Travelling through Vietnam

The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. Call it an ‘unknown entry event’? Why don’t they know? If they don’t know, that means we never told anyone. And if we never told anyone it means we never made it back.

3 thoughts on “Travelling through Vietnam

  1. Yeah, I like animals better than people sometimes… Especially dogs. Dogs are the best. Every time you come home, they act like they haven’t seen you in a year. And the good thing about dogs… is they got different dogs for different people. Like pit bulls. The dog of dogs.

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    1. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then

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  2. Can be the right man’s best friend… or the wrong man’s worst enemy. You going to give me a dog for a pet, give me a pit bull. Give me… Raoul. Right, Omar? Give me Raoul.

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