I always enjoy spending time browsing through the posts at One Million Footnotes, not least because the most interesting text recognition scrambles appear when I comment there. And perhaps influenced by the mood of the place, sometimes I can’t help but make up sentences to nest these unexpected words.
A recent dubious flock hatched the following -
- He said he admired my fulogo and I admitted I had waited years for it to bloom that profusely.
- As they lifted the deadverd stones from their mahogany chest and laid them into a perfect circle they knew that tonight was the night it would happen.
- How ever much her grandmother combed or wetted them with spittle, she could never calm those unruly efrai that danced around her ears.
- The seeds of the pandea were bitter between his teeth. But they made his dreams taste sweet.
- The odabil was lost overboard, just as they rounded the lighthouse. It sunk slowly to the seabed and sometime later was appropriated by a shy hermit crab.
- It wasn’t the first case of outterea they had recorded, but it was the worst. It didn’t quite kill the villagers, but they were left distinctly altered, unaware that they’d made it into the record books.