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And then the quality will go down and the vicious spiral of good and bad will continue untill I either give up this text, or go crazyer. I made a virtual pet for it. Because I am easily amused and have lots and lots of time on my hands. The insanity and stupidity is mind boggling! There's more! Today I added an update page, which is basically a less chaotic, outlined version of this without all the ranting. but they did not give the award because i was a kid :C, @arkin It is supposedly the worlds longest published novel in English at 2.5 million words. Pythagoras Theorem is a + b = c. Longest English sentence - Wikipedia So far two whole people (to my knowledge) have read the entire thing, and a few people have skimmed it. I love it! Since I have a rather weird phobia of touching my own skinthis made my evening my own personall torture session. How did you do that. It gave me new insight into how weird I am. I know a topic! You can just picture sterotypical pirates saying, "A vast ye mateys!". And so, in the interest of wasting even more time, I made a list. Noone can do everything, so how can you expect a SIGN, with the I.Q. I'm back. Pastebin.com is the number one paste tool since 2002. And on to: Number Eight: I could haveuhhhhummmmmactually thought up these things before hand. I'm so happy! No one has even bothered to e-mail them to me*sniffle*. It must have cost a fortune to feednot to mention the mess. Was it coherent? The future is determined by the triangles, in a startling blue color which spin around in a zany manner. The moment Neo woke from dreams of Trinity's death, he made a choice. It tooked about envelooping (enveloping) cracked nuts and parables. Because there are an infinite number of people on either side of the spectrum. GrrrrI had a nifty rant all planned out in my head. The little counter at the bottom keeps going up? The magic eight-ball is a plastic casing with an unknown, possibly toxic liquid inside. 4. What cruel fate is this? *sigh* There are no topics anywhere near me. longest text ever (most deleted bc max 40000 letters) : (. I'm back. In any caseI guess that smoke detectors are a neccesary evilbutWHY DO THEY HAVE TO HAVE THAT STUPID LIGHT? I was almost completly covered in (fake) bloodit was sticky toward the end. Yes. You didn't run screaming to another site, thankfull for the chance to escape this insanity. It was sad. You could be floating out in empty space, conjuring nice little fantasies to relieve the monotony of being the only living being! I'm back. If I were to suddenly convert this entrie site into a *shudders* Backstreet Boys fan site or something, you wouldn't be any more suprised than I would be if my brother woke up one day and suddenly realized that he's shallow. That's why I like fast-food salt. Thank you Squirell. Next semester will be almost exactly like this one. He acted like he was really being tortured and stuff. With a specific number of words. I didn't know that they had such good technology back then. Although I acted like an idiot. Jesus Christ is my lord and savior.You guys probably think that that is the worlds longest sentence, but it's not,because I just keep on adding commas, and it's pretty easy, if you think about it, so anyway there is this girl at school and she's my friend, and all but she's turning . Moving on, I have nothing else to say, but don't feel like quitting just yet. Perhaps my family is just so weird, we've lost all sense of perspective. I was very proud of her, just as you would be proud of a two-year-old who has just announced: "I WENT POO-POO ON THE POTTY!!!!!" I have neither won nor lost money/neopoints. Plus, I am horrible at spelling. "Traditionally, the longest sentence in English Literature has been said to be a sentence in Ullyses by James Joyce, which clocks in at 4,391 words. And that's just what I can list from memory. I'd probley come here, but that isn't much of a surprise. It'd be like someone thinking that scabs are atractive, 'case they protect you from disease. I definitly mistrust lots of stuff. This is one of the weirdest sites: or your money back! It's like grand-theft auto 3's talk show, you know, the one where there are Citizens Raging Against Phones? Well. Most likely they test it BEFORE they add the extra stuff"Yep, Bob, this is some mighty pure water." HILARIOUS! I also am psyco-analyzing myself a lot todayhmmmmI'm even saying "hmmmmm" a lot. Apparantly my standards of weird have gone up. She promptly borrowed $1 to help with the waitresses tip(This part I'm not being sarcastic about) All in all it was a night I'll remember forever (as the lowest point in "family outing"history, except for that time my mom dragged me to a church thing on the concept of truth.) YeahI knowpathetic. It's just a matter of degree. The foil will make up the beak and the folded legs, and the thruster can simulate the tail. Just exactly like Father if Father had known as much about it the night before I went out there as he did the day after I came back thinking Mad impotent old man who realized at last that there