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| What typ-o person are you? Finger gods that rest in peace why can't you sleep when I do. As it stands right now I've hired a lawyer, my plea's insanity. The typ-o police have issued warnings time and again. Tomorrow we go to court, either teach me or give me a pencil please. The dyslexic werds I've written I hope have not offended you. I still don't know the difference between a comma and a coma. The staff personnel at Spell Check now charge me by the werd. I've tried using Arial and Roman but I like the style Tacoma. This symbol I assumed reminder I thought � meant "copy it right". The English language is difficult, it's much too hard for me. A foreign language I think I've learned from replies I have gotten. Some one replied by email, it looks like Greek from what I see. For the � I traded a period for my colon the responses you should see. One from gynecologist for periods, and a surgeon for my colon it irked.. I bought a program used for speech, speaking words I want on paper. After "Two whom it may concern" I could see that would never werk. Well now we've reached a settlement. (a smaller town than mine) The judge is expected soon, his buggy's broken down. The courtroom comes to order. Burger an fries for me. Now Mc Donalds closes. The bailiff's back from town. My lawyer asks the judge could she approach the bench? Seated at the picnic table he replied she may. The pimpled clerk checked her out then returned to clean the grill. She tiptoed and whispered, he nodded (off in his old age) She came back to our table took our doggie bag and left. I asked what was going on, she shook her head in fits. My Daughter said the judge accepted insanity. She said what else COULD he do. For someone writing this chit. The Masked Writer. <o.o> <o.-> � 2002 T Lovett |
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