I've seen it spelled both ways, but it is true that yours is the generally accepted standard. I just wanted to make it longer, thus more impressive.

i hate it when i get encumbered with spissitude!

if I have to say donkeykong one more time.......

indubida....indubat....indubb....you're right

I know, it's very messy and it takes weeks to get the smell out.

hahahaha!!!!!..or was that...hung like a donkeykong???

u have yet to fail me good sir

What manner and method of barbarous and sanctioned discombobulation is it, now sought in this farcical quest of pontification and mad, poseur posturing of voluminous vapidity, most delusional?

Do you seek only lofty platitudes of rancoured validation meeted upon you salacious, tortured quagmire of a soul - in which you woefully flail upon the torment and torture of your own inner Catherine Wheel massacre, hurled towards the vestibule of your own lucid awakening from regret to informed resolve?

Let the true intention of desired result be now beckoned forth from the orifice of your own mandibled, maxillary utterance, that all listeners now reap recovery from the dark spell cast of this maddened caper of your twisted divining, now wreaking anarchical havoc of apportioned mayhem and mockery, most savage, upon these innocent participants unaware of these methods.

Awaken, with haste, good knave Zero, and lumber under your dessicated devolution of lascivious grandeur no longer. That, you might at last reap the quelling of this embittered anguish.

OK, I was bored.

How bought: Go down yonder ... peace in the valley?

Jabberwocky
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rpCUZXLuck&feature=related


'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

`Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!'

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought-
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

`And has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Calloh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

*crickets*

Should I kill the lights?

Where are all the brave, walking lexicons when ya really need a lil heady entertainment, hmmm ?

Harumph!

*chickens sqwa-kin'*

Trying to cause chaos elsewhere, ya know?

Deprecating copious locutions since 1904....

Capricious consideration that you sanction to embark upon a celebrated salutation, navigated in the general way of my cresting waterways, Sir Lex -i -con...

Great Scott! Do you have any idea what this means???

I just missed your Centennial celebration, man!

Happy 105th!!!

I missed it too, I think.