must be some limit even to the capabilities of a demon for doing harm, who must have seen his situation as that of the show girl, the pony, who realizes that the principal tune she prances to comes not from horn and fiddle and drum but from a clock and calendar, must have seen himself as the old wornout cannon which realizes that it can deliver just one more fierce shot and crumble to dust in its own furious blast and recoil, who looked about upon the scene which was still within his scope and compass and saw son gone, vanished, more insuperable to him now than if the son were dead since now (if the son still lived) his name would be different and those to call him by it strangers and whatever dragons outcropping of Sutpen blood the son might sow on the body of whatever strange woman would therefore carry on the tradition, accomplish the hereditary evil and harm under another name and upon and among people who will never have heard the right one; daughter doomed to spinsterhood who had chosen spinsterhood already before there was anyone named Charles Bon since the aunt who came to succor her in bereavement and sorrow found neither but instead that calm absolutely impenetrable face between a homespun dress and sunbonnet seen before a closed door and again in a cloudy swirl of chickens while Jones was building the coffin and which she wore during the next year while the aunt lived there and the three women wove their own garments and raised their own food and cut the wood they cooked it with (excusing what help they had from Jones who lived with his granddaughter in the abandoned fishing camp with its collapsing roof and rotting porch against which the rusty scythe which Sutpen was to lend him, make him borrow to cut away the weeds from the door-and at last forced him to use though not to cut weeds, at least not vegetable weeds -would lean for two years) and wore still after the aunts indignation had swept her back to town to live on stolen garden truck and out o f anonymous baskets left on her front steps at night, the three of them, the two daughters negro and white and the aunt twelve miles away watching from her distance as the two daughters watched from theirs the old demon, the ancient varicose and despairing Faustus fling his final main now with the Creditors hand already on his shoulder, running his little country store now for his bread and meat, haggling tediously over nickels and dimes with rapacious and poverty-stricken whites and negroes, who at one time could have galloped for ten miles in any direction without crossing his own boundary, using out of his meagre stock the cheap ribbons and beads and the stale violently-colored candy with which even an old man can seduce a fifteen-year-old country girl, to ruin the granddaughter o f his partner, this Jones-this gangling malaria-ridden white man whom he had given permission fourteen years ago to squat in the abandoned fishing camp with the year-old grandchild-Jones, partner porter and clerk who at the demons command removed with his own hand (and maybe delivered too) from the showcase the candy beads and ribbons, measured the very cloth from which Judith (who had not been bereaved and did not mourn) helped the granddaughter to fashion a dress to walk past the lounging men in, the side-looking and the tongues, until her increasing belly taught her embarrassment-or perhaps fear;-Jones who before 61 had not even been allowed to approach the front of the house and who during the next four years got no nearer than the kitchen door and that only when he brought the game and fish and vegetables on which the seducer-to-bes wife and daughter (and Clytie too, the one remaining servant, negro, the one who would forbid him to pass the kitchen door with what he brought) depended on to keep life in them, but who now entered the house itself on the (quite frequent now) afternoons when the demon would suddenly curse the store empty of customers and lock the door and repair to the rear and in the same tone in which he used to address his orderly or even his house servants when he had them (and in which he doubtless ordered Jones to fetch from the showcase the ribbons and beads and candy) direct Jones to fetch the jug, the two of them (and Jones even sitting now who in the old days, the old dead Sunday afternoons of monotonous peace which they spent beneath the scuppernong arbor in the back yard, the demon lying in the hammock while Jones squatted against a post, rising from time to time to pour for the demon from the demijohn and the bucket of spring water which he had fetched from the spring more than a mile away then squatting again, chortling and chuckling and saying `Sho, Mister Tawm each time the demon paused)-the two of them drinking turn and turn about from the jug and the demon not lying down now nor even sitting but reaching after the third or second drink that old mans state of impotent and furious undefeat in which he would rise, swaying and plunging and shouting for his horse and pistols to ride single-handed into Washington and shoot Lincoln (a year or so too late here) and Sherman