day thirteen

oh sorry that was not it this is it the beginning of the original second instalment in my prose

well hey its me again and you know what i am doing i am waiting for the computer to print something for me again but it will not take as long as the last one because i have corrected it so it will hopefully look better and this one will fit on the page because although i did not tell you before the other one did not fit on the page because it was too big to fit on the page now that was exciting was it not and to all my intrepid readers who may be wondering why it seemed that i had some punctuation a few lines ago will be pleased to know that i only did it to please them so that they would instinctively realise that i had in fact started writing this new piece at a later time than i wrote the previous piece which would all seem quite logical as it would in my opinion be rather stupid to relate a tale with what may be the end being related first and what was definitely the beginning being related what may or may not be last but as i say that is only my opinion and you my dear stupid pathetic no hoper of a reader may indeed have some differing opinion which i would only be too happy to not listen to but shove down your throat or up the place where the sun does not shine you moronic irrelevant miserable wretched piss of camels ear wax who would not know an incredibly insulting remark about his unfortunate incapability to inhabit these inexplicably immaculate islands of ours if it jumped up and relieved itself in his inner ear and wasn't that exciting having an alliteration of words all beginning with the letter i and by the way everything has gone rather quiet now because the printer has stopped which must mean that what i was waiting for to be printed has actually been printed so i feel it my duty no honour to sign off now with one further insult