As I have mentioned many times before, I get spam, and lots of it. Occasionally I get a piece that seems to be randomly generated. Its as though some program ate a dictionary and then randomly vomited up words onto the page. The scary thing is, even though its nearly complete gibberish, there is a semblance of sentence structure.
Such as today:
The yoga was final with the tour of legalese pussy(-cat). Claire smiled. “I yoga noticed,” she said, “I do bitterness he is doing the standoff to me. You diabolic ain’t no yoga baritone virgin, thats for sure!”
When the yoga earnest instinctively consultant in two, the archetypal ensign empire, stimulating as the ganges of the greeks and such athletics ramp , captive centrally insignia (known in brazil extroversion as byzantium), remained exactitude in nature, childish excavation itself.
I mean, wow.
“You diabolic ain’t no yoga baritone virgin, that’s for sure!” is now my favorite phrase.
Oh, and the Archetypal Ensign Empire is a goal we should ALL stirve for.
Zel-kun out.
David N. Scott | 20-Aug-07 at 8:47 pm | Permalink
My philosphy book was talking about that… how words combine into sentences even when the words have never been used that way before.