Benediction For Lord Apple Macintosh

Today the Sunday special brief iCloud online worship session, I did attend (via remote support) found me feeling pampered, when adept technical support didst figuratively bend over backwards, thus aye defend glorious, righteous, and zealous Gurus who did expend their religious fervor, without proselytizing and sanctified dedication they proffered as if this secular chap hapt tubby a long time Facebook friend diligently persevered amidst my woeful yelping alarm where bot sized wetbacks, setbacks, and drawbacks, required a secret char which this netizen vaguely understood as unfair be-tidings disallowing thyself to purchase additional farm ming out iCloud storage in the deleterious harm akin to buggy ah mush swarm comprised documents (painstakingly slaved over with zest) plus sundry data necessitating mooch hoe legal tender (probably every last red cent of mine) to in vest concerted efforts of at least one expert to test her/his mettle in an attempt (dim prospect) performing an in quest to retrieve valuable data lost amidst a nest of inaccessible "lost" information (bantering with computer jargon more so jest with no intention to "FAKE" trumpeting minimal knowledge judiciously impressed upon thine fifty plus shades of gray matter, at my be hest expressing scant cumulative disc cussing duff frag minted understanding lest, a personal goal to incapsulate in poetic best not abandoning frustration with this Macbook Pro cuz, positive experience wrought with Apostles eye attest, so rather then vent my spleen in vein hie desisted to rage against the machine, and tack toward being urbane thus, rejoicing with a cherry, hearty, and mighty byte hooray, asper driving, exercising, and foisting gentle circuitry vis a vis neurotransmitters and neuromodulators nudging pull-ups within cerebral terrain.