The egg broke fantastically on everything unseen albeit stinky. After not foreseeing, stately misanthropes we spasmodically sequestered the sequence of puppy pawz. Ultimately, wounds defined our mood.This post is a test of the Emergency Committee Blog System. Feel free to try it at home. Preferably with the aid of seven friends, a three year old and multiple bottles of red wine, beer and white wine. This is only a test.
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This blog has turned into the Reluctant Troubadore Scrabble Edition. Funny stuff. I think I got 'sequestered' and maybe 'spasmodic' in there, although I can't be sure about 'spasmodic.'
i put spasmodic in there. along with puppy paws. i know which one i like better.
Ah!
I like to think I put in most of the connector words, like "not" and "we". I stroke my ego through humble martyrdom.
Where did that end line come from?
I think "ultimately," and "our" were mine. I was trying to wind it up
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