both, shouting, Kill them! Maybe I subconsiously DO know what I'm doing here, but refuse to admit it to myself. I know this is the best site ever, thanks for the compliment! Answer me, you blobby looking freak! I am so buying this movie when it comes out on DVD. Because that would be impossible. Does it serve an obvious purpose? Fire is good. I'm sorry that today's rant isn't random, insane or completely chaotic, but I must right my experience with The Matrix before I forget. And I sugest that we build the rocket so that we can go to the Official Flaming Chickens Lunar Colony so that we can laugh at the stupid earthlings who are blowing up because they didn't listen to us when we tried to warn them about the impending doom! that was recognised in the 1983 Guinness Book of World Records was the longest ever written. I hadn't had a genuine sugar rush since I was 11. An enemy so terrifying that Moose cannot stop shaking. I can appreciate a spiffy black outfit as much as the next person, but everytime I consider actually buying clothes for aesthetic value, I think about how I could better spend my money. Unless you have a digital camera, which are a symbol of freedom from the old ways and willing enslavement to the new ways. I figure that even the people I manage to lure onto my site from neopets don't even bother to come to this particular page. Most people actually like to spend long periods of time exposing their vulnerable skin to the harmful rays of the sun. Of course, if everything is realthen the Universe is pretty contradictory. Uhyou don't have to take the subliminal stuff seriously. After much deliberation, she decided that she wouldn't eat. *sighs dramatically* I'm back. This seemed slightly unpracticle, so we ended up not taking that 337 mile detour. The World's Largest Maths Problem Has Been Solved, And It. Anyway, I promise to go back to my usual routine the next time I rant here. It sucks. Or possibly rightthat would be scary. Yes, I am. And lastly, you'd have to know where the heck this site is. OH, SO SPLENDID!! 16 min ago Or, would that be good? Imagine reading a novel with a sentence that was 40 000 words long! There is exactly 500 units of distance between the two extremes of winning amounts (0 and 500) BUT! No suprise. (Absolutly nothing about that statement was sarcastic) As you can see, I love my families outings(Not unless you're blindor stupid) &#!#%&&!!! And absolutly NO air-pressure. *content sigh* There we gothat's much better. After much argument, my father was going to turn around, untill he realized that my mother was going to drop the dogs and me off, and then turn around and continue north. No? Later that day, she decided we were NOT going north, we were going south to a beach resort. The sentence ends up with a 3,609,750-letter . If you're asleep, the fire will wake you. Here are 65 examples of long sentences ranging from the relatively brief 96 words to one of the longest sentences at 2,156 words. For an ENTIRE MONTH I have possesed the arcane knowledge, but I forgot to share it with you, my loyal potentially imaginary reader. It seems like blaggerent plagerism. Not that my mother is annoyingjust set in her ways. I'm so very, very tired. It takes patience to read, but once you get into the rhythm, its like delving into Faulkners stream of consciousness. You figure that one of those 100 people would actually have a coherent phrase. I could be playing neopets, but ever since my bad experience with Treasure Planet, I don't feel like it. Is that old lady on the street corner really an ex-convict? I've just gotten an idea for some more, original, fortunesI gotta go! It's not like I have anything better to do. WANNA SEE ME PULL A TAPEWORM OUTTA MY ****!! Which is why I still go to the Really Really Big Button That Doesn't Do Anything website. | 13.41 KB, JSON | the longest thing that I have ever wrote was a 600 word paragraph and I just wrote that. Of course, you won't want to do that becuase you still need more earrings so people won't think you wear the same ones over and over again. I think. You gots extra money, don't you? Ketchup: The only food that you'll want to eat after traveling to the 5th Dimension. Then, when it's in German, or whatever, translate it back to English. Please find all options here. One day I was randomly looking up images via Googleand 'lo and behold, there it was. You see, my school has "block" scheduling. I hope not. Oooo..I'm a poet, and don't I know it? This is just way too much of a change at once. Perhaps Kodak is actually a front organization for a shadowy governmental system that controls the entire world and didn't want mankind to obtain the freedom of the stars and so tried to sabotauge the space program even though it didn't work as well as they planned. These "faeries" sprinkle your food with highly toxic "age dust" and ruin a perfectly good four-year-old meatloaf. Get the best cultural and educational resources on the web curated for you in a daily email. Another thing that bothers me is organ grinders. I can just see it nowIt could be called Know-Your-Food. I won't be able to feed my various