Talk:Camper James Joyce/@comment-9289481-20150116130219/@comment-1988716-20150116131624

You is feeling like you was lost in the bush, boy? You says: It is a puling sample jungle of woods. You most shouts out: Bethicket me for a stump of a beech if I have the poultriest notions what the farest he all means. Gee up, girly! The quad gospellers may own the targum but any of the Zingari shoolerim may pick a peck of kindlings yet from the sack of auld hensyne.

Mattahah! Marahah! Luahah! Joahanahanahana!

As the universal Shem would put it: Pla!