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Phil,
lol. That's funny!
Love,
Pat Ferguson
At 08:39 PM 11/7/04, you wrote:
> Feeling footloose and frisky, a featherbrained fellow forced
>his fond father to fork over the farthings and flew far to
>foreign fields and frittered his fortune feasting fabulously with
>faithless friends. Fleeced by his fellows in folly, and facing
>famine, he found himself a feed flinger in a filthy farm. Fairly
>famishing, he fain would have filled his frame with foraged food
>from fodder fragments. Fooey, my father's flunkies fare far
>finer. The frazzled fugitive forlornly fumbled frankly facing
>facts. He fled forthwith to his family. Falling at his father's
>feet, he forlornly fumbled, father, I've flunked and fruitlessly
>forfeited the family favor. The foresighted father, forestalling
>further flinching, frantically flagged the flunkies to fetch a
>fatling from the flock and fix a feast. The fugitive's fault
>finding brother frowned on fickle forgiveness of the former
>folderol. But the faithful father figured phileo fidelity is
>fine. But the fugitive is found. What forbids further fervent
>festivity. Let flags be unfurled. Let fanfares flare for my
>foolish flegling finally found forgiveness.
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