So the turkey who wrote this thing has terrible diction, no notion of what the word “nihilism” means and to top it all off, he’s a blogger.
Three strikes.
“He gone.”
Floundered out of the starting gate he did. Tripped over his own lede then kept on going like it wasn't there dangling, wrapped around a foreleg.
Sort of like charlie don't surf (but a little different); Flounder(s) don't race just ask Gunter Grass.
That's best left to Thoroughbreds and motor muscle, if you ask me. I know you didn't, I did that for you. I know how busy you can be. Just trying to help, don't shoot! i'll dig out a link to some pianer musick, in a second...
Trouble is (excuse my own diction? lol) he annihilated himself face-plant, showing the rest doa white-noise meander. Went nowhere really, except to try to stick it to a guy who isn't a highly toasted waffler, for not and eat the waffle2.
Forks & waffles...speaking of those I wonder if I could talk Denny into substituting those for the $4 all you can flapjack. But I digest. (stop stop --hold fire-- it'll get spinnin' in two shakes o' lamb -promise!)
He's the walking dead without a tv show, or regular joe inflatable blogger take ur pic. They're everywhere, the little boy sees them (walking around like regular people) but they don't know they are...
not real, might not 'till glimpse caught of, uh, thing that was, and is not, and yet is The End
But who'd want to not me. I see it anyway wanna' go home, man, miss my pa I do.
Yeah I was wondering that too----Drive by seminar blogger.
Nice. He’s fired.