The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog. {STROKE}
Consider the counterintuitive color of the fox with the irony of the dog that won't hunt.
"Kiss... Please" SIRMIONE, LAKE GARDA, ITALY
The quixotic brown cow jumped over the lazy moon--fuhgeddaboutit. {KEY}
Based on a nursery rhyme, this is more intuitive...all vowels appear in fuhgeddaboutit.
hunt-and-peck
Grandfather: They rode to freedom. And as dawn arose, Westley and Buttercup knew they were safe. A wave of love swept over them. And as they reached for each other... [closes the book]
Grandson: What? What?
Grandfather: Nah, it's kissing again. You don't want to hear it.
Grandson: I don't mind so much.
Grandfather: Okay. [opens the book again] Since the invention of the kiss, there have been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind. [closes the book] The End.
Grandson: Grandpa, maybe you could come over and read it again to me tomorrow.
Grandfather: As you wish.
--William Goldman, The Princess Bride
The story of how you are here.
Read it again to me tomorrow.
The story of why you are here.
X O X E

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