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[#516378] Written by: shelvinnikolas [27/06/2022, 01:55]
Ways to become an expert in professional writing
1> Focus on the main idea
2> Divide the length of your sentence appropriately
3> Create the defined structure which enhances readability
4> Do not use vague and unwanted information
5> Edit correct and proofread your write
6> Make use of grammar-checking tools
7> Use only active voice and active verbs
[#516379] Written by: SanfordWallace [27/06/2022, 05:56]
Fuck off asshole
[#516397] Written by: SanfordWallace [28/06/2022, 14:09]
Had a go at your twitter and reddit also, asshole
Spammy prick!
[#516414] Written by: helpmepls [29/06/2022, 10:54]
Jesus so help you much. I Jesus love!
[#516430] Written by: SanfordWallace [30/06/2022, 09:20]
Well then fuck off to godtube.com and stop annoying us regular TV pirates, asshole!
[#516433] Written by: twoshoesmike [30/06/2022, 12:54]
you no love God? he love you and all men, you open heart yours for him and be good.
[#516439] Written by: SanfordWallace [30/06/2022, 14:10]
I have met God, and she's black, now fuck off!
[#516447] Written by: helpmepls [30/06/2022, 17:33]
God alive and love you and me! love everyone he does. I love you.
[#516460] Written by: SanfordWallace [01/07/2022, 09:20]
What part of "Jesus DIED for your sins" are you not getting. Jesus is dead!
[#516463] Written by: helpmepls [01/07/2022, 17:42]
no wrong you, Jesus dead no, he reseret and again live. maybe you need read again book pls?
[#516478] Written by: SanfordWallace [02/07/2022, 18:38]
What the fuck does this have to do with the spammers original post
"How to become an expert in Professional writing"
Fuck off and get your own thread you dickhead
[#516505] Written by: helpmepls [03/07/2022, 10:51]
eat you some shite pls. thnx. i love you.
[#516513] Written by: helpmepls [03/07/2022, 11:06]
The wave crashed and hit the sandcastle head-on. The sandcastle began to melt under the waves force and as the wave
receded, half the sandcastle was gone. The next wave hit, not quite as strong, but still managed to cover the remains of
the sandcastle and take more of it away. The third wave, a big one, crashed over the sandcastle completely covering and
engulfing it. When it receded, there was no trace the sandcastle ever existed and hours of hard work disappeared
forever.She's asked the question so many times that she barely listened to the answers anymore. The answers were
always the same. Well, not exactly the same, but the same in a general sense. A more accurate description was the
answers never surprised her. So, she asked for the 10,000th time, "What's your favorite animal?" But this time was
different. When she heard the young boy's answer, she wondered if she had heard him correctly.Cake or pie? I can tell a
lot about you by which one you pick. It may seem silly, but cake people and pie people are really different. I know which
one I hope you are, but that's not for me to decide. So, what is it? Cake or pie?MaryLou wore the tiara with pride. There
was something that made doing anything she didn't really want to do a bit easier when she wore it. She really didn't care
what those staring through the window were thinking as she vacuumed her apartment.As she sat watching the world go
by, something caught her eye. It wasn't so much its color or shape, but the way it was moving. She squinted to see if she
could better understand what it was and where it was going, but it didn't help. As she continued to stare into the distance,
she didn't understand why this uneasiness was building inside her body. She felt like she should get up and run. If only
she could make out what it was. At that moment, she comprehended what it was and where it was heading, and she knew
her life would never be the same.It was easy to spot her. All you needed to do was look at her socks. They were never a
matching pair. One would be green while the other would be blue. One would reach her knee while the other barely
touched her ankle. Every other part of her was perfect, but never the socks. They were her micro act of rebellion."It was
so great to hear from you today and it was such weird timing," he said. "This is going to sound funny and a little strange,
but you were in a dream I had just a couple of days ago. I'd love to get together and tell you about it if you're up for a
cup of coffee," he continued, laying the trap he'd been planning for years.Do you really listen when you are talking with
someone? I have a friend who listens in an unforgiving way. She actually takes every word you say as being something
important and when you have a friend that listens like that, words take on a whole new meaning.Sometimes that's just
the way it has to be. Sure, there were probably other options, but he didn't let them enter his mind. It was done and that
was that. It was just the way it had to be.Here's the thing. She doesn't have anything to prove, but she is going to
anyway. That's just her character. She knows she doesn't have to, but she still will just to show you that she can. Doubt
her more and she'll prove she can again. We all already know this and you will too.If you can imagine a furry humanoid
seven feet tall, with the face of an intelligent gorilla and the braincase of a man, you'll have a rough idea of what they
looked like -- except for their teeth. The canines would have fitted better in the face of a tiger, and showed at the corners
of their wide, thin-lipped mouths, giving them an expression of ferocity.She patiently waited for his number to be called.
