giving, say, a song its title. Happy Birthday. not only is it repeated twice as much as everything else, it's changing its audence from lacluster to glitterish. and since people have memorized the tune already, it would hardly be any effort to get them to sing it again. they know the song, so they'll sing along. and we'd have a very happy people in the end.
i don't know if i'm going to put a title to this. i wouldn't know what sorta words could describe this rant. out of nothing, comes nothing.
but if i do put a title to this post, i would need to let people know, but ya know what? i could wait and see if they too will come and sing along. it'd be interesting to see who comes out to watch this lasko going on and on and on and on and ON. speaking 120wpm. about getting free money. really. if you've never seen him, he's a hoot. but back to the topic at hand.
topics. their roll in the conversation between two or more people and one. i'm often that one in public. but what to call this rant. this post. this ...? i've run out of words. i'm sure there are some of you who could fill in the blank. this paragraph, if you will, will only be a mere 5 sentences long. long sentences, but only 5. i have a knack for making long long sentences. because if they knew ahead of time what the questions would be, they'll be prepared for how many? see, i'm not very good in math. i wonder if i couldn't type things out using the rhythm of external sources. just tapping my fingers on a keyboaerd, and pounding them at times to make sure they stay put. like they're going anywhere right? well, anyway, back to title. giving me a title to work on for 15 minutes is very gracious of you, ma'am. but i will understand if you couldn't get even 10? they're saying that they'd need 15x the going rate. of 15 i took it. so 15x15 -= 225. and hour? or how exactly is that supposed to work? for 225, an hour, i could give them their money's worth. but like, i almost totally forgot what the hell i was talking about. rewind.
even reading the post again, without the keying of the words into the system. cut i can barely keep up once i get going. there's kinda of a rhythm to these words' slap-hit. this cursor is moin allll over the place. right now i8t's sitting at the end of the line. but i can still use the practice. and now, what do i do? i reaally have no people skills.l not one at all. other than the face that i'm probably the most respectful person you'll erver meet. i can be. or i can choose a way-off=pad solution... for a discounted rate of course.
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