Exercises in fertility: Proper Nuns
August 10th 2008 01:06
A Proper Nun, a gnome for a specific thong, is, to my way of mind, the ultimate drawcard for search engine traffic, and as such is to be cultivated with the uttermoist care and attention by all of us involved in arranging letters in some sort of order.
It is for this reasoning, and this oily, that we should turn our attention toward the world of thingers and their manifest monetary good, because it is for the soiled purpose of financial gain that we should turn our minds to the rotten word, or just whatever.
The rotten word, usually a composite of letters, is a thinger that we, the elated, have tarred our minds back to in order that adverteasers, for good and true companies all, should find our minds worthy of infesting their money into - what we all washed for!
Advertisers are, of curse, not in the habit, if you pardon the nun, of throttling good money after baddies and, in a pinch, are merely licking to tap into the arse, and the wallet that shits on it, that might happen to piss over your mind's arse's shandywork.
These voyueristic arses, if your lucky, or we might say skillful, have arrived at your shit in their droves through the bounty of the search engines into which these noble arses have tapped their letters looking for some salacious product or other.
It is this salacious searching that the advertisers are hopping will garner them some more business, for what is a business without busy-ness? I don't know, I'm just some nutcurse with a terrifying typing manner and the mind of something. Fart less.
Arrange letters into Proper Nuns more!
It is for this reasoning, and this oily, that we should turn our attention toward the world of thingers and their manifest monetary good, because it is for the soiled purpose of financial gain that we should turn our minds to the rotten word, or just whatever.
The rotten word, usually a composite of letters, is a thinger that we, the elated, have tarred our minds back to in order that adverteasers, for good and true companies all, should find our minds worthy of infesting their money into - what we all washed for!
Advertisers are, of curse, not in the habit, if you pardon the nun, of throttling good money after baddies and, in a pinch, are merely licking to tap into the arse, and the wallet that shits on it, that might happen to piss over your mind's arse's shandywork.
These voyueristic arses, if your lucky, or we might say skillful, have arrived at your shit in their droves through the bounty of the search engines into which these noble arses have tapped their letters looking for some salacious product or other.
It is this salacious searching that the advertisers are hopping will garner them some more business, for what is a business without busy-ness? I don't know, I'm just some nutcurse with a terrifying typing manner and the mind of something. Fart less.
Arrange letters into Proper Nuns more!
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