He was a Dutch Creole like many were; his name  was Crispus Attucks and he was part aboriginal and part Dutch. He said, " I  am Black too. But, so was Pharaoh in the bible. Yet, we prefer to say African for the Pharaoh since Black is for a North American aboriginal who has not decided yet that the wheel comes from Africa and when he does, he is home."   She never brought any of her native country men into the home.   He had his identity papers but , as such,  he remained in an informal understudy as a deacon in the church; and the son but he owned only sort of' with equitable ownership but not the legal ownership of the property that was held by his other family members but they could not sell the property without him;  as he was not yet a formal legal entity with legal standing before the Court. Well, he was but they did not know what to do with a native black man that wanted to sue someone as a litigant in Court. I know what to do.  You just hear his case and honor your  traditions. His sister, however, was impatient about inheritance "ou le heritage". She was unconditionally guaranteed something....but she was living and fighting and poisoning her mother in haste for more....and while he had just started a fledgling law practice, she was more interested in seeing him not be able to earn this way so he would feel less accepted or acceptable as the days pass on as she whittled down her mother's  life in some internecine way and slowly; although he offered 50.1% to her and her husband and they also received disabled people benefits and, still, her husband was afraid that this guy could earn more than them.   

A native man developed a taste for the English biscuits bought at a shop owned by a black Vermont-onian  that arrived  in America as the Black Irish.  They had their income support but the. Father/ shop owner kept saying you have to have a job.  The daughters sowed clothing and  made money to own a dress shop but he said  they must have a job not rely on these dole welfare payments.  He had 12 daughters  and two were offered a 10 year job as domestic servants in Jamaica.   They were able to play the piano quite well.    They took a passenger ship that stopped in Vermont on its regular routes from Dublin to Edinburgh to Blackpool to Brunswick, to Scotia and Vermont, New York, Florida and Jamaica.   The other routes stopped in Trinidad. Their employers met them on arrival and then took their documents and promised  to give them back but they never did. They had to sleep  with the dogs  their first night.  One of  Vermont-onian girls told the employers  that the dogs feel like a Scrooge.  He said, "It's in the food and your food too since I need to feel me." 

This diminished their worth and they could not get out.  They were there for 200 years, eating big fish.   Every time they fried  to explain  or show  their employers how to save time with something  for time management, he said thank you but would lock them out until  they would remember  their  place and would verbally demean and diminish their worth.  One of the employer's names was Scroogeish; the 2nd.  After he let them back in, brought them back in,  he told them how good they are.  He said, "We are not equal but, You are good; you know? I am not really the owner but this is where I live now.  I don't know how I own it but this is where you find me.....in Jacob Marley's yard."   Then he said, " My son is a pianist like you both and he is going to  recital at the governor's tonight to perform."  When the son came back, the father was fidgety about the son's formal social recognition and honour so he told him to clean the pig trough to bring him back down on the ground. Then he asked the boy, "Are you me? Do you feel me.... because it has to be me...the real king and everything has to be.....ME.... Scrooge Columbus the 2nd?"   

They carried out their duties and sweeped every day for 200 years but responded  poorly to the electric vacuum; they were too old and not new enough in his opinion to sell real estate but they could teach someone to whom the employer gave their ID and qualifications.   It could not work this way since her documents were soo old. The employer decided to just tell them they had to go, put them on a truck in 1937 with 500 other old Domestic workers and drove them to a field where she machine gunned them. One bullet  hole in your gut is not brain dead and you have all of eternity in that mass grave  of four or more people to demand your descendants  find  for you  and demand for you your Honour as the Black Irish, Hungarian Vermont-onian expectations of a formal, legal burial and the return of your formal identification. 

So, he asked all the Ewoks (as he was an Ewok) to help him because he was crazy that the her brother could earn more over a 12 month period and told all the Ewoks to call him as the only global contact so he would get 50.1% of everything any where from all work the man could ever do. But, if someone wanted to be that included and involved and get all the share of the entire worth in the world of someone's work, how often  and how soon would the brother's phone ring and he never did call or send anyone to the brother to get legal assistance over a 10 year period.  They liked the business name and wanted to think they would rather see him dead and then do all the work without him. But, do what? Wouldn't it be better to just use him as the cook and bottle washer? Let him write the reports and then just collect a share of the earnings because it is work that requires some preparation and why not hire someone to do it  properly if you are the boss of all the  Ewoks but he insisted  on retiring, burying his talents; hindering his trained experience even  before he had 300 clients; something about he actually owned a house. But, it is sold now. The Ewoks said no since it says they would have to go to jail for little things as they deny the help of someone who could help and then the news reporter says that the native is twice as likely to be incarcerated. You could buy the sword(Chinese Japan etc) but you are still the... fighting Ewok. How do you know you are not engaged in attacking with your anger the great grand son of a Hindu? Its not good Dharma.  You need to evolve brother Ewok man! The community cooperation and the shared fee is not going to hurt you.  Also, return his things. 

