The Rogue Speaks:
Three sisters, Miande, Andide, and Calunta Prush, sat on the porch swing together, on a warm summer evening. The unistala vine was in full bloom, and its heady fragrance was all around them.
Miande, the eldest of the sisters, was an impholog, and her vast knowledge of adjectives and adverbs was sometimes an annoyance to the two younger girls.
"Miande, I think you make some of those words up!" Andide, the middle sister, cried, the dratoi in her voice filled with a sense of chize.
Calunta, the mulgrist in the family, sat quietly by while her two older sisters bantered back and forth in ablanic fervor. She was by far the most suctione of the three, taking in the conversation with an amused half-smile.
"If I die young, it's on you!!" said Miande with a look of unceo accusa, "I'll have my words!!"
"Girls!" their mother called, "Dinner! Nishies, with a salad of fresh sapparb!!
Right about now, you just may be heading for the dictionary, because there are some strange and unknown words in my Saturday Centus. Save your steps! For a long time now I have wanted to do something interesting with the Word Verification we have all come to know and love. I made a little collection of them and have sprinkled a few throughout my Centus! I hope you have enjoyed it!!!