Where is Pop Pop and Where is the Grain? How to Toughen Up for Winter
By Quin Asselin
My Sweet Baabè, This is the last that you’ll do of the be of the hearing from me. Pop Pop is will be going off to save your Gruncle, Papi’s Brehvur. If I don’t/do not bring the success, the homestead will be having an age of plagues. Don’t do be have the weeps. It is time to make big/strong for winter. List of Notices: 1) Temperature Let me first say that you are lucky that you can be feeling a Temperature. The Temperature that you’ve have got with you is in many ways felt. Thising Temperature that you are feeling on yours pours is a good one. Many people are of doing the idea that much Temperatures is bad and to like it or make have it as your pal makes you a Bad Climb-8. Boy fella, do you believing that
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your climbing is bad, or that yore Temperature is too much many or little? How’s about you check out one of many tall hill in a place that is high big up? A place with very few Temperature. Do you think that you shall weep over the loss of your stinking corn-like mealgrain, your frozen missing Papi, or these baby snow? How can you do about to feed the clan when the Family Beast must make its meal of the hard water (the kind that is so little Temperature it stands rigid, like the Men With Guns™)? Your Sweet sweet Graanguu weeps with sad for her two boys, trapped in shafts of ice by the Snow Wailers. Use listen your ears. For they make bring misfortune. 2.) Problems: You Be Having Them Second, I want to make you to know that several many Temporters will come with me. These T-Painatures will steal away with Papuu in the night. When you've awackened, the world you know will be having a frown. It will harbor much hostility, and harbor very few Tempestolies. Lucky for you, Papp has leaved a modest store of amber hunger grass in the sleeping home of your beloved Family Beast. The red beast home. The Big Red One? The the Big big Red red One one? No! I do be mine speaking of the barn, you petulant youth. But you are going to b having a grain dispute. For as the saying does goings: Where there are no Temparasols, there are often [ghouls/imps]. By the moment of the time through which you feel these words in your head meat’s think folds, the grain will have maked itself to gone. Weep. 3) rESCUE yOUR gRAIN ¿tHE fAMILY bEAST OF hOME IS SAVE, YES? i YEARN TO FEEL HIM MANY VERY CLOSE. MUCH IN MY HEART MEATS. ¿hER FUR IS IS KIND, YES? fEEL THE BEAST. fEEL HIM MY BAMBINO. iT IS BEING YOUR DUTY TO THE CLAN WHEN pOP pOP IS SEALED WITHIN THE ICE FOREVER GONE. pLEASE THE bEAST BY ANY MEANS SO THAT IT MAY GUIDE YOU. pLEASE IT AS HARD AS YOU CAN. fOR IF YOU ARE TOO SLOW, THE gUNMEN® SHALL DO OF BECOMING THE
gRAINMEN© YES? tAKE THE bEAST, MY SWEET YOUNG FRESH BABBY SEED. tAKE YOUR bEAST AND TAKE YOUR tEMPERATURES. tHEN DO START BEING ON THE RIDE FOR YOUR GRAIN. tHE gRAINMEN@ SHALL RUE THE THE TIME IN THIS LIFE WHEN THEIR PATH DONE BESMIRCHED THE GREAT FAMILY kHOZTETSKISLAAD. 4) Severe Wounds Perhaps it was that you’ve done be had much foolish in you to think the GrainmenΩ no longer possessed the weapons that made them the Men with Guns(A Tiny Picture of A Sphere). This is to be a mistake of precarious dimensions. These folk were having guns then becomed owners of the grains also. What cause have those with guns have to relinquish their steel lovers once have they have that succulent amber good grass as well? Did the Udreçzji lay down their arms after having done the storming of the Palace Upon the Hill? No. No that is the opposite of how they do going about doing the things that they have done. And we shall never forget their force. Their harsh metal and the storm it does have bringed upon the many. Much like the Grainèd Ones have wrought into your bones Gnarled pip of my flesh, my descendant, my small one, you are weak. The bullets have torn away at your sinews and meats like your Graandu’s flesh under the razorlike tusk of the Mad Boar. Are you having any feeling at all? Do you feeling that your blood runs with little Temperature? Take rest. For your failure is both crushing and final. Closed be make your eyes. The Men with Grain(circle) are by their fires, eating loaves and feeling upon some joy happy. Let the Beast lick your wounds. You will be of seeing me soon. Pop Pop loves you,
Evgeni Khoztetskislaad Evgenii Khoztetskislaad