Her betrothal  got tired of her pining and told her the Spanish were coming and they are playing some music from Mozart in D  as they march so she ran to Vermont where she was born and since she thought he was going to get a D on his studies because of her distractions. He did really have his legal papers and formal legal identity as they could not expire. But, because of her theft of his documents he envisioned that one day it would be an electronic document that would never expire and he would always be able to confirm his identity with a tattoo or access a safety travel emergency document online  for travel  using the sign in partner if the passport was lost. 

 She was a bit Anglo Latino West Indian and had this thing with people's documents. I don't know why.  Yet,  he took her papers and gave them to an older native woman who did not have papers yet and  she took her place in his home and life. Howdydoodiehontas had more babies while in Vermont as surrounded safely by her native peoples and clan but she brought the babies south and left them where ever she could find him in his route as an evangelist. She also broke a window where ever she thought he might be and he would have to fix the window; rebuild the Audi engine again.               

This Discovalentehontas said, "yes" and  that she would save it for him and they would share and she is not sure how much he should get; that her people have enough furs to buy it.  

But, the expected answer was "No and no. Thank you but no"; or "I will at least speak with him under his advisement and he le you know since....you said it's He share." 

The father paid his son a stipend just for being a son so he could have a little something for his pocket, his shaves, his horse, his watch and his woman with that standard gauge yogurt cup but they did not want the son to be too too independent until that time when the father might pass on since its the Father's time.   Discovalentehontas was  booted out also and when the Irish girl showed up and the wedding was conducted a year after, Discovalentehontas watched from the tree line and continued to sit on the steps every Sunday and the Irish girl had to walk "all over her" to get down the steps.  She would not really move out of the way. She was walking  Discovalentehontas'  son down the steps. The son said, "...one day we will all be black and white, have $100,000.00 NAF (North American currency) income support and sit at the table of family." He was George Washington.  But, she was now outside.  The Creole Native Black Afro Irish woman born in North America but raised in Ireland was asked the same question about the share of property at $2000.00 and said she could  not join such a discussion without her husband; whatever it is and its not that he is her Lord and all that sort of thing but its not proper and it feels like infidelity when its his business and his property; right?         

Then,  Discovalentehontas started to sit on the steps of  the Tavern to get a job there every day and offered to sweep.  

To be continued....

Part 2

The Tavern owner said she could sweep and work for them but she could not live there or maybe she could because his wife was going back to Ireland.  She only wanted to earn her own money.  He asked her on the first day to help him clean the rooms in the Tavern and to put bibles in all the rooms in the bed side drawer. He put a special bible with his words written in it with a  candle inside of her drawer.  She was...covered; adopted.    His wife decided to adopt her and asked her to re write Galatians 2 ever day and to put her name on it.  Then she sent her to England after 6 months of work and after she gave them two babies. The woman said, "One day, you will have your OWN." What is the point of wanting your own  if you will not appreciate it?    You should not want my husband and his capable word of prayer all over you.  I see you are also holding his broom; his stick; his broom stick. What happened to you? If you don't appreciate the broom stick when you get it, then you are alone.  You will have your own so...put his books back and the broom stick in the corner before you go!  Have your own space. Give us the babies with less possessiveness next time. You will learn.  I cannot have my own babies.  The time between a man and a woman is always uncircumcised.   I will use you and all your daughters forever and in all time immemorial.    Now, go!   The time between a man and a woman is always uncircumcised.    Don't let me have to say it in Jamaican becau' that's where me come from.....ya undastand...... Automated Baby maker ... just a baby maker with low maternal inclination....see the baby makers deh!!.  I will  get a milkshake.  I will drink milk from a baby bottle.  Maybe you will have wisdom and , be thankful for your own man and have a family wedding photo with your own children, your own house and yard maybe owned by your father or right next door to him and your own vehicles. So, fight me.  Do you know that Hymn Redemption song!?!"

