I better goI think Kodak is tracing my site.I'm back now! There is a world where you are a faerie. But my idiotic body has an automatic alarm clock, or something. Please allow 6-8 weeks for delivery. In other news, I participated in the Second Battle of the Asparagus Wars and chronicled them here. Anyway, I still don't think that anyone is actually coming here. Using prior knowledge, I deduced that Mrs. X was full of crap. There is a world where you were never born. How can you pass up this revolutionary new product? That is a direct quote from GIR, co-star and comic-relief on INVADER ZIM. HmmmmI suppose I should clarify that the Pikachu game was 3-D and your character was in first person mode(you see through character's eyes). But studying the way that Faulkner wrote when he turned to the subjects he knew best provides an object lesson on how powerful a literary resource intimacy can be. The six longest sentences (1,000+ words) are mostly a curiosity, just to see what is possible. Not that the aformentioned individual claims to have received hate mail (or mail of any kind) via a website link. Oh, and when my sister had to go to the bathroom very badly during a traffic jam, my mother had the good taste to making hissing/water noises to make my sister's problem worse. I learned this from my calculator. He took the TAB member quiz and turned out to be me, he took the JOB quiz, and was a repo man (which had a pic of my brother) He said he wanted to see what I was doing, and to make sure that I wasn't saying anything derrogatory about my parents. I can even see the Official Flaming Chicken Rocket. Unfortunatly, I once again am devoid of a topic. I'm baaaaa-ack! Today, I'm here to salute the Pointless Signs Of America! The smoke detector either never went off, or went off and the people just slept through it. Making me(The Patron Saint of Paperclips) the Ruler of the Laws of Nature! I just keep going, and going and going. Here are 65 examples of long sentences ranging from the relatively brief 96 words to one of the longest sentences at 2,156 words. In some far off world, there are pokemonthere are an evil race of muffin like creatures, there is a world with ABSOLUTLY NO COMMERCIALS DURING TELEVISION! Login Sign up. And I don't really have a topic today. And then I'll be writing for me again. That sounds good, too. I repeat, there is nothing to worry about. Hmmmmintersting. I'll tell you. CHEESE!!! And very concerned about this new, younger generation (all 10 year olds who were born in 1992) They are supposed to be the future. I mean, she traded Asia for a carrot! Should you violate this right, you will become destroyed or possibly dizzy. I have to get up really early to leave for home. I asked her what the golden rule of christianity was. No. (the mindless fight scenes were really cool, too). Now, some of you are probably calling me a whiner, 'cause you have to get up at 4:30, or whatever. Necessary cookies are absolutely essential for the website to function properly. The notag. I know it was her idea, 'cause my dad hates it, too. I ended up writing things during the time of night when EVERYTHING is hilarious, including the word sheep. They aint whupped us yit, air they? this Jones who after the demon rode away with the regiment when the granddaughter was only eight years old would tell people that he was lookin after Majors place and niggers even before they had time to ask him why he was not with the troops and perhaps in time came to believe the lie himself, who was among the first to greet the demon when he returned, to meet him at the gate and say, Well, Kernel, they kilt us but they aint whupped us yit, air they? who even worked, labored, sweat at the demons behest during that first furious period while the demon believed he could restore by sheer indomitable willing the Sutpens Hundred which he remembered and had lost, labored with no hope of pay or reward who must have seen long before the demon did (or would admit it) that the task was hopeless-blind Jones who apparently saw still in that furious lecherous wreck the old fine figure of the man who once galloped on the black thoroughbred about that domain two boundaries of which the eye could not see from any point. Just exactly like Father if Father had known as much about it the night before I went out there as he did the day after I came back thinking Mad impotent old man who realized at last that there must be some limit even to the capabilities of a demon for doing harm, who must have seen his situation as that of the show girl, the pony, who realizes that the principal tune she prances to comes not from horn and fiddle and drum but from a clock and calendar, must have seen himself as the old wornout cannon which realizes that it can deliver just one more fierce shot and crumble to dust in its own furious blast and recoil, who looked about upon the scene which was still within his scope and compass and saw son gone, vanished, more insuperable to him now than if the son were dead since now (if the son still lived) his name would be different and those to call him by it strangers and whatever dragons outcropping of Sutpen blood the son might sow on the body of whatever strange woman