For so many a-shabbity morning did I upfolollopty thunk-it-thought of some methodibode for the obfiscation of the word in as manifoldy and as far but nought what mathification as what most do. What!
Then, quick-as-a-flash did come, like a spannaker fallalling, tinkatonkatankail from the skylode, did hit me bishety-bash, headwise on the noggin. “Aha!” did ping, and, while still reely-most from my deep-deep-thorkus, did tippety-tap on the board with keys for well upfold of a twenty mido fallupen.
So! What thorkus did I thunk-it-through? Well, dear beloved, let me tell it gentlymost in the earfold. Deep joy. A most importifold informatymosts is tippety-tapped in the computato, textwise thus. And then Oh! Deep deep joy, all the textinction becomes Unwinese as if by automaticles in the deepfold of electronicery.
Then, if beholdy by those not bewishing, info-fo matty-most therin, it makey no sense at all. "Oh blimeyfode!" They did call it. And furthermode, make it with the matheymost of the perga-greal-pringlecy understand it not without any hope of interception, what!
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