Monday 14 October 2013

Sometimes, words become an anuerism.

Gambolrambits. Phliggerig? Yarsamp. The floggidules thwarp my x-factor. Somewhy I'm still fixing the thpelling mistakes in the imaginarious words in this post. Oh gloop.
Iddishlack & Tongs. Moosi moosi thoriadic shnapps. Squeeeeeooooooeeeeeeeeoooooeeeeeeoooo. Please, PLEASE don't read this. It is not fit for human consumption. it's shcraff. p.
I don't know. I don't know I don't know I don't know. Maybe I know. But I'm not telling. Unclog! Out, the demonig grammits! Quit mine brain! I wantum freeeeee thought~~~~!!!
The word overtured to the curdledeeedurles
Ooooh yeah yeah...
I... n'odt know. But A is A.