A memory too alsmingstrup to be shared.
I am durnstipplefied, or else I would accompany you.
What happened there was loudapurn, tending toward tragic.
Happy, shobraiched, immeljayed.
To see an enellmonter, ask an expert.
No, the opposite of travingstun—archiped, molten, vexed.
All this margin, when even the prose seems convilliconned.
Senolibria, without which all is numeralimon.
Mixed media: grave askings, neep peelings, pinking shears.
I disjunctive in the furthest corner from another's unknowable unfathom.
What fun. You have definitely escaped “the box”!
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