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The last post is the WINNER!

savagewind

Veteran Member
Premium Member
That was the best belly laugh in a week...or more.

"It looks like there aren't many great matches for your search"
 

savagewind

Veteran Member
Premium Member
I shall get a notice I am sure but here you go.

"Try using words that might appear on the page you’re looking for. For example, "cake recipes" instead of "how to make a cake."

Says Google.
 

sun rise

The world is on fire
Premium Member
Well, it barkle doodlies your oafrish niggeltuning.
You have a long way to go. I suggest studying poetry with the Vogons

Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me, (with big yawning)
As plurdled gabbleblotchits, in midsummer morning
On a lurgid bee,
That mordiously hath blurted out,
Its earted jurtles, grumbling
Into a rancid festering confectious organ squealer. [drowned out by moaning and screaming]
Now the jurpling slayjid agrocrustles,
Are slurping hagrilly up the axlegrurts,
And living glupules frart and stipulate,
Like jowling meated liverslime,
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes,
And hooptiously drangle me,
With crinkly bindlewurdles,mashurbitries.
Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't!
 

Revoltingest

Pragmatic Libertarian
Premium Member
You have a long way to go. I suggest studying poetry with the Vogons

Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me, (with big yawning)
As plurdled gabbleblotchits, in midsummer morning
On a lurgid bee,
That mordiously hath blurted out,
Its earted jurtles, grumbling
Into a rancid festering confectious organ squealer. [drowned out by moaning and screaming]
Now the jurpling slayjid agrocrustles,
Are slurping hagrilly up the axlegrurts,
And living glupules frart and stipulate,
Like jowling meated liverslime,
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes,
And hooptiously drangle me,
With crinkly bindlewurdles,mashurbitries.
Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't!
I don't aspire to such greatness.
It would doom me to abject failure.
 
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