To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
The clever hostess having let fall that several distinguished guests from France would be present, the world had flocked to her doors to catch, like the gossip-hungry vultures they were, a glimpse of them. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. Capes spoke casually of their plans for work. Smith, now, being more than half-seas over, became very uproarious, and, claiming the attention of the table, volunteered the following DRINKING SONG. It’s no good. "Good Lord!—cannibals?" "Aye.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTIuMTM2LjYzIC0gMjEtMDktMjAyNCAyMDo0MDowMCAtIDg3MDk2NTQwOQ==
This video was uploaded to tructiepcauthongthuongde.org on 20-09-2024 05:23:48
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10