imaginary pets and friends their beloved imaginary food! CHEESE!!! I knowyou are as shocked as I am. I can just see it nowan organization devoted not to feeding the hungry, or peace, or love or whatever, but to giving recognition to all those poor, pathetic, unpopular websites. How do you know I even exist? Would it vary? I may NEVER shut up. I gave up in exasperation. Now, some of you are probably calling me a whiner, 'cause you have to get up at 4:30, or whatever. That's the sixth time I've said back! I'm back. Or suffer my blindingly moronic nail messages. OOooooo! MY SPINE IS SQUISHY! Not only does Faulkners deep affiliation with his characters inner lives elevate his portraits far above the level of local color or regionalist curiosity, but it animates his sentences, makes them constantly move and breathe. Think about that old saying about "If you gave an infinite number of monkeys an infinite number of typewriters, eventually they would reproduce the entire works of Shakespear". I don't have much of a choice about the whole work thing. And most people don't even come here. I see your EVIL plot now, Hypothetical Reader! Another reason why this isn't as long as Galaxy's is that I refuse to write every day as it would--this is the funny part--LOWER THE QUALITY OF MY OVERALL WORK! Pastebin . I see you have no reaction to that, do you Hypothetical Reader? I also would like such persons to immediatly leave my site. No matter how long and twisted they get, they do not wilt, wither, or drag; they run river-like, turning around in asides, outraging themselves and doubling and tripling back. 10 Longest Known Sentences in English - Largest.org To Cheese Nips. paste . My calculator is nifty. Say it. I'm so very, very tired. I guess I'll just have to wait untill my imaginary clone hijacks that imaginary bank truck. "Yep, Bill, time to dump the arsnic in so it tastes pure!" I, being weird, am pretty much immune to such expectations. *pauses* *groans* I'm sorry for that pun (pierced, hooked, getit?). Did you know, that Kodak was part of the conspiracy to assasinate John F. Kennedy. While studying at Johns Hopkins University, Barth found himself writing about his native Eastern Shore Maryland in a pastiche style of middle Faulkner and late Joyce. He may have won some praise from a visiting young William Styron, but the finished opus didnt flyfor one thing, because Faulkner intimately knewhis Snopses and Compsons and Sartorises, as I did not know my made-up denizens of the Maryland marsh. The advice to write only what you know may not be worth much as a universal commandment. Sorry if I complained a lot. Oh, and don't forget to celebrate Mad Hatter Day on October the 6th. WARNING: Leave food sit in an open, well-venilated spot for a week before eating. Then you'll need an "extra" pairfor special occasions. | 13.41 KB, JSON | A good one. I mean, I've been doing this much, much longer than the other person. Just goes to show what boredom can do to you. That is the only possible explanation as to why it upsets her so much. What is the longest sentence in English literature? - Fun Trivia In this article, the reply I usually have less than 30 minutes. You would have to have several characteristics that I possess. If you judged everything by what it doesn't acomplish, then the entire world is populated by pointless beings. Or maybe not. This is too frustrating. and eat dinner. I'm back! The whole meal thing was about the only interesting thing to happen during the week. Mar 25th, 2014. Im gonna start quoting from the Flaming Chicken Handbook! So far this is nowhere near the world record. The researches even used highly advanced technololgy to map the surface of a pancake and compare it to documented geology of Kansas. Would they dry into raisins? Follow him at@jdmagness, by Josh Jones | Permalink | Comments (30) |. Wow. I'm back. Then I wait for my mom and dad to stop playing Collapse II so that I can get on. Here, topic, topic, topic! *pauses* Oh. One of these people (who shall remain nameless untill such time that I have explicit permission to use her name) turned out to be almost as weird as me. And, once again, I have proof that someone actually took the time (two hours) to read this entire Longest Text Ever! In the beginning of the movie, Neo is having dreams about Trinity's death. Hits all right. That just sounds nifty! These so-called "pointless" signs are doing just what they were meant to do: entertain you! She's my little puppyshe fears grape flavored stuff, wind, rain, television, noise, silence, small children and pretty much everything. I think I'll get my little sister to be the test piolet. Founder @ World's Best Story amplifier of creativity & fun! It was down for a whole day or so 'cause of all the traffic I got from my new quizes. It's stupid and ironic and just shouldn't exist in a better world. SHARE. Doesn't that make you feel better? Grapes are used to make jelly, jam, juice and raisins. Because this is the first time I've been on a computer all day. My mother is a control freak, and she decided on the spur of the moment that we were going north to visit relatives. My groupwellwe either went hysterical or crazy, I can't decide which. That's not fair! But, whatever. Not that the aformentioned individual claims to have received hate mail (or mail of any kind) via a website link. 1,288 words and many clauses make up the lengthy run-on phrase. The six longest sentences (1,000+ words) are mostly a curiosity, just to see what is possible. Sothe plan is going to fail. Completly defeated, I told her that it was the religion she practiced every Sunday when she went with her friends to church. I'm tired. Code: 472 of the Flaming Chickens Handbook states that this site in no way aknowledges the existance of other, better sites (hereon reffered to as the Losers) The Losers are a myth. 