About Me
Meaningless mock-up, mock turtle soup spilled on a mock turtle neck.
Mach I Convertible copy. To kill a mockingbird, you need only force it
to read this copy. This is Meaningless filler. (Elvis movies.) It is not
meant to be a forum for value judgments nor a scholarly diatribe on how
virtue should be measured. The whole point here (if such a claim can be
made in an admittedly pointless paragraph) is that this is dummy copy.
Real bullets explode with destructive intensity. Such is not the case
with dummy bullets. In fact, they don't explode at all. Duds. Dull
thuds. Dudley do-wrongs. And do-wrongs don't make a right. Why on earth
are you still reading this? Haven't you realized it's just dummy copy?
How many times must you be reminded that it's really not meant to be
read? You're only wasting precious time. But be that as it may, you've
got to throw in a short paragraph from time to time. Here's a short
paragraph.
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