write_like_jeremiah epitome of incomprehensibility The words of Kirsten, daughter of curly-haired folks who met in church choir, in the land of the Real Mountain, to whom the idea of plagiarizing biblical prophets came in the eighth year of the reign of Justin son of Pierre. Thus saith my frivolous conception of a deity: At the precise beginning of eternity I ordained for you to carry working library cards, and lo, you renewed one yesterday; alas, much of this day you have spent in sloth and idleness. Say not to me "I have lost my Vistaprint password and am shy about emailing people," for I have likewise ordained thee to print fliers for the guild of the artisans of Dorval. In the meantime, protect my puppy Shiloh. He is a messenger and beacon of fluffiness. 220713 what's it to you? who go blather from