Lancashire McGee was wrestling with at the local foghorn, when he was struck by a notion of speeding velocity. Felled by the rapid-moving concept, Lancashire dropped into a metachloric lapse, and produced a wallaby from his prickly fingers. The complacent crew whose cameraderie forbade them to strike the stricken, or fell the fallen, proceeded
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But I don't think it could really come close to something of Hilary's unless it had several thousand percent more cephalopods, and a significant number of percents more Rasputins.
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However, I find it entirely unnecessary to bring Robert Plant into this.
Therefore, my rip-raping syllogism has effectively hornswoggled your...ehhhhhhhhtafelzeit. *honorable death*
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