Tuesday 29 September 2009

But I am doing little doths concerning it because this action which people having adopted is quite widespread, and I am probably not the only one.

I was going to go back, and beforehand a girl came and sat on my left side. I thot perhaps she is local and has read my doth, but I was at the point of leaving to go to the cafe to eat thereof. Now I am back again at the same pc and she has gone.

Doth you remember that there is that optical illusion that most writers enjoy, smugly thinking to themselves after writeth (as a siren goes off), that everyone knows about it? I have this at the Southgate bus stop as Little Black Box, Incoming Data, and Pigeons take off, useth a classified satellite thereof.

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