Nobody is born with good english in their own blood. It is upto people like me who are the best in English to bring forwards the goods of english to them people like you are to preach the best of language english to the great and attractive benefit for human kinds and also to tell side by side good character stories binded with the good use of english. So, people enjoy all these benefits while learning the cudgels of good english.

Friday, May 26, 2006

Me Thinking

When me is thinking days and also nights that why not in the world these Blogger Peoples who are the big one bosses of the blogspot.com nevers evers put mine goodsome blog on them lists of "Blogs of Note" ? It breakings my hearts no ends when me is so fame in the world so good writings and them so many of them visitors coming and going out of mine blog all of the time then is it not obligations of them bosses of www.blogspot.coms to put my blog up nice and lovely for everyones big and small and medium eyes to see? When me is only servicing humanities of kinds all that more of them people around see mine blog and read stories of good morals and good english too, ain't it? So now it is the only duties of the good peoples who are all the times visitings my Blog that them tell their all friends and foes to reads my blog and makes this world wheres all peoples can learn good english and side by side read good morals stories too.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006



That is The greater most Master fu and Pupil Fum the the greater little pupil that me could get. Me and mine pupil Fum had blissfulled lifes on the sacred mosted snowy peaking hills of the niceful Antartica eating so many and many more Reindeer's and them fishes to our heartfull contentment, before as me had telled you all of them earlier that Dearmost God has commanded me and me family of two more humans to descend the peaky snowy hills distressedfully to this warmed up bleaky side of this earth. Now that me is here at thou's servicing, i will once ever again tells you a good moral story with the usage of properly good english : Two of them what is called ants were walking in the side of a tree branch, when one of them clumsy ant falls on the big blackenning and greying back of an big elephant stooding under the tree, so the the ant not so clumsy one which still clinging to the tree branch side called with aloud voice fulled with the anger, "My clumsy friend you ant, crush the elephant" So then the moral of the story in above is that they ants are littlesome creatured people with thoses more littlesome legs, so how in the power of God will ever they smaller ones ants can crush those ones bigsome elephants?

 
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