Posted on 05/14/2010 1:06:01 AM PDT by Blind Eye Jones
I, Mr. Lovegrove, abide blasé so I'm inveigled to scrawl and scratch approximately something... what? Well, perchance not a ‘what' but a ‘why.' Why queries are commonly the ill. They commence out portentous except undergo besieged in every heading by legions of rejoinders. Everybody covets to notify you why. They stockpile stark sorts of erudition that they pickle employ to divulge you why. Why this, why that, why not this, why not that... and so it departs. Why cross-examinations devise these Lilliputian abysses within the passageway of confabulation? They insinuate at manufacturing something, pump up the cogent breach with connotation, routing and subjugating the lunatic to the distant reaches of the biosphere. The why query undergoes a pressure derriere to it. It is attentive to surmount the spear of light. Zilch else exceedingly executes it in that manner. The why query chaperons you forth into the desert and you encounter the apostate, every incoherent Sufi and augur that wheedles your intelligence with phantasm. The why is the luminary that perforates the mortal china chest and divulges the pall at the bowel of existence. It singes out the antipodes and deodorizes the grey lesions of epoch. The why query is a crusade (ion). A quest i (am) on, a quest indeed... So, presently you abide blasé as well, I ought solicit my why query.
Mr. Obama breathes a exalted maestro with multitudinous acolytes. He is eminence for his euphony and abides a boost to his ventilators. His cunning is the air of the hereafter fair albeit the present day fares not digest him. Save we be adequate. He resolve persevere to be lifted as a champion of prodigious delicacy, waggery and with the swell of entity of Orson Welles. A garrison with a commission to smear the illumination that Jehovah relinquished him, with endowment, with hypnotized and momentous well-behaved countenances and garb. A Don of the preeminent echelon and prominence. Why so, alas.
Dude...please. Put down the glass and get some sleep. About twelve hours ought to do it.
When you wake up, do some editing and this will be a masterpiece.
I know it’s ahead of schedule, but I’m putting this forward as my candidate for the next Undead Thread.
You just made me blind in both eyes.
Getting a new dictionary for your birthday doesn't mean you have to immediately try to use every word it contains.
Thanks!
*In Vortigaunt voice from Half-Life 2*
Ahhh.. a worthy candidate is hard to come by.
You have found us.. the larval extract!
I like it. It has words.
Bunny/Pancake....
Well, yes ... but anything that divulges the pall at the bowel of existence is worthy of extra attention from those with nothing better to do.
I find the munificent expression that is the thread to be one of boundless possibilities and deep, deep impenetrable logic within the construct of what we loosely call “reality”.
Or Bunny/Pancake.
Whichever.
Cheers,
knewshound
Did you learn one new vocabulary word?
New?
No.
Used in such a combination?
Most certainly.
Actually, it sounds like something translated by Babelfish.
Cheers,
knewshound
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