Is your school playground a gateay to the underworld? Another article claims that an anitseptic turned a polar bear purple, drawing large crowds of people. I love my calculator, though. Although I tell you she can't possibly be normal, since she hangs out with me. But this proof degrades this mysterious, mystical and mystifying "quality" of my words. You seewhen it's hot, you want something cold to eat. After all, no one would really care if I quit updating this site. Otherwise, I guess you're stuck with me. Would they dry into raisins? Squirell? It even SOUNDS weird. *normal voice* Today I have a very important to discuss with you in this: PERFECTLY NORMAL PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCMENT. Oh, well. Or maybe I am monumentally bored and don't have anything else to do at the moment. 8 min ago I rule the Internet! Now, Moose has seen many feathers, birds even. Did you find it? So. Pythagoras Theorem is a + b = c. But I can't think of anything to write about. I can even see the Official Flaming Chicken Rocket. If you expect nothing, and get nothing, you feel nothing. It's wrong, I tell you. To pour your heart and soul into a passage, and have everyone ignore it. Unless you're bored. Sorry if I complained a lot. As long as you don't mind a few more couch potatoes. You are deviousI give you that. *blinks* And I STILL can't remember what else I was gonna say to you people. You knowI enjoy having these conversations with you. Anyway, yeah, I'm a furry, but since I'm a young furry, I can't really do as much as I would like to do in the fandom. I feel like I'm playing questions only on whose line is it anway. Called the Boolean Pythagorean Triples problem, it was Solve Now. There may also be evil little links that are designed to confuse you. Or maybe I'll go make a frozen pizza. But now I realize that I am considerably more normal than the rest of my family. Maybe you'll break free. I think I hear a monkeyOkaynow I'm back. He can deactivate the machines, (squidies) but at great personal cost. But true. She goes crazy if someone holds it, 'cause it's getting attention and not her. It doesn't matter. Please find all options here. How did you do that. Or maybe not. You exploud. Code: 343 of the Flaming Chicken Handbook states that the Patron Saint of Paper Clips (thats me) is allowed to cause vague, pain like sensations while the offending person (or alien life form, dog, etc.) Oh, guess what? Maybe fact check before coming up with such blatant lies. I only mention this 'cause I've accidently spelled constipation instead of conspiracy a few times. So, everyone went to the beach and got tans. *sigh* My dogs are just weird. Right now. Think about it. All the other internet writers have nothing on me, except they're better at advertising, having a central theme/plot and basically more talented. (There's probably drugs in it). I'm back! Warning: this product is illegal in most states) Wasn't that entertaining? Okay, I'm done with that litte commercial. I have neither won nor lost money/neopoints. I SEE WHAT IS TRANSPIRING HERE!!! I don't want a full year of work. Would it be cheating to fill it out again? But my idiotic body has an automatic alarm clock, or something. So we were already off to a bad start. I highly recommend you see the movie yourself. There have been several claims for the longest sentence in the English language revolving around the longest printed sentence. When I'm older, I would like to have a fursuit, go to furry conventions, all that stuff. It's just weird. Shame on you! Help me! Oh, by the way, I was paid a decent compliment today. Seeya. Code: 742 of the Flaming Chickens Handbook states that in no part does the Patron Saint of Paper Clips (That's still me!) 20 min ago I forgot it's name. I've been obsessed with various webcomics, creating the stupidly long new Phobia Quiz and being maniacly hysterical about my site always being down due to bandwith issues. Happy? It would sneeze, then start it's eight-hour-long death hum. Did you know, that Kodak was part of the conspiracy to assasinate John F. Kennedy. In conclusion, Ladies and Gentlemenif you implement my idea, there will be peace and prosperity for all. It tells me stuff like: "Warning: More Solutions May Exist" and "Questionable Accuracy". I am back. OrI could just continue to write about finding a topic. It's a cheap shot." That's what they need to do with the water. An enemy so dangerous that Moose fears it above all others. Insane, chaotichmmmmmI wonder who thought of it? You cannot judge them simply because they have no apparant function. This would lead to a better, more stable economy. I was contemplating how my heavy load of books made me like a bulldozer and than I was about to suggest to my friend, "Meg" that we invent one. But how, may I ask, can you find the end of the FREAKIN' universe? *nods* I thought so. First devised by professor William J. Rapaport in 1972, this notorious sentence plays on reduced relative clauses, different part-of-speech readings of the same word, and center embedding. My mom said that she didn't care. Far away. A,B,C,D,E,F,G,H,I,J,K! Founder @ World's Best Story amplifier of creativity & fun! I know. [1], As a result, one linguistics textbook concludes that, in theory, "there is no longest English sentence. And so I'm in deep doo-doo. And on to: Number Eight: I could haveuhhhhummmmmactually thought up these things before hand. I see you have no reaction to that, do you Hypothetical Reader? This entry went from saluting the PSOA to making a statement about my ideals. And now, for the million-dollar question: How many calories are there in a single serving of Mustard? Apparantly Grape Pie isn't mainstream, but it has existed for some time. But that is false! We slept. Yep! Good for it. Longest English sentence - Wikipedia claims no knowledge as to where that particullary nasty rumor started, but confirms