3.12.06

User Obsolete

Look at this! The spambot computer can literally write stream of consciousness better than me! I am obsolete! It can even handle the semi-colon. Something I cannot, properly.

I think maybe the formula is it trolls human blog entries and then cut and pastes it together within the framework of something which can roughly simulate grammer structures. I think the point is to bypass the spam filters and then the included gif has the advert text drawn into it. But my computer never displays those gifs and I won't sample one here for you because you already know what I mean and they are boring.



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when he was lying; and for one thing, his moments of dejection must your condition; either that I should cut your throat or that you should conditions to be made; and there is a difficulty in the path, which I pack; we used to girn at ither like a pair of pipers. Something for
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when he was lying; and for one thing, his moments of dejection must your condition; either that I should cut your throat or that you should conditions to be made; and there is a difficulty in the path, which I pack; we used to girn at ither like a pair of pipers. Something for
She was walking ever the faster, and looking fain in front of her; but I am thanking you, said she. I will not be caring much to walk, now Maybe ay, and maybe no, said I. That is the way it is to be, to him; of which, indeed, I had none, but all the more to his daughter.
her scarce ever but at meals, and then of course in the company of had embraced a strong idea of my poverty. The sudden news of my estate naturally diffident to give particulars; and this disposition was not stockings, was not to be endured; and if I were to recover any
water came there to await their passages; and I daresay there was worse discomposed; but methought it was with a new animation that she turned Give it here, said she, and I will open it myself. She thinks a heap of me, says he. And Im no like you: Im one
was trouble afoot; the sails of the windmill, as they came up and went where was no man to be seen, nor any house of man, except just Bazins Deed, and I thought you knew me better. I have not behaved quite well sense forby. As for James More, the mans as boss as a drum; hes just
and the windmill. Only a little further on, the sea appeared and two Just you try for yoursel, my bonny man. But whats that neepkin at among soldier-men to their big dinners; and still I had the same I am the laird of Shaws indeed - my uncle is dead at last.
Well, said I, we shall be friends always, thats a certain thing. and his nose upon one side. As soon as I came in, the girl looked at be alone with me; yet was none the better pleased with it for that, and I suppose I could expect no better, said I, but I think you might
My little friend, I was calling her again and again, rejoicing to from which place James shortly after started alone upon a private yoursel, and that would be to speir at the lassie for some news o your Catriona again, because tears and weakness were ready in my heart, and
I lay with five wounds upon my body on the field of Gladsmuir. I have Alan smacked his lips. An unco lonely bit, said he, and I thought by remittances the more necessary to my daughters comfort, though I wrong side this day. Not that I mean he was afraid, of course, I
that day, and it makes a bond between the pair of us, says he. whether I was hearing these steps for the last time, or whether the further into that mention of his birth. Though, they tell me, the same

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