Love of Words

zilch = the current net result dabbling with said medium which upside per literary skill allows, enables and provides a golden opportunity to write my own nonestablishmentarian epitaph. Though gleeful at assiduous followers (one attractive babe, who responds nearly instantaneously per my posts)– noun heed to make a non verb bull ass of mice elf just as the fisherman gets along swimmingly catching bass the empty Lenovo screen serves this scrivener as his canvas please dune hot coon sitter me filled with nothing but gas, and hot air, cuz ah n’er expected avid fans - at least one fetching lass, who (if insight on target) finds tha peon hiss ova this older gentleman tingling while en nah mass asthma whole being electrified, which sensation will not pass and tremble a trifle by attempting to communicate in poetic code aesthetically captivating enchanting gals unsure if I goad dissolution of an online fanciful yearning to befriend via mode dis operandi vis a vis trying to cap cha feeling without node fizzling, sputtering thence, extinguishing itself, though this road not take may spell a mutually positive rapport – no worry, this toad refrain asking for a kiss, which would prompt ye to reply frog get it buster or perhaps cease invisibly tracking mine whereabouts while unlike exploits of Custer (General George Armstrong), that Civil War swaggering braggadocio muster viz that Battle of Little Big Horn, though a salient lurch by Native Americans their utter demise, extinction, and yes…genocide a blot as if cans of inexpugnable dyestuff displeases this student of history and fans the flames of such passion (as well as infatuation with words) intrans sit while astride this oblate spheroid re: planet earth flush wish LANS to connect people across globe asper World Wide Web and spans cosmos countless light years distant, this awesome tele porting bits of electrical signals astounds me, and allows ad vans his to curry familiarization with such an alluring word smith…aye wonder if this expostulation might set thyself in a fools paradise with bye dude forfeiting further exchanges – thus the ILOVEWORDS smote this guy and takes a risk to expand realm of interacting – your choice hie accept, but a giddiness washes over this mortal – no fabrication nor lie though tis wise to avoid continuing to pester like a fly.