She had no desire to be there, but her mom had insisted that she go. She's resisted at first, but over time she realized it
was simply easier to appease her and go. Mom tended to be that way. She would keep insisting until you wore down and
did what she wanted. So, here she sat, patiently waiting for her number to be called.Sometimes it's simply better to
ignore the haters. That's the lesson that Tom's dad had been trying to teach him, but Tom still couldn't let it go. He latched
onto them and their hate and couldn't let it go, but he also realized that this wasn't healthy. That's when he came up with
his devious plan.He sat staring at the person in the train stopped at the station going in the opposite direction. She sat
staring ahead, never noticing that she was being watched. Both trains began to move and he knew that in another
timeline or in another universe, they had been happy together.There once lived an old man and an old woman who were
peasants and had to work hard to earn their daily bread. The old man used to go to fix fences and do other odd jobs for
the farmers around, and while he was gone the old woman, his wife, did the work of the house and worked in their own
little plot of land.Things aren't going well at all with mom today. She is just a limp noodle and wants to sleep all the time. I
sure hope that things get better soon.It was difficult to explain to them how the diagnosis of certain death had actually
given him life. While everyone around him was in tears and upset, he actually felt more at ease. The doctor said it would
be less than a year. That gave him a year to live, something he'd failed to do with his daily drudgery of a routine that had
passed as life until then.One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies
saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one’s cheeks burned
with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next
day would be Christmas.She was in a hurry. Not the standard hurry when you're in a rush to get someplace, but a frantic
hurry. The type of hurry where a few seconds could mean life or death. She raced down the road ignoring speed limits
and weaving between cars. She was only a few minutes away when traffic came to a dead standstill on the road
ahead.She's asked the question so many times that she barely listened to the answers anymore. The answers were
always the same. Well, not exactly the same, but the same in a general sense. A more accurate description was the
answers never surprised her. So, she asked for the 10,000th time, "What's your favorite animal?" But this time was
different. When she heard the young boy's answer, she wondered if she had heard him correctly.It had been her dream
for years but Dana had failed to take any action toward making it come true. There had always been a good excuse to
delay or prioritize another project. As she woke, she realized she was once again at a crossroads. Would it be another
excuse or would she finally find the courage to pursue her dream? Dana rose and took her first step.It was that terrifying
feeling you have as you tightly hold the covers over you with the knowledge that there is something hiding under your
bed. You want to look, but you don't at the same time. You're frozen with fear and unable to act. That's where she found
herself and she didn't know what to do next.She asked the question even though she didn't really want to hear the
answer. It was a no-win situation since she already knew. If he told the truth, she'd get confirmation of her worst fears. If
he lied, she'd know that he wasn't who she thought he was which would be almost as bad. Yet she asked the question
anyway and waited for his answer.He had done everything right. There had been no mistakes throughout the entire
process. It had been perfection and he knew it without a doubt, but the results still stared back at him with the fact that
he had lost.Debbie put her hand into the hole, sliding her hand down as far as her arm could reach. She wiggled her
fingers hoping to touch something, but all she felt was air. She shifted the weight of her body to try and reach an inch or
two more down the hole. Her fingers still touched nothing but air.According to the caption on the bronze marker placed by
the Multnomah Chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution on May 12, 1939, “College Hall (is) the oldest
building in continuous use for Educational purposes west of the Rocky Mountains.
[#516523] Written by: SanfordWallace [03/07/2022, 17:02]
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[#516531] Written by: helpmepls [04/07/2022, 08:20]
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣤⣍⡛⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⠂⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠛⠻⠛⠛⠀⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠋⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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