This goal was born from the conspicuous, crystalline self-expression that ameliorates our lives, the sort of which we do not traduce in vain; or the explicit need to test drive even the most malodrous of unfamiliar words you can schnorr from your nearest nonbelligerent dictionary.
Another theory is that this goal saw light on a drunked Friday evening, but was blocked by 43 others already on the list, and thus forgotten into the mists of alcoholic fervor.
I’m sure no one remembers anymore what anyone was supposed to write here in the first place, but I’m equally sure time will tell the answer.
