Aych ay see two (half a canyon too). Increase Mather told her dad yeah. "I roundly disagree with you. You're vocal style's to preachy. All the yokels mock your teaching.". But Cotton he was just so oblivious. To all their cutting pleas. Soon the townfolk took to it. In every pew they looked to him. For guidance just like eyeless lambs. Awaiting that ol' kabob stand. The skeptics formed. The nation's born. They want to have it Cotton's dream. But Increase had them mounted. And they burned on open fires. So the word spread just like small pox. In the Sudan. The gentry cried:. "Give it a day!" x6. Years and years have passed. Since the puritans invaded our soul. Just like those arab terrorists. You'll never know. But today the gods can't make us quake. We see our lives as situations. Eyes are eyes and teeth are teeth. Well mine are rotten underneath. I got two ways we can separate from the clan. If I could fly...I...could...fry. I hope you profited from this bulletin. And it stabilized your land. You're drenched you're fired. (You gentrified?). Your Alzheim clan but. Your father is another one of them. I don't wanna mention him again cause. I talked to him last night. He hates my guts. We had a fight. And he called you a slut girl. Why's that?. What did you do to him to make him think...?