Messianic Zeal of This Good Humored Punster

Messianic Zeal Of This Good Humored Punster... Without making a twit tarring buffoon, sans unshackle irrepressible bone a fide funny reaction, or appearing the foolish spectacle of myself, trying to tackle a mal hip apropos prism mirth wells up inducing me to cackle, neither explaining any rhyme, nor giving reason, then busting out in laughter obliquely analogous to ramshackle structure, resultant outcome from some slapstick Vaudevillian farcical debacle, perhaps regarding the heady beer burr of Seville scene thru black and white daguerreotype mackle more or less hazy, gauzy, or fuzzy warm feeling in actuality thinly disguised as dog gone hackle, which vicious canine attacks ready to tear limb bough to limb mitt, thus luckily handily repair with accessible spackle ye kept on yar person, which caper doth captcha an instantaneous titter easily confused for mating call of grackle giving rise to a raft of songbirds that incessantly crackle snap, and pop with...witch sounds indeed oven eerily bloody suck'n vampire bat out of hell cackle. Other creatures in the animal kingdom cane be barley able to communicate wheat seems oat rage juice lee wry, no matter how much horse sense, a smart species doth porpoise lee try though porcine not remiss to wallow in mud as seen high atop a bridge abutment over the River Kwai ah look...a pig in a poke unable to pry loose caked mud blocking snout prematurely ejaculating, an outcry for help even fishing for small fry doubling up as potential best buds with Englishman such as Dry den, and/or dear reader hood doth lamentably cry claiming this badinage i.e. my trademark gobbledygook didst render momentary lapse of reasonable judgement alibi.