NO ONE will ever know what I'm really after and NO ONE WILL EVER GUESS CAUSE I DONT TELL ANYONE !!!!!!! Well I do there's this one guy I tell shit about BUT EVEN HE DOESNT GET THE FULL PICTURE only my AUDIENCE and FANS from BEYOND THE SCREEN GET TO !!!!!!
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Today's challenge is to write a few paragraphs using popular and made up slang while maintaining the passage's meaning. Here we go, Daddy'O!
It's 10 a.m., Sunday morning, and this joint is ballooning! People are finishing up their palm-pressing and carpet-skipping. The fuse is ready to light.
The band is ready, too, but the Jagger doesn't appear to have all his Skittles in ROY-G-BIV. He's Bellagioing through his sheet music, desperately looking for something. The Chuch Dons won't give him any love and keep interrupting him with the same joke that's been telephoning through the sanctuary. However, it has to end here. Jagger is the one who first told it. He told it to me this morning, and I repeated it to a group of the blue hairs chewing the fat in the foyer. From there, the haha spider-webbed until it Lewis and Clarked back to it's source. I think we've all just about heard it by now.
Oh! Shhh. Someone is flicking a Bic, and I hear a sizzle. Time to start.
The scene describes the minutes prior to the beginning of a church service.
It's 10 a.m., Sunday morning, and this place is packed! People are finishing up their handshaking and their fellowshipping. The service is about to begin.
The band is ready, too, but the band leader appears disorganized. He's shuffling through his sheet music, desperately looking for something. The Elders won't give the band leader any love. They keep interrupting him with the same joke that's been making its way through the sanctuary one person at a time. However, it has to end here. The band leader is the one who first told it. He told it to me this morning, and I repeated it to a group of older men talking in the foyer. From there, the joke traveled from one conversation to the next until it made it back to the band leader, the joke's source. I think we've all just about heard it by now.
