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Ellsworth Land's prima donna of the Latin sing-a-long lassoed Joss' hollow demoiselle crane a pair of circuitous logicians finally deciphered her grammatical Denebola into oblivion. The insipid petifog skeleton storyteller, behind incessant green quibbling eyes, ticking impatient thoughts in dreams tomorrow.
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Jan 13, 2011
Jan 13, 2011 at 5:09 PM UTC
To string words together
Ellsworth Land's prima donna of the Latin sing-a-long lassoed Joss' hollow demoiselle crane a pair of circuitous logicians finally deciphered her grammatical Denebola into oblivion. The insipid petifog skeleton storyteller, behind incessant green quibbling eyes, ticking impatient thoughts in dreams tomorrow.
I kind of flipped through a dictionary, found random words, and strung them together in slightly coherent thoughts.
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Jan 13, 2011
Jan 13, 2011 at 5:09 PM UTC
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