If the last ogre was your father, the wooden box the pastor is standing has his head in it. He broke too many church windows and pissed on too many church doors and those windows were imported from Europe; the handles for the doors also. The current Ogre, his son, keeps stealing Ikea tea boxes or luggage from passenger ships and leaving them at church yards if the luggage belonged to any member of a clergy's family."   The girl said, "...this is all well and good but I took your husband's teeth with the water from the domestic workers potty in the soup.  Because I have them, in my aboriginal culture, I am to inherit under our informal  laws so now shoot me if you can, smash my wagon  or I will be back to inherit.  You see; you own and I and my people will never change but there are other aboriginal people who will own. I wish I could be like them. What am I?"  The girl flew off like a bird; straight up into the air like as if she had the Wings of a dove to fly away, fly away and be at rest! 

She was a professional bed warmer at the Gold City Arms and was honored for her skill in repairing bed warmers. Sometime She would slap the sheet and tickle the iron pan with her cutey, plump, adorable hands in an old fashioned way to make the warmer hot. See the foot note.   She was a woman and never had a husband.  An officer proposed who met her in church.  She was wearing a puritan black gown and puritan pointy hat and working as an usher.   He spoke with her for 8 or more years and asked that she be given more tutoring for her edification and for this she was thankful.  Eventually, she said yes to doing the work;  that she can sweep forever to just give her a broom and do all the work in his home, give babies to his mother after. Slapping and Tickling the bed warmer; but anything more formal and she will get very very very angry and turn green; and just bust topless out of her formal clothing; topless and running off  to the bush, the wilds. She deliberately startled  a horse one day as she was walking along the road from market with the officer's fine purchased prepared goods. He gave her a copy of his expired bank account document to cover her and said  to give it back when he asks. She stole a few candles.   She wanted to "aboriginal" know what happens if he dies, if she could get his things and those cancelled shares in his office drawers. They were  stamped  "sold".  There was an insurance  policy but it was also cancelled and a business name and so what would happen if he dies?  Nothing happens but certainly you do not own just because you shopped for him or called yourself family although you are not.  See Vandervells #1 and #2.   The horse she startled, as she was too close to the path,  fell on top of her. As this happened, she remembered what the woman said to her about having her own if she would appreciate the man. Look at her ways and what she did.   When the horse got up, he trampled her under his feet. She had hoped the officer was on board so she could have all his things and his house.  The foot men saw she had been disrobed on the bed of moss in the accident and they took a photo with their smart phones; They saw a tribal marking on her leg that said "Pangeamaica"; a place where her people originated while brough to Vermont by Spanish traders. Her tribal elder always told her that "...if you see men black like us with watches, formal graduation documents or finished goods, they are not like us. They have formal  families and could be European or African, working for those people who build the boats and they should not be worth more than us, feel disloyal to our plights.   I just want to plagiarize them.  Hold them. These people who believe what we tell them about hard work and actually work hard have to be the other people but we will be more than some day once there is a weapon; a gun they call it. We will breed faster and kill faster; wheel and turn. They call us stupid and slow with chess but see my chess board here as I would even kill my own daughter if she leaves us Pangeamaicans by graduating from High School in front of we.   Hold his things. I'm only kidding. He's my son or my cousin not only when he is studying but when, now, we see he has been faithful to our hope that several of  us could explain all this formal mumbo jumbo to....us. He gives me 50.1% of his work earnings as an architect or lawyer when I send my people and he only gets 49.9% so he is under me. I am more than him. He is accurate and faithful.  In fact, I will run the website of my own and hire him to answer the questions.   It does not affect my authority as the elder but helps we. He has been faithful so we help even if the ogre that never evolves in his soul will try to...I cannot say. I am human and I know I will be able to graduate myself some day or my son but the ogre is a monkey forever. if he stole the boy's Mcdonalds job offer and I do not approve of him stealing any more documents of any kind that are relevant to the boy's eduction. It honors Pangeamaica that we raised him in some way and educated in some ways in his formative years and I don't what is wrong with us sometimes if after he finished and really achieved what we wanted, we took on old battle lines of demarcation. But he is one of we. We will use him to type up  and research a few things like a outsourced clerk service or research service. I will one day run P. R. and R. FIRM with a website and he will run something called Angel Ronan maybe; I see it. I believe it and if he is just the son of my butler than that is ok. It is good. It is good." 

