Misfortune. It's misfortune, not burden. Luddites and troglodyte and neanderthals. I suppose I need to pronounce that last one for you. Or Asperger's. It's pronounced "Asperger's." "@$$burgers" are what Terry Cruz and Adam Sandler eat on a "man date."
Me and my hetero-lifemate nearly got jumped when we got McDoubles in East Baltimore. Aye, for what fardels bare?
A compendium of literary amalgamation, sort in only logical sequence of the day son! (Alphabetical, at the time, see: ala mode)
To learn proper fiction and pronouncation, we turn to the diction book. Airy in the ways it's existent nature flows by like a subtle breeze on an unnoticed spring day. Where could I find the definition of a real word like "existent" but not a made up one like "airy", why my friend: the dictionary! (Yes, a real one)
Contrary to popular believe (see: ala mode), the Wood wide web's nonsensical capitalization structure is purpose built for it's own rationale. You see that the wood can be utilized, speaks to human's ownership of the domain of Earth. The wideness of this expanse, speaks to the spooky incantation which follows it. That is to say, we have not uncovered all rocks, harvested all grain, plowed and fertilized all soil. And, while this may be scary in that Brown Recluse Spiders are all around us, wanting to murder us for our existent nature--they mostly love in the woods, protecting their own webs. . ."mostly"
Eric Cartman is a proud user of the Www to. . .uh justify bully in the Wood wide web. Like a comment bullying a bully--which in this case, the thought completes itself. (I.e. : "I have evidence, and I'll use it!" )
It's made up, like everything on the Internet. And since the trending definition is bigoted. . . I'm going with "Away From Ta Fone" . . .you know, to include bigots and the author of the current popular definition in his fairies.
Airie fairy light and merry, I was AWTF like Clark Gable makes juice for Mother Mary. Self-evident the president is AWAM (away from a mind)
Originally closer to urbane. The misunderstanding of the ebony of pure floating black wood, and the painful beauty of the ivory--of that death must come to visit upon the vistage of a pale complexion (for how else does natural man exist? Surely not without iron, L-carnitine, dietary cholesterol, saturated animal fats, complex anabolic slow digesting sugar, et cetera). For we all must come to bare that said true notion of mortality (even within the existent nature of something more)--we all die. Anyways, this misunderstanding seems to rob the urbane citizen of his cockles. Or it's cockles--as is the style of the time (see ala mode, not ala carte).
So what does urban mean? A sophistication that requires of the possessor a glad absence of Politic in the Grooming of the Self. (See: metrosexual for males, femininity for women)
I met this street smart urban kid with painted nails, and tiny gauge holes in his ears. When I asked him about the body politic he responded with a cool relaxed "naw, I just don't think you'd get it man." Feeling complimented at being given the designation of male--I just kinda went with his version and got out of the ghetto before sundown.