Lomoriond
12-29-2004, 02:14 AM
Earlier today I was sitting around my empath and an individual came to me and whispered: "xan o get u to heak mw pkwase/"
This moment of zen has brought to mind a poem I would like to share with you now...
Spell Checker
Author Uknown
I halve a spelling checker,
It came with my pea see.
It plainly marks four my revue
Mistakes I dew knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait aweigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the era rite
Its rarely ever wrong.
I've scent this massage threw it,
And I'm shore your pleased too no
Its letter prefect in every weigh;
My checker tolled me sew.
Moral of the story, go to hell you stupid moronic dillweed.
Sincerely
Lomoriond
/complaint
This moment of zen has brought to mind a poem I would like to share with you now...
Spell Checker
Author Uknown
I halve a spelling checker,
It came with my pea see.
It plainly marks four my revue
Mistakes I dew knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait aweigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the era rite
Its rarely ever wrong.
I've scent this massage threw it,
And I'm shore your pleased too no
Its letter prefect in every weigh;
My checker tolled me sew.
Moral of the story, go to hell you stupid moronic dillweed.
Sincerely
Lomoriond
/complaint