We are anciently wrong if we hold him. There has to be some morality to us. Maybe we should teach him about God and set the example; do what is right.   So, we give  his things back to w.a.lyon.angelronan@mail.com.   But, we keep  a copy.  But, I also think he was born Egyptian so we will give his things back, better let him go as we are all children of the creator but at different hours of evolution maybe and once we have the American presidential authority in 1992 when some of us are white, we will apologize for our murders of more capable men and phase ourselves out of existence....not complying with Eleanor Roosevelt and her UDHR with an automatic income support or with the desires of the Asians and European that we have an income support, who want to see us buy more food and vehicles without worrying and we can pay the loan";  and so they left her there as there was no way to alert the undertaker or the Vicarage personally so they sent the emergency messenger pigeon to the vicarage. It took  24 days for the message  to be read; so many plump breasted pigeons with messages to read.  They told the officer. It rained for twenty four days, twice a day for about 18 minutes each time. The rain from God brought  bountiful crops, was brisk,  thorough and penetrated the hardness of the fallow ground, making it moist as penetrating all the corners. All the woman's angry murderous guilty blood and the stains were washed away.  He planted  a cross and Yellow daffodils that were usually Annuals but the crop of daffodils planted by the officer became Perennials as her body and soul underneath cried out to be found as she lost track of time, dead,  and promised to never do it again, never shoplift again.  It's where the McDonald's is now today, near the the train station.  

 Some say there is no law against that topless anger in the bush,  under the cosmos. That is because the Bush woman is learning under the roof and cover of Leviticus where some have chosen to settle; not under the open sky cosmos. But, we don't really need any Cosmos club with a Cosmos club magazine of bush women, unsettled female learners on the outside periphery of a Leviticus culture.   

Some people are just anthropologically not prepared for that domestic life with that long term happiness, family and committed-ness.  Some are learning, stealing credit cards from their families and the Amazon packages.  You decide if it's learning or fighting and resisting you, stealing, demeaning you and fighting you in the very end and your mutually beneficial socially aspirate goals while no baby was announced or brought to your family.  But, others did.   How long does it take to enjoy a cup of yogurt? How long does it take to boil hot water and make your kettle whistle? Its the same with any tea and coffee male customer.  You better stay with the man you are with and stop shopping for social aspiration.  The first guy; if he got a D could have taken a further degree or extended his studies by an extra year with extra courses to improve his graduating averages but you should stay with people in the mutual journey and you decide how you are to help; not hinder before all the pastors and radio stations are talking about Ecclesiastes for some unknown reason in Global Israel in 1992. He cannot say that he would have preferred your negativity over resting on the bosom of nothingness in the arms of the cherished choir pianist who had no yogurt cups. But, she had cork screws and a very hard cork.  Israel is every where.    No one got a D.  He got a B+ average.  The babies were left at the back of Milliken Mills, at the fresh market in London and at our pastor's front door.  

Read Romans 7.  

The End. 

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Electrical bed warmer (with a shielded electric bulb) in India, 1979

A bed warmer or warming pan was a common household item in countries with cold winters, especially in Europe.[citation needed] It consisted of a metal container, usually fitted with a handle and shaped somewhat like a modern frying pan, with a solid or finely perforated lid. The pan would be filled with embers and placed under the covers of a bed, to warm it up or dry it out before use.[1][2]

Besides the risk of fire, it was recognized that the fumes from the embers were noxious. A doctor advised his readers to avoid bed warmers, or, if needed, replace the embers with hot sand.[3]

An alternative to the bed warmer was the "bed wagon" (moine in French and monaco in Italian, both meaning "monk"). It consisted of a large wooden frame enclosing a bucket of embers, possibly with an iron tray and an iron roof-plate to protect the bed covers from direct heat.[1][4]

Bed warmers were commonly used from the mid-17th to early-20th century. They fell out of fashion with the rise of other methods of warming homes and beds.

Pottery filled with hot water also was used.[citation needed]. With the advent of rubber, the hot water bottle became dominant. In the early 20th century, electric blankets began to replace the bed warmer.[5]

An alternative kind of bedwarmer in the mid-20th Century in the UK was a 36cm/14inch pressed steel "flying saucer" or lozenge-shaped device made by Belling (established 1912),[6] powered using an internal 40W incandescent light bulb as a heat source.[7]

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  • Hot water bottle - a bottle filled with hot water and sealed with a stopper, used to provide warmth, typically while in bed.

  • Electric blanket - a blanket that contains integrated electrical heating.

  • Warming Pan Baby - a nickname for the son of James VII and II, supposedly snuck into the queen's bedchamber in a warming pan

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