I think I have this disease called spontaneous disclosure.
I need to tell everyone my life story spontaneously.
Everything I buy is vinatge and smells funny.
Maybe that's why I don't have a boyfriend.
This is an unusual paragraph. I'm curious how quickly you can find out what is so unusual about it. It looks so plain you would think nothing was wrong with it. In fact, nothing is wrong with it. Study it but you still may not find anything odd.
Answer: There is no letter "e" in it.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
