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Shrapnel's THIRD Art Raff-NEVEMIND ITS CLOSED!!!
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Kick-Ass~! Your art has left me Moonstruck lately, what with the National Treasure you made for me, but now a raffle? Could I roll Snake Eyes and be lucky again? "It Could Happen To You!", I thought, so I guess I'll Face/Off against these other Matchstick Men and hope I can Con Air another piece from you. If I win, I'll get it printed out in 8MM, and if not, I'll just Drive Angry for a while and get over it. Either way, I'm looking forward to Knowing what you're gonna do Next.
Captain Correli's Mandolin.
Captain Correli's Mandolin.
Normally, in a situation such as this, I would type a really long, rambling sentence with absolutely no relevance whatsoever to the content of prior posts to show that I was interested in entering a contest such as this; and I can honestly say that this particular sentence shall be no different as it will make itself go on for quite a while in a desperate series of attempts to draw attention to itself and its sheer vastness, plethora of deep and insightful commentaries on a variety of subjects including its audacity, the contest that it is for, and how visually painful a post such as this is to type for its author and for a reader such as yourself to read; yet let us not despair for the author will eventually tire and stay his hands, mop his brow, and then apologize profusely in his mind to all of the poor souls who have lasted so long and come so far together with him and should you dear reader be such a determined and daring soul to be reading this dastardly run-on piece of jibber-jabbering rubbish that this sentence indeed is, then I must thank you for bearing with me from the bottom of my heart for your courageous disregard for the common grammarian, your unparalleled patience, and your unprecedented tolerance for shenanigans such as these, because my fellow reader, you are on an adventure that the likes of man has never before seen except in the hallowed halls of remedial schools for writing the world over where children of all ages have never seen the like of that thus far unseen individual who we would refer to today as the period, that small dot that will make its presence known soon, I hope, but to return to the matter at hand, among these many children are those who scorn the period despite knowing it well and instead resort to the fiendish and ill-reputed semicolon who salaciously slams multiple sentences together in a jarring fashion and is best known for its more common purpose of allowing a writer to make lists of lists, which is useful albeit seldom, but alas my friends my hands and my poor, virgin eyes have been violated by an abomination of literature such as this and must see that revered dot and feel the sweet, crisp click of that yet untouched key upon the keyboard, the period, for without the period there is no end... and in case you got excited just then, I would like you to know that those trio of what appeared to be periods trying to make up for their absence heretofore, I regret I must inform you that that was actually the nefarious ellipsis which, while looking much like the three dots we have waited oh so long for, are collectively a sign of more material that could have been there, but has mercifully been omitted for your safety and sanity, you're welcome for that gesture of goodwill; but without further ado, let us end this horror of hundreds of characters stuck together without time for breath with a solemn oath to use periods properly and often enough to avoid this sort of optical train wrecks, and with that the suffering of the people shall end and rejoicing may begin for Francis has finally shut up. The End
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