Hey, How’s It Goin?
Oh how delightful! I just wrote you a poem. Here you go!
Sent from heaven is the chariot of gold wafting the fragrance of silver ceramics sitting snuggly while surrounding swaths of swarming sunderous sanddunes saturated with snuffaloofagoose snorts.
I’m sure you can see how this is beneficial to our corporation. There is great angst in the plaza where the pithy pigs prance. I cannot tell you if they’ll dance. I can, however, declare whenceforth the sundry of saturated snorts must die! Death I say to you, death! How does one die a snort you ask? It’s simple you … uh … uh … let’s break this down so even the most dismal dimwits amongst you are capable of satient thought. What do you mean there is “no such word?” Salient is what you put in your eyeballs in the form of a solution whence one is solving for X. SaTient is when you take satiated thought and think them. I don’t have time for your complete lack of simple grasping of such basic concepts as sapient thought. Even the monkey’s think “oh a banana, it’s time to eat”. Stop messing around with partial attention and NOTICE MY WORDS. They are key to your survival on this planet. One word FROm me and you are off this planet for good. Kapeesh? Yes yes, I’ve never understood why kape’ needs esh so much but far be it from me to misspell resume’ simply because I’m too lazy to to cut and paste letters that do not naturally exist on this board of keys with symbols on them that extend my brain-finger electrons directly into your eye-brain.
Get a book on tape. It’s kind of like a podcast except the person spent 1-2 years of their life slaving over a hot word salad and then asked Your Grateful Slobness for a measly $12 to listen to them read you a bedtime story. I won’t bore you with the math, but $12 in 24 months is far far less than $2 a day. Only a completely insane person would ever ever publish a thing.
Ah yes, I see I have dawdled long enough for you to forget all about die snorts, but I shall regale you the tale regardless of your pittance attention span lurching in the wings. Snorts ONLY live because of the nose. Nose goes? Snorts Die. Simple math. Subtract the offending item and …. what do you mean sinus cavities and throats and golden voices and slanderous tongues? That’s IT you are officially kaboom’d to outer space
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Stupid warthog caravan selling faulty equipment and skipping town like a caravan of warthog swindlers! And don’t even THINK of giving me your ridiculous “I told you so” – we all have to learn in our own way and if I need to make the mistake to figure it out for myself that is none of your fragrant business, my dear.
off with their heads,
of lettuce she saids,
eat when it’s green,
and morph all things mean
love & hugs & swindled mugs,
~ MiCheLlE
ha! ha! ha!
yes! yes!
it seems I’ve turned hell into lie
I am the best word magician EVER!
tada!