Seven sentences to say what I mean when one would do. Six places to place those pretty words. Five locations leaning towards verbosity. Four stacks of snacks that mean I’m eating my words out. Three syllables said so seldom but say so much. Two words leaves me one short. Only one left so let’s make it count (and rhyme) now: 512.
Yeah, no, I wouldn’t have gotten it neither.
512?
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look at the tags
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is 512 an emergency number for you?
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Nope.
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ok, then it remains a mystery to me, it’s not a way of saying that I know
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I can be worked out from the text but it would take an intimate knowledge of the way my mind works to do it. Best to give it up. Not worth the effort.
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ok, then I pretend to love numerical codes and add interpretations at will, in flow
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Moot now.
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Hmm I didn’t get it🤔
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I explain it all in the tags. 😉
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Happily for you, my latest post explains. 😉
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Okay will check it out👍
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nice
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Yes! 😃😇
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