So I must try. But what would supply high standards in your mind? Rising to summit normality, history shows us, is not an activity most can do. So a form of prodigy would satisfy you I think, but from what part of this fair world will any of us find such a rarity? This sort of human isn't common; in fact you could count how many inhabit our slowly-orbitting rock on a solitary hand. Most, you will undoubtably find working hard at a task or a puzzling sum, as minds that big can not justify any slothful habits. I'm not about to go looking, I can't input anything into Yahoo that might aid a hunt for such folk, so what's my motivation? Just looks to my aging vision that it might go down in popular writings through history that I took on a totally stupid task and got nothing to show for it; nothing if you don't count a worn pair of boots and an annoying squint. In fact I don't think satisfaction actually lurks for you in this wondrous list of words, as scrutiny is our mainstay, along with loquacity, not dizzying spirals of artistic flair. It falls to us to carry on with our mission; to hand our thoughts to you without any sign of a particularly dirty, trashy symbol; a symbol of words without class, in my own opinion. Anything said, without this parasitical linguistic abnormality having sway, cannot avoid improving. It is a blight, a virus, a hazard to diction and a scab on grammar's immortal soul. So I ask you McCormick, join with us and assist in ridding our lands of this invading anti-consonant, so that our kids can grow up without harm. I'm in no doubt you could find it in you if you just had a go
Hurrikan