The things that are wild.
How long does it take til you get to the exact second, no milisecond, that you reach the point in which you suddenly have an aching feeling that perhaps, and just perhaps, you could possibly be becoming a teency weency little tiny itsy bitsy bit bored of reading each little small iddy biddy word that I have painstakingly put into typing this collection of words that we in the English language refer to as a sentence will my Dell Dimension 4100 Windows Millenium Edition computer with DSL, an Epson Stylus Color 880 Printer, a Memorex TS1000 keyboard, and a Umax Astra 3400 scanner with four blue buttons labeled as follows: SCAN, COPY, CUSTOM, & POWER/SAVING?????
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