would therefore carry on the tradition, accomplish the hereditary evil and harm under another name and upon and among people who will never have heard the right one; daughter doomed to spinsterhood who had chosen spinsterhood already before there was anyone named Charles Bon since the aunt who came to succor her in bereavement and sorrow found neither but instead that calm absolutely impenetrable face between a homespun dress and sunbonnet seen before a closed door and again in a cloudy swirl of chickens while Jones was building the coffin and which she wore during the next year while the aunt lived there and the three women wove their own garments and raised their own food and cut the wood they cooked it with (excusing what help they had from Jones who lived with his granddaughter in the abandoned fishing camp with its collapsing roof and rotting porch against which the rusty scythe which Sutpen was to lend him, make him borrow to cut away the weeds from the door-and at last forced him to use though not to cut weeds, at least not vegetable weeds -would lean for two years) and wore still after the aunts indignation had swept her back to town to live on stolen garden truck and out o f anonymous baskets left on her front steps at night, the three of them, the two daughters negro and white and the aunt twelve miles away watching from her distance as the two daughters watched from theirs the old demon, the ancient varicose and despairing Faustus fling his final main now with the Creditors hand already on his shoulder, running his little country store now for his bread and meat, haggling tediously over nickels and dimes with rapacious and poverty-stricken whites and negroes, who at one time could have galloped for ten miles in any direction without crossing his own boundary, using out of his meagre stock the cheap ribbons and beads and the stale violently-colored candy with which even an old man can seduce a fifteen-year-old country girl, to ruin the granddaughter o f his partner, this Jones-this gangling malaria-ridden white man whom he had given permission fourteen years ago to squat in the abandoned fishing camp with the year-old grandchild-Jones, partner porter and clerk who at the demons command removed with his own hand (and maybe delivered too) from the showcase the candy beads and ribbons, measured the very cloth from which Judith (who had not been bereaved and did not mourn) helped the granddaughter to fashion a dress to walk past the lounging men in, the side-looking and the tongues, until her increasing belly taught her embarrassment-or perhaps fear;-Jones who before 61 had not even been allowed to approach the front of the house and who during the next four years got no nearer than the kitchen door and that only when he brought the game and fish and vegetables on which the seducer-to-bes wife and daughter (and Clytie too, the one remaining servant, negro, the one who would forbid him to pass the kitchen door with what he brought) depended on to keep life in them, but who now entered the house itself on the (quite frequent now) afternoons when the demon would suddenly curse the store empty of customers and lock the door and repair to the rear and in the same tone in which he used to address his orderly or even his house servants when he had them (and in which he doubtless ordered Jones to fetch from the showcase the ribbons and beads and candy) direct Jones to fetch the jug, the two of them (and Jones even sitting now who in the old days, the old dead Sunday afternoons of monotonous peace which they spent beneath the scuppernong arbor in the back yard, the demon lying in the hammock while Jones squatted against a post, rising from time to time to pour for the demon from the demijohn and the bucket of spring water which he had fetched from the spring more than a mile away then squatting again, chortling and chuckling and saying `Sho, Mister Tawm each time the demon paused)-the two of them drinking turn and turn about from the jug and the demon not lying down now nor even sitting but reaching after the third or second drink that old mans state of impotent and furious undefeat in which he would rise, swaying and plunging and shouting for his horse and pistols to ride single-handed into Washington and shoot Lincoln (a year or so too late here) and Sherman both, shouting, Kill them! Except those specially formulated for weird-o's like me. With an infinite universe, there are infinite possibilites. I think. All contents of this site were designed for entertainment purposes only. Gotta goI think I hear a catchy jingle. MOOOO! When I think of how much money people WASTE on appearences, it makes me feel like projectile vomiting. But for a different reason. And ever loony in America decided that it was a conspiracy. For all you know you could be staring at that freaky 3-D maze screen saver with a blank look on your face while you THINK you're reading an inhumanly long text. I highly recommend you see the movie yourself. You're only browsing it. Were also on Pinterest, Tumblr, and Flipboard. [9] [10] [11] See also [ edit] Longest word in English Longest words References [ edit] ^ a b Stephen Crain; Diane Lillo-Martin (1999). He once said, It was