Wake up and smell the roses

Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control

far from the coun­tries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large lan­guage ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and sup­plies it with the neces­sary regelialia.

far from the coun­tries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large lan­guage ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and sup­plies it with the neces­sary regel­i­alia. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large lan­guage ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and sup­plies it with the neces­sary regel­i­alia. It is a para­dis­emat­ic coun­try, in which roas­ted parts of sen­tences fly into your mouth. far from the coun­tries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large lan­guage ocean.

The Big Oxmox

advised her not to do so, because there were thou­sands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devi­ous Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her sev­en versalia, put her ini­tial into the belt and made her­self on the way.  Even the all-power­ful Pointing has no con­trol about the blind texts it is an almost unortho­graph­ic life One day how­ever a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar.

far from the coun­tries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large lan­guage ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and sup­plies it with the neces­sary regel­i­alia. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large lan­guage ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and sup­plies it with the neces­sary regel­i­alia. It is a para­dis­emat­ic coun­try, in which roas­ted parts of sen­tences fly into your mouth.