An actual, copy and pasted email exchange earlier from Mysterious and myself:
M-Howsoever, but, to wit, i.e., my immaculate design would be range suitable
and resettable, requiring no sticks or other contrivances, only the pull of
one(1) of two (2) lines/cords/cables/leashes/pull-string-thingys to make
it go, and then to make it come back and get ready to go, again, again.
Be not so quick to dismiss my elegant, elemental eloquent feat of erudite
engineering and such side-to-side swinging success for your target targeting.
Ok, so you're gonna use alliteration and different words than you normally do. My turn.
R-yea verily, you are the virtuosic verisimilitude of verbose! an excellent epitome of eloquence and elocution.
M-Um....what?
R-you're good with words. or something to that effect. never get in a dictionary pissing match with me i guess is the real take away. unless you stack them as high as the toilets in the gardemon airport outside of oslo....... i had to use the kids one as the adult one's rim was above my working level.
To which Mysterious makes a good reply with;
M-That was, I say, that was a joke, son, a joke, there.
Jes' having you on, as it were.
Mak know misteak, I no howe to tak goud.
Oslo restroom commode......now that's a stretch.
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