Faulkner at his most involuted and incantatory who most enchanted me. The current record holder for the longest english sentence is Jonathan Coe for his staggering 33-page, 13,955-word sentence in The Rotters Club, 2001. Longest English sentence - Wikipedia This website uses cookies to improve your experience while you navigate through the website. OkayI can do it. I was alerted to this growing problem in our world community by (Kat, the ruler of all that is almondy)and it greatly concerns me. This page won't get a single hit, unless I bribe peoplenow that has possibilities. Today I had the misfortune of playing a Treasure Planet game on neopets.com It was terrible. What a crazy idea. Sorry if I complained a lot. There is a world where you are a slave to your TOASTER OVEN. I'd rather drink the "impure" tap water where at least I KNOW that someone, somewhere tested it. )And for all the idiots out there: Try new and improved Dum-B-Gon! HOLY WAX! Now, in today's society of buying groceries on-line and getting them delivered, why hasn't any other food industry marketed this ingenius idea to bring the product to the consumer. Because this is the first time I've been on a computer all day. Still no? A,B,C,D,E,F,G,H,I,J,K! What if the smoke detectors have tiny litte cameras in them? It is now my civic duty to discover this ancient mystery, and reveal it to the uncaring world. I know, I took you completly by suprise. However . Any miniute now. 2023 Long Paragraphs for Her Copy and Paste - Limitlesso I'm back. The Longest Sentence In The English Language It was sad. 189,819 Letters Yes, that number is correct. Or maybe I'll go make a frozen pizza. Naturally, I had many mixed feelings, primarily disgust, as I have not voluntarily eaten a Cheez-It in quite some time. That makes me feel alll warm and fuzzy inside. Of course, if everything is realthen the Universe is pretty contradictory. 20 min ago Hey, by the way. I'm back, and I had yet another Asparagus War with some people. Wasn't it super? While you wait for yesterday's tomorrow, lunge back and remember that day. If (and this is a big if) the world DOES survive, we can beg them for food, oxygen and other supplies. To prevent this, I did nothing. My definition of fasion includes clothes, shoes, jewelery and all things of that nature. And the preceding generations became brain-washed (possibly through subliminal messages in sun-tan lotion commercials) to believe tans were expected. This is the LONGEST TEXT EVER! That's how I knew it's name, picture and what it did. aSk anybody. Sowhen the oracle said that the choice had already been made, she was completely correct. Of course, said adults would have to peel their butt-cheeks off the couchbut they'd have to do that for the delivary man anyway. You see, most people, they don't like reading or writing. I'm an evil villain, kitty and a freakazoid so far. *waits for readers to become insanely jealous* Yep, that's right, a bar with a pool table! But, believe me, it's MUCH more practical than the alternative. In any case, I hope you enjoyed our patheticness. I've done what I've set out to accomplish. My point is that smoke detectors have very little value in home security. That just sounds nifty! Untill such time that I have more. You remember my Moose's arch-enemy, don't you? CHECK OUT MY ARMPITS!!! Sad to admit, but the majority of people would rather read the summary at the back of a book rather than the whole book itself. 4. I was contemplating how my heavy load of books made me like a bulldozer and than I was about to suggest to my friend, "Meg" that we invent one. there were lots of fireworks. I thought it was sadand normal. *normal voice* Today I have a very important to discuss with you in this: PERFECTLY NORMAL PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCMENT. **** MY NAVEL ITCHES!! Hello, everyone! Back to the original topic! So she decided on a salad, only to discover that they didn't have her favorite salad dressing. By the time you're eighty, you'll have enough ear jewelry to open up your own jewelry shop. Pastebin . I spend from 8-5 doing what everyone else wants. we had to get there one hour and fifteen minutes early because there was traffic. That was sort of a topic, even though it was sort of random. These cookies do not store any personal information. Josh wants his thought back. But wait! Furthormore, is it considered accepted behavior to talk to these dead reptiles, in a cooey, baby talky kind of voice? I's can get to my site again! I heard something and turned around, and there he was! Hits all right. What makes them undesirable for pie? Her enemy is a fake Yorkshire Terrior (same species as her) made entirely out of goat hair. Which is what I'm about to do. That's why it's here, and not some critically acclaimed site. One method is successive iterations, such as This is chaos. I tried to explain. When I tried to talk to him, he tossed it away nonchalantly and pretended he hadn't heard me. I love my calculator, though. Now is the time to mourn the loss of one of my most loyal readers (I think she's read the entire thing one time, which is more than anyone else has done so far) She has been banned from accesing any portion of