The Monologue
Finally found a pen! Hope the ink lasts. I am writing a comic speech because I have no sense of humor and I can't express myself. It is going to take a miracle to get this right.
Oh look my pen is playing up. This is a joke - pen with intermittent ink. Scattered thunder showers of expression in various random parts of the country. I guess the ink tank is low or there is a grease ball on the ink ball or some foreign body of grit hitching a ride just to impeded my creative process like a demon sloth.
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