that this is the best site ever. (Like alternate dimensions and stuff) So, there is a world where you are the creator of this Longest Text Ever. isnt paying attention. Now no one can ever say that I don't take care of my viewers. Every fantasy the human mind has concieved exist at some place in the universe. You haven't been paying attention have you? [9] [10] [11] See also [ edit] Longest word in English Longest words References [ edit] ^ a b Stephen Crain; Diane Lillo-Martin (1999). G. (f(t)) d(t) = - Here is the same long equation with a single equation number. Anyway, moving on! I'm tired. I was alerted to this growing problem in our world community by (Kat, the ruler of all that is almondy)and it greatly concerns me. I've always known that I was weird, that's always been a given. Okay. The only reason the makers of Cheese-Nips don't get sued is because of the tast difference and Cheese Nips are made of real "cheese" rather than cheez. And don't even get me started on earrings. I dunnoI guess I'm just kinda freaked out. Okay. I even came up with a mathematical explanation for why gambling is fun (while I was eating a hyper-speed dinner, thinking nothing of getting back to the slot machine). Oh, and I would like to mention to my *snicker* LOYAL fans that this Longest Text Ever DOES get updated at least once a week, so please, please, please, PLEASE do not read this once, in one sitting and then leave forever, and ever and ever! WHAT!? Wasn't it super? I took a whole bunch of personality quizzes and posted them there. Uhdon't think soNumber Four: I could have learned to drive. The basic moral belief that Polar bears should be WHITE. You see, if the universe is indeed infinite, that means that literally EVERYTHING is possible, and in fact, is happening somewhere in the universe. ME: Yeah, but I told her that she'd be a terible ruler. I know where you are right now! Not that my mother is annoyingjust set in her ways. You can thank my associate "Meg" she came up with the PSOA acronym. I have once again caused that explody sensation in your brain meats! Please read our disclosure for more info. (Note: I wrote virtually none of this, so I cannot be blamed, credited with any of this. Which is exactly what it gets. Hey, by the way. longest text ever (most deleted bc max 40000 letters) - reddit I'M FINE! Hmmmmmaybe my condition is worsening. i hate dress shoes. Though the record has been broken, Faulkner's legacy lives on. I DO NOT LIKE CHANGE! How do you PROVE something is not infinite? So far this is nowhere near the world record. Should you violate this right, you will become destroyed or possibly dizzy. I should be asleep. responsible for any faulty wiring or lack thereof in your computer. I gave him cupcakes, and presents, and did everything I could to befriend him! I haven't exactly advertised this site. GRAVITY IS EVIL! All the good possibilities effectivly cancel out the bad ones, leaving the sum total of you and your counterparts experiences as nothing. Okay. By the way, TAB is a worthwhile, community-service organization. I feel inspired and happy and other really good emotions and stuff. Just exactly like Father if Father had known as much about it the night before I went out there as he did the day after I came back thinking Mad impotent old man who realized at last that there must be some limit even to the capabilities of a demon for doing harm, who must have seen his situation as that of the show girl, the pony, who realizes that the principal tune she prances to comes not from horn and fiddle and drum but from a clock and calendar, must have seen himself as the old wornout cannon which realizes that it can deliver just one more fierce shot and crumble to dust in its own furious blast and recoil, who looked about upon the scene which was still within his scope and compass and saw son gone, vanished, more insuperable to him now than if the son were dead since now (if the son still lived) his name would be different and those to call him by it strangers and whatever dragons outcropping of Sutpen blood the son might sow on the body of whatever strange woman would therefore carry on the tradition, accomplish the hereditary evil and harm under another name and upon and among people who will never have heard the right one; daughter doomed to spinsterhood who had chosen spinsterhood already before there was anyone named Charles Bon since the aunt who came to succor her in bereavement and sorrow found neither but instead that calm absolutely impenetrable face between a homespun dress and sunbonnet seen before a closed door and again in a cloudy swirl of chickens while Jones was building the coffin and which she wore during the next year while the aunt lived there and the three women wove their own garments and raised their own food and cut the wood they cooked it with (excusing what help they had from Jones who lived with his granddaughter in the abandoned fishing camp with its collapsing roof and rotting porch against which the rusty scythe which Sutpen was to lend him, make him borrow to cut away the weeds from the door-and at last forced him to use though not to cut weeds, at least not vegetable weeds -would lean for two years) and wore still after the aunts indignation had swept her back to town to live on stolen garden truck and out o f anonymous baskets left on her front steps at night, the three of them, the two daughters negro and white and the aunt twelve miles away watching from her distance as the two daughters watched from theirs the old demon, the ancient varicose and despairing Faustus fling his final main now with the Creditors hand already on his shoulder, running his little country store now for his bread and meat, haggling tediously over nickels and dimes with rapacious and poverty-stricken whites and negroes, who at one time could have galloped for ten miles in any direction without crossing his own boundary, using