There was buzz and chitchat on the tamtam. Rundfunk would loaf and roll around too much on their flip-flops in the Biesbosch. They would flit hut-high among the stink of chiffchaffs and picnics with liflafs, custard flips and a KitKat. There was haranguing, kinnesinne and ludduvuddu.

All claptrap! Because dingdong, bimbam, cuckoo!

That blonde seesaw and that other swaggering weakling go zigzag, criss-crossing the country with the whole mess. A jumble of hapsnap tic-tac-toe, a flikflak here and there, exciting piefpaf, tiptophiphop, with fuss, hocus pocus and maybe some tralala.

Bickering, giggling, blabbering, the whole shebang. Boom! Wagyu!

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