'I found nothing else to do but to offer him on of my good Swede's ship's biscuits I had in my pocket'" And we're supposed to be GOOD in English! Scratch number seven. That way I can spread my love, joy and insane chaos to more people! i broke the world record. "[4], Last edited on 15 February 2023, at 20:26, An Accommodating Advertisement and an Awkward Accident, "Toward a Connectionist Model of Recursion in Human Linguistic Performance", Quartz: "One of this years Booker Prize nominees is just a 1,000-page-long sentence" 26 July, 2019, "For Passover, wacky Haggadahs feature zombies, Mrs. Maisel, President Trump, more", "This Book Is the Longest Sentence Ever Written and Then Published", "Review: This Book Is The Longest Sentence Ever Written And Then Published by Dave Cowen", https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Longest_English_sentence&oldid=1139572984, This page was last edited on 15 February 2023, at 20:26. Alrighty then. All because YOU tried to convince me that I was crazy. So, we packed everthing up. You expect far to much of the inanimate world. Okay, maybe it was the ranch dressing instead of the special, fresh buffalo wings. I don't suppose you fell for that little thing about the refresh button. In a recent article, humorist Dave Barry discussed the addictive quality of the snack food, Cheez-Its. I feel inspired and happy and other really good emotions and stuff. Somehow, I managed to make my furby die. I was bored, and a dilligent reader suggested I make fake commercials, sotherer they are. Though the record has been broken, Faulkner's legacy lives on. Since there are many opportunities to communicate with customers and colleagues using e-mail, mastering how to write reply e-mails, subject line expressions, and how to use example sentences is one of the essential skills. Until thenI have absolutly no imaginary money. That makes me feel alll warm and fuzzy inside. Wellnow that I think about itaccording to my theory, ALL conspiracies are real and mislabled "paranoid" people are really the only ones who see the truth. *sigh* My dogs are just weird. He is pure evil. In English, and stuff, if you miss one little detail, at most you lose partial credit, but you usually get it all right. I'm completly and totally addicted. So. He took the TAB member quiz and turned out to be me, he took the JOB quiz, and was a repo man (which had a pic of my brother) He said he wanted to see what I was doing, and to make sure that I wasn't saying anything derrogatory about my parents. I have three very hard academic classes. Subliminal messanging also explains the successes of certain fast-food resteraunts, and brand name items. Hmmmmintersting. Plus, the kids at the daycare (where I work, obviously) say that I'm "cool to talk to". Yea*waits for applause* okay! Longest math equation copy paste - Math Textbook we had to get there one hour and fifteen minutes early because there was traffic. You CANNOT DENY it! That is a direct quote from GIR, co-star and comic-relief on INVADER ZIM. Where is the logic in this? If that's not a vast conspiracy, then nothing on this Earth is. Those few who actually could think and avoided the sun were considered to be outcasts. I'm leavin', for now. This is a test, I repeat only a test. And so I'm in deep doo-doo. Today was Halloween. in Books, Literature, Writing | March 14th, 2019 30 Comments. It MUST be true! HA! Yes. Math is so picky. Back to the present. After complaining how hungry she was, and about the poor quality of the resteraunt, she walked out of the resteraunt, instructing the rest of us to "enjoy our meals". I fought with vegitables, covered myself in bubble wrap, groveled before the Great Banana and dodge skittles and flying doughnuts and rubber chikens. Unsubscribe at any time. And what did he do to me? But this proof degrades this mysterious, mystical and mystifying "quality" of my words. You know the one. Code: 343 of the Flaming Chicken Handbook states that the Patron Saint of Paper Clips (thats me) is allowed to cause vague, pain like sensations while the offending person (or alien life form, dog, etc.) Now, a long time ago, people were sort of smarter. And the lady representing them, calls the radio stationon a phone. I'm an evil villain, kitty and a freakazoid so far. Receive our Weekly Newsletter.

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