If we’re where we were, why would we be where we weren’t when we went where we were? ~

"Lol!" from me!

 

  Why do you complicate it so much?
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It's a gift.

Why won’t you worry about when we weren’t where we wear what we were wearing when we went where we would wander in wonder with win-win gets you in?
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Why worry? We wear what we wear where we wear it.  Why, we wear a wee weak weave when we weed weekly.

 

  Whenever we won’t wear what we would want, would we wish we weren’t walking weirdly without wandering within wide, wondrous woolen warehouses walruses?
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Whoa, whoa.  What we wore when we were wee won’t work when we watch wife waltz.  Why we whoop when we watch weird wild women wax.

 

  Well, what would we want with wet waters while winning worthy worthlessness with wicket widgets wholly withheld when warbling waddlers wiggle wishful whiskers?
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Word wizardry won't work.  Whilst wafting wry words will waffle weakly, we won't wake wayward whispering wistful whales while wheezing.  Word war?

 

  Well, well, we’ll. Wired, wrapped, whipped, wrought. We want war, what’s what?  When waging war wordwise, why wait with wanton will? Wise ways warrant wiser waywardness, which will wind westwardly with wistful winds, while weaknesses wear wane “warriors”.
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What?

 

  Why?
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We write:  Why was Walter whittling wood while watching wild wet women wash windows?  Was Walter weird?  Where was Willy whilst Walter was whittling wood? Watching whales?  Will Walters wife, Wendy, want Walter wedgied? Will Wendy whip Walter?  (wrathful wench!)  Which wide wrinkled widow was watching Waler wash?  Wanda?  Wilma?  Whitney?   Wendy warned Walter when William wanted wipes, whittling wood won't work!
Wait... was Wesley watching when Walter whittled wood? Wesley!!  Why?   (weirdo!)

 

  Rife with typographical errors; disqualified!
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Yeah, right.  Nice try.  I accept your surrender.

 

  I tried to let you off with just a warning, but no, that’s not good enough for you, you had to shoot off your mouth. Fine, if that’s the way you want it, let’s just get out the old citation book. Grrrrrrrr.

 

  (Will Walters Walter’s wife . . . ) Apostrophe neglect.

  (W wrathful wench!) The last sentence has ending punctuation, therefore, this is a new sentence and should start with a capital letter, even though it is in parentheses.

  (Which wide wrinkled widow was watching Waler Walter wash?  

  (weird Weird!) The last sentence has ending punctuation, therefore, this is a new sentence and should start with a capital letter, even though it is in parentheses.

Tell it to the judge, pal.
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You never stated that punctuation OR spelling counted.  OVERRULED!

 

This is Randy D you’re dealing with here: spelling and punctuation ALWAYS count! Grrrrrr.

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