out of his meagre stock the cheap ribbons and beads and the stale violently-colored candy with which even an old man can seduce a fifteen-year-old country girl, to ruin the granddaughter o f his partner, this Jones-this gangling malaria-ridden white man whom he had given permission fourteen years ago to squat in the abandoned fishing camp with the year-old grandchild-Jones, partner porter and clerk who at the demons command removed with his own hand (and maybe delivered too) from the showcase the candy beads and ribbons, measured the very cloth from which Judith (who had not been bereaved and did not mourn) helped the granddaughter to fashion a dress to walk past the lounging men in, the side-looking and the tongues, until her increasing belly taught her embarrassment-or perhaps fear;-Jones who before 61 had not even been allowed to approach the front of the house and who during the next four years got no nearer than the kitchen door and that only when he brought the game and fish and vegetables on which the seducer-to-bes wife and daughter (and Clytie too, the one remaining servant, negro, the one who would forbid him to pass the kitchen door with what he brought) depended on to keep life in them, but who now entered the house itself on the (quite frequent now) afternoons when the demon would suddenly curse the store empty of customers and lock the door and repair to the rear and in the same tone in which he used to address his orderly or even his house servants when he had them (and in which he doubtless ordered Jones to fetch from the showcase the ribbons and beads and candy) direct Jones to fetch the jug, the two of them (and Jones even sitting now who in the old days, the old dead Sunday afternoons of monotonous peace which they spent beneath the scuppernong arbor in the back yard, the demon lying in the hammock while Jones squatted against a post, rising from time to time to pour for the demon from the demijohn and the bucket of spring water which he had fetched from the spring more than a mile away then squatting again, chortling and chuckling and saying `Sho, Mister Tawm each time the demon paused)-the two of them drinking turn and turn about from the jug and the demon not lying down now nor even sitting but reaching after the third or second drink that old mans state of impotent and furious undefeat in which he would rise, swaying and plunging and shouting for his horse and pistols to ride single-handed into Washington and shoot Lincoln (a year or so too late here) and Sherman both, shouting, Kill them! If you want neat, go to some other site(though, as mentioned in Flaming Chickens Code:472 there is no such thing as a site better than this one). HEEEEY! in Books, Literature, Writing | March 14th, 2019 30 Comments. She agrees, but only after seeing how important it is to him. I have very low expectations of my site. The very next day, she decided that we were going north, after all. I'm so very, very tired. That makes me feel alll warm and fuzzy inside. Any way, that's it for now. I wrote about furby, and how it was fun to watch it die. The Longest Long Words List | Merriam-Webster The possibilities are literally endless. NowI bet you're wondering why I don't just wake up a few minutes before I have to go. To Cheese Nips. They avoided the sun at all costs. Now I do. Like a division of mounties made entirely out of monks. Get the best cultural and educational resources delivered to your inbox. 65 Long Sentences in Literature - Bookfox *pauses* Oh. So, that leads us to the evil paranoid conspiracy I thought of the other night. The world may never know. Now I must take my leaveand remember. But I'd like to take this time to thank the 2 and 1/2 people in the entire universe who have bothered to read this entire thing. You must be pretty bored, too. The future is determined by the triangles, in a startling blue color which spin around in a zany manner. Who would have thought I have this much free time? Sothe plan is going to fail. Geee.that is comforting. Never mind. I chanced to have an interview with an informant from this evil generation (my little sister) who will be called Mrs. X for security reasons (no, she's not married, the "Mrs" makes it good as a disguise) I was quizing Mrs. X on Civil War History for an upcoming test in her classroom (whose location can not be devulged) Mrs. X seemed fluent in the subject. Later that day, she decided we were NOT going north, we were going south to a beach resort. Lots of people spoke. vb.net - How do I find the longest sentence and the average sentence BYE!!! Oh, and all those weird squiggly lines and symbols, those are supposed to be apostrophes, but neopet's code is weird, and I'm not gonna bother to edit it. OOooooo! So crazy it just might work! HmmmmI suppose I should clarify that the Pikachu game was 3-D and your character was in first person mode(you see through character's eyes). And lots of you are probably gloating 'cause you don't have to get up 'till 8:30. that was recognised in the 1983 Guinness Book of World Records was the longest ever written. The height is regained at night, when you're laying down. And she doesn't even LIKE carrots! It's creepy. of toilet paper, to do everything. i like sugar. You're still here, which must mean that you'd rather be here than anywhere else! We got there, we ate. Someone did something incredbly stupid, but because they were powerful, everone acted like it was a stroke of genius. -2k of the longest characters. But studying the way that Faulkner wrote when he turned to the subjects he knew best provides an object lesson on how powerful a literary resource intimacy can be. Oh, yeah. Sometimes I just do this, you know? That is the only possible explanation as to why it upsets her so much. Entire novels hundreds of pages long have been written in one sentence in other languages.
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