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Euro-English

The European Commission have just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the EU, rather than German, which was the other possibility. As part of the negotiations, Her Majesty's government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a five year phase in plan that would be known as "EuroEnglish".

In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump for joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of the "k". This should klear up konfusion and keyboards kan have 1 less letter.

There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year, when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like "fotograf" 20% shorter.

In the third year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkorage the removal of double letters, which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horible mes of the silent "e" in the language is disgraseful, and they should go away.

By the 4th year, peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".

During ze fifz year, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and similar changes vud of kors be aplid to ozer kombinations of leters. After zis fifz year, ve vil have a realy sensibl riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubls or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi to understand each ozer.

ZE DREAM VIL FINALI KUM TRU!

yah, yehey.

the next day, you find out one is still in this galaxy existing and was in sleepland.

a few designs. interested? pissed? email i. ablownboy@gmail.com

oh, hello. nice day to you. the attack on this planet is postponed about two days. let's go to space.

on days like today i get to be a toy. i don't get paid yet i think it's nice occupation. there's always peach juice and sandwiches. anyone is okay to go to i. people die, you know.

you can be anyone on the telephone line. tv can hide one's flaws also. *listening to savage garden's santa monica* life's nice. don't build a kapitbahay into one's life. yung kapitbahay is bitchy and tells you it is easy to see an asshole next block. anyway, life's nice. i ain't no bitch and asshole. cute ako, no.

today is fault and see. i can't find decent glasses to drink juice about. i flung a dozen down to pieces. i was so galit. yah. i gulp down stuff only physicians allow and it's fun to think about. i don't exactly hate the way i tend to be this life. football? okay.

i found a note in the inbox saying i win big cash. i laughed at it. i will definitely keep the note and tell people about it. it gets i a high. wealthy na ako.

In Santa Monica, in the wintertime,
The lazy streets so undemanding
I walk into the crowd
In Santa Monica, you get your coffee from
The coolest places on the promenade
Where people dress just so
Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere you turn
It's there.
I sit and wonder what am I doing here?

But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be.
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?

In Santa Monica, all the people got modern names
Like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica, on the boulevard,
You'll have to dodge those in-line skaters
Or they'll knock you down
I never felt so lonely,
Never felt so out of place
I never wanted something more than this

But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line, I am any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader, or space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?

Or would you?

But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line, I am any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader, or space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?

is one so ugly singing this song?
hah.

tonight and today

now is the instance to sing a song about asia. just like a usual boy. let's play chess, eat good sandwiches, and gulp down good pink soda.
why does the sky get to be so bloody pag nag-ulan? like sci-fi scenes. it's so good to know it is possible soon.

today:
scooby big big top
cielo pants
light tan shoes
fwench nails and upper canada bath soap, see online details to get facts

today, as these things say, i exist.

anything? she does not mind, she does not mind, she does not mind.