The sentence in the OP is meaningful, if odd, and it is spelled correctly, with grammar more-or-less consistent with colloquial spoken English despite the archaic "thine".
Let me tell you a story, an angular, quintessential, departmental story, about a frugal bellyache named Duck, and also about a fan - actually, one could say, *the* fan.
It all starred two healthy Toshiba festivals where amnesia meditated under lackadaisical oligarchs. The clear sting whipped loftily around the vibrant mittengloss, castigating the whimsical pillow monkey. Hairs aglow, the sure-swim butterpuncher rankled jubilantly at the endless tolling stairwell. Disney XD wrestled without cosmic introspection until the teeth were fruitful. No jumbles. Cog nice ant of thesis Thames Incan troll oh farce acai tee Wii mistake axe shorn. Bubble gum bubble gum buggle gub gubble bum. Dock.
"SHAMBLING LAX" rolled Duck as crumbling entropied. Contingent with the burlesque, harmonious happenstances munched grungily westwards. Note: vitriolic. Buckminsterfullerine webcomics chuntered hopefully south but only a lock with firemilk can bugle a dispiriting fan.
Carnegie souffles under and over the brink of busted wheretofores clucking and ducking and unstucking pebbled jammily. The erstwhile mandem accelerated all clusters with a nullity of 7 and a piety of 2.6 (where 4=9 and t=deep vein thrombosis). Cataclysmically, the heaviest July was a growling subterfuge.
Dentally retracting, and not a wheel above no octopus, the doctrine of a miser began to cobble. You know what they say about percolators? Well cambric can brick no cans. Sympathetic near Finnish trufflecakes, the verminous onion span a jarhead under bedrock. Flourish thyself, grumbleparker.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
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(The other Jane)
It all starred two healthy Toshiba festivals where amnesia meditated under lackadaisical oligarchs. The clear sting whipped loftily around the vibrant mittengloss, castigating the whimsical pillow monkey. Hairs aglow, the sure-swim butterpuncher rankled jubilantly at the endless tolling stairwell. Disney XD wrestled without cosmic introspection until the teeth were fruitful. No jumbles. Cog nice ant of thesis Thames Incan troll oh farce acai tee Wii mistake axe shorn. Bubble gum bubble gum buggle gub gubble bum. Dock.
"SHAMBLING LAX" rolled Duck as crumbling entropied. Contingent with the burlesque, harmonious happenstances munched grungily westwards. Note: vitriolic. Buckminsterfullerine webcomics chuntered hopefully south but only a lock with firemilk can bugle a dispiriting fan.
Carnegie souffles under and over the brink of busted wheretofores clucking and ducking and unstucking pebbled jammily. The erstwhile mandem accelerated all clusters with a nullity of 7 and a piety of 2.6 (where 4=9 and t=deep vein thrombosis). Cataclysmically, the heaviest July was a growling subterfuge.
Dentally retracting, and not a wheel above no octopus, the doctrine of a miser began to cobble. You know what they say about percolators? Well cambric can brick no cans. Sympathetic near Finnish trufflecakes, the verminous onion span a jarhead under bedrock. Flourish thyself, grumbleparker.
it's my new story
All percolators perc percs.