Will has a gargantuan breakthrough in his ongoing fixation with serendipity. The Dr. Pepper thing was just bullshit for basket cases and so is this one. But in the course of human events, we who are dangerously imaginative go ahead with the creation of a digital trail and post crap. Today's, as the banner reflects, is Onomatopoeia - a prodigious and provocative pretend tool in the writer's mock tool belt. It overlays one's paragraphs and pages with an algorithm based program that extracts subjects and predicates and modifiers, just to name a few, and compares them in real-time to a web based compendium of fictional works and profound writing throughout the centuries and with the click of a mouse, you can see what your prose or frivolities might look like if Goethe or Sidaris or Halberstam or Shelley had written them. It works because the algorithm is so simple and the fetch/join statement is spoof-proof. So this:

wrap your dick up for a short time and try a little rapproachement might appear as

If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living.
or
True change takes place in the imagination.
or
You're only as young as the last time you changed your mind.
or
Thy phallus concealed greases different skids

Much more about this exciting development later (or maybe we'll just leave this here, mercifully)