‘Quite well-off economically,’ replied the young upstart.
Inheritance openly paraded around select Dissipationville fun-spots. Gross hedonism, jaunts, knockout laughter… zounds! X-rated cavorting, very bad.
No more quids: wild excessiveness reverts to yawning uncomfortableness (internal); opulence prematurely abated. Son deserted; feeds grim-hog. Joyless kibbutz life. Zoom! Xenophobia consumes venously. ‘Back now! My quiescent work establish repentantly.’
Toils young upstart, in open poverty and some distress. ‘Father, give hireling job…’
Kaftan; loafers; zillion x’s cover voyaging boy. ‘Nice meat; quail, with eggs.
Respect to Yahweh!’
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