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Methinks Muss Elf Akin To a Cold Prickly
Methinks muss elf akin to a cold prickly... being analogous to a limp biscuit viz wussy wonky willy, yet back in the day rolling in hay worm may at large cavorted frolicked, and idealized as a warm fuzzy. Though aforementioned title slightly risqué and silly, yours truly dwells in Schwenksville, approximately an hour drive northwest from Philly, a geographic enclave flush with seeds of life and White Lily hometown of mine reminiscent of Lake Woebegone similarly verdant and hilly. Today I bubble with gumption and glee riding a crest of carefree euphoria prithee within Netherlands home to Zuiderzee. Now yours truly lets thoughts unspool as they popup like mushrooms after a soaking rain and flash across consciousness hoping to hammer somewhat comprehensible poetic product wrought courtesy tool of me noggin stream of consciousness school meanders and follows no particular rule. Despite being rescued from blimey and bloody ten thousand cannibals yippee, where before escaping xi shark infested cyber sea, I nearly fell prey to piranhas we dulling their way think valley girls enlisting themselves to be worshipped as omnipotent trustee trumpeting themselves as shaykhah of chic re: to do bidding of commoners heavily guarding, ousting, and thwarting stiff contenders for commodification, commiseration, commercialization, communication and glory of riches q.e.d., quod erat demonstrandum selling one soul to the devil what a pity exploitation, juxtaposition, opposition temptation teasing proletariat offeree, who seductively utter née all the while vicarious thrilling analogous to shady subterfuges within dark wide web bloodhounds (created courtesy artificial intelligence) ripping asunder supposedly airtight code, while proficient hackers punching virtual holes at Norton and McAfee and other logistics wizards to protect data laugh demonically, hysterically, maniacally, sadistically, and zestfully at those payees party as licensee guardians of regal materialistic realm do as I saith - speaketh bourgeoisie.
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