Randomest Blog Ever.......Cheese Biscuts... you get the picture

Once upon a time, there was an old geezer named Pyotr. He lived in a country filled with war and pollution. How unusual : . He owned a beautiful beetle named Bob. Bob died. How sad. Pyotr was depressed. How sad. very sad Zach was here. Can you tell? No punctuation or capital letters. How sad. Now. Back. To. The. Story. And I'll stop doing extremely short sentences. In his younger days, Pyotr looked at the menu. Now, he just eats it. How s-Oh yeah, I said I'd stop doing that. You know what, this story is very boring. I'm going to write a whole new exciting story.
Dun dun dun dun!!!! *suspenseful music* Pyotr wound his way through the passageways. He could hear the stamping of feet right around the corner. How could he lose this guy, he wondered.... Pyotr turned into a dark room. The man followed him in seconds later.
"Come out come out wherever you a-asl;nvbdioads;ahnlbdnai;klsdibklas;blklbdn Beeeeeeep. Beeeeeeeep." That was the dude saying really bad words. I mean REALLY BAD. I'll tell them to you if you promise to utilize your sculpture in the luxury museum with customary suffocation of fugitives. Wow. See those awesome using-lots-of-spelling-words-in-a-sentence skills?!?!?! OK, now the bad words...... He said:.........................CHEESE MONKEYS!!!!!!!!!!


I know those words look bold because they're big, actually they're not the Big font they're the largest font but I know you think there's no difference, but there is, just look, and you'll see, there's a smallest font, a small font, a normal font, which is what I'm using yaaaaaayyy, at least for most of it because those letters back there were big, actually that was the biggest font because I said so and there's a large font, and a largest font!!!!!!!!!! There, children, is an example of a run-on sentence. Never do that, or the big cheese will cook your mouse in a whale of a DUCK!!!! I like sulfur. Do you like sulfur? This is total nonsense. That means it doesn't make sense, children. I'm lookin' at you-hey look, it's exactly 37 degrees outside! Yaaaaaaaay!!!! I know that's a weird name, but this is a valuable moment in history.
I can't believe they have a picture of 37 degrees on Google Images. Isn't that incredible? ............................................................................... .....................................................................................................................
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...........................................,.......................................................Find the comma. And that thing ^ is not it. Don't you know what a comma is? Everyone in the universe-hey, that's all my spelling words! Stop interrupting my important discussions with uhhhhhh.... Pyotr- Hey! I remember Pyotr. You were writing a s-You interrupted me again. You're so mean. And by the way, we haven't used all of our spelling words either. And by the way-you just said that- I DON'T CARE! By the way, who are you, anyway? I am your conscience. Your very valuable conscience. Ha! I'm better at using spelling words than you! Na nah nah nah nah! Narrator: I know this probably doesn't make any sense because the author is talking to himself and there are no ocelots, I mean quotation marks. We will be sure to change that right away. Please wait while we repair the quotation marks. ...................................................... .................................................... Author: Ahem, ahem. I have something to say................................... ..........CHEESENESS!.............Conscience: That was totally random....................................................... ................................................Narrator: OK, guys, I think we got 'em fixed. Go ahead and test.......... ............GUYS!.... Author: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... AAAAAAAAH! ................Author: "Testing. Yep, they work. Now, back to our discussion. Oops. I forgot what we were talking about. Oh yeah, who can get the words first well, thumbprint. There. I beat you conscience. Ha ha. Conscience? Where did you go?"
Conscience: "Boo."
Author: "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!! Well, anyway everybody, this blog will be starting a new series where the Author talks to his Conscience. Exciting, right? I know. Well, it's up to you to pick the title. Please participate in the poll over on the right-hand side. Now. Because I told you to. If you have other ideas for titles that I don't have on my poll, leave a comment on this post. Thank you much. Bye!