the Internet, do to reasons that must remain confidental due to security reasons. If I had 500np with me, I'd be at-500. How do you stop them? Is it possible to make less sense? A good one. Hey, I'm back again! Why can't I have more readers?! The World's Largest Maths Problem Has Been Solved, And It. Okay. Except for maybe five and six. (Believe me, though, you never want to see me driveI get easily distracted by clouds and signs saying FREE KITTIES!kitties are hugablebut if you hug themthey'll scratch your eyes outso then you have to hiss at them and establish dominencebut kitties don't like thateven though dogs dobut kitties are obviously not dogseven though they are fuzzy.) Because what you're saying is that I'm talking to people in the future. It just looks weird. It took him to my quiz page. Or maybe it's notI meanwon't the quality *snicker* of my work deteriorate if I am no longer writing for the target audience of me? The little counter at the bottom keeps going up? He would do everything in his power to keep his dream from becoming reality. Today's lesson is: subliminal messages . The point is that it is nice to have readers. And then people will start reading. Remember to send your answers to my sanity quiz to the e-mail account, flamingchickens333@hotmail.com Oh, and once I refer to myself in the first person again, the handbook quote is over. With knowledge you can win money and the opportunity to look like a dork on national television. You complete me in all ways. Maybe I should use spell-check. When I related this story to my friends (including "Meg") they thought it was hilarious. Not only that, but It also displays the longest sentence used in the text and the number of characters and words in the sentences. And then the quality will go down and the vicious spiral of good and bad will continue untill I either give up this text, or go crazyer. I felt more fufilled when this site was a barren wastland of useless space. Wellit's not. UnfortunantlyI must leavebefore the confusion spreads and I do something stupidlike revealing my one weakness before youTHAT'S IT! I sure hope other zoos won't copy them. HenceforthCode: 666 of the Flaming Chickens Handbook states that under no circumstance will the Patron Saint of Paper Clips (guess who) be forced to wear anything other than a t-shirt and preferably black jeans. 5000 hits! They just like how I know lots of pointless laws and random facts. However, Joyce's record has recently been surpassed. Spooky, huh? All along, my entire family has scoffed (nifty word, isn't it?) I will show you an example with this completly true stuff that I experienced several years ago. Oh, who am I kidding. I bet you wanna go eat some Ketchup covered Dum-B Gon right now, while watching "reality" TV. I'm back. Someone could have super-disolving spit, or watery-spit. AwwwwwI'm touched! When I play a gambling game, there is a possibility that I'll lose everything, so I start on negative however much NP I have with me. Just wait a sec while I stop the music. It's pathetic. I's making fake soundtracks like the teacher told me! Strange, huh? It was pretty good. I know, unlikely, huh? I'm a genius. Now I do. I'm back. Hits all right. Pathetic, wasn't it? The sentence below was found in a legal contract, and was until recently the longest sentence we had seen in an official document. Number Six: I could have implemented one of several plans for world domination. You feel very, very honored. It is the extraordinary sensory quality of his prose that enabled Faulkner to get away with writing the longest sentence in literature, at least according to the 1983 Guinness Book of World Records, a passage from Absalom, Absalom! These links send stuff to someone named johnjones333@hotmail.com The Patron Saint of Paper Clips does not know who this individual is, but sincerly wishes that you send all your hate mail to him. I hope not. You know? Did you know that I now possess a DOMAIN NAME? It's wrong, I tell you. What is the alternative, you ask? But, if it had remained that way, I would have had no impetus to continue my pointlessly insane ranting. In school, back before I even owned a computer, I'd type random words for long periods of time, 'cause I had nothing better to do. It's not like I have anything better to do. Just like a real psychologist. Now I'd better go and torture my Moose with it:) I am officially back. Every fantasy the human mind has concieved exist at some place in the universe. Most likely they test it BEFORE they add the extra stuff"Yep, Bob, this is some mighty pure water." Sentences can also be extended by recursively embedding clauses one into another, such as[2][3], This also highlights the difference between linguistic performance and linguistic competence, because the language can support more variation than can reasonably be created or recorded. Megan has hair. I know, I'll start of list of why it's fun/good to be insane/weird! She didn't think it was weird, either. Now I have a purpose in life! It can be very confusing, especially if you weren't paying attention in the first place. 1,288 words and many clauses make up the lengthy run-on phrase.

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