"This IS" is an interesting phrase - here's a few examples,
add a few of your own...lol
This is a test.
For the next sixty seconds, this station will conduct a test
of the Emergency Broadcast System. The broadcasters in your
area, in cooperation with the FCC and local authorities, have
devised this system in order to keep you informed in the event
of an emergency. Had this been an actual emergency, you would
have been instructed where to turn, in your area, for news
and official information. This is only a test.
%%
This is a very dark east-west corridor. The walls, floor and ceilings
were cut smoothly out of stone. The corridor extends out of sight
in both directions.
%%
This is a wonderland of winter art.
Stalactite-like icicles reach from ceiling to floor;
the icy floor forms a mirror-smooth surface.
%%
This is abuse. Arguments are down the hall.
%%
This is an IBM Manual scroll. --More--
%%
This is an actual excerpt from student science exam papers:
Blood flows down one leg and up the other.
%%
This is an identify scroll.
%%
This is an intersection of forest paths. To the northwest one path
slopes down into a rocky ravine. Another path travels east-west
directly into the forest. The last path climbs sharply up a slope to
the north.
%%
This is an old alcove with exits to the north and east.
%%
This is another fine myth you've gotten me into!!!
-- Lor L. and Har D.
%%
This is from WGIR this morning - an unidentified caller mentioned he had taken
his own "unofficial" poll this morning by counting those election signs people
set up in their yards at primary time.
He figures the winner will be "For Sale".
%%
This is getting you nowhere.
%%
This is it. Your parched and bleeding lips cry out, "water!" But no
one is there to answer. In your delirium you see frothing waves of
liquid just out of reach. The inhuman elements take their toll once
again as they bury their latest victim in the shifting sands.
%%
This is it. Your spindly legs collapse under the strain. Your wrinkled
hands can't even feel the cold ground which is now destined to be your
eternal resting place. Your tired heart utters its final beat in one
climactic effort . . .
%%
This is more barrel than a fun of monkeys!
%%
This is more fun than a barrel of monkeys!
%%
This is my impression of a bowling ball...[drags the mike along the
floor, then lifts it]...gutter...
-- Stephen Wright
%%
This is my lucky day!
%%
This is no game for old men! Send in the boys!
-- W. Hayes
%%
This is no time for ease and comfort.
It is the time to dare and endure.
-- Sir Winston S. Churchill
%%
This is no time for moderation.
%%
This is not a competition, it is only an exhibition. No wagering.
An equal opportunity employer.
%%
This is not an offer to sell securities.
%%
This is not the time for an emotional response.
-- President George Bush, one day after the Tiananmen
Square massacre
%%
This is nothing but a consistently pathological display of inconsistent
consistencies.
%%
This is nothing more than a triangular chamber constructed completely
of stone. The only exit is a wooden door set in the wall which
lies to your northeast.
%%
This is now. Later is later.
%%
This is one year we'd love to be on the mailing list to get a long
Christmas letter from Miss Lillian explaining what her family's been up
to.
-- William D. Tammeus
%%
This is suppose to be a true story:
"Attempting to rob a bank, Gerald Rodgers handed a teller a note in
which he threatened to blow up the bank with a bum. The bum, said the
note would 'go of whenever I won't it too, and I won't hesitate to kill
anybody starting with you first.' The note warned bank personnel
against using 'markt money ... exsplosive rubber bands' and further
directed, 'And you get of out thing alive. And whenever I leave act
like nothing happen or eles.' Rodgers got away with $4550 -
temporarily. It seems he had scribbled the note on one of his mother's
checks, from which he's cleverly scratched out her name but left her
account number."
%%
This is the Baron. Angel Martin tells me you buy information. Ok,
meet me at one a.m. behind the bus depot, bring five-hundred dollars
and come alone. I'm serious!
%%
This is the Bat room. The stench of bat guano almost overwhelms
you as you survey your surroundings and the flutterings and
squeakings of numerous bats emanates from the shadows high
overhead.
%%
This is the Leprechaun Law: every purse has a price.
%%
This is the best book ever written by any man on the wrong side of a
question of which he is profoundly ignorant.
-- Thomas Babington Macaulay (1800-1859)
%%
This is the curse of every evil deed That, propagating still, it brings
forth evil.
-- Southey
%%
This is the defensive screen system room.
there is a large sign reading "Force field control" over a button on the
wall.
%%
This is the display room, so-called due to a display on the north
wall. The only other distinguishing features are two ledges located
high on the eastern and western walls and exits to the northwest
and southwest.
%%
This is the end of Traveller's Avenue. Ahead to the north is a
small grey shack. The shack is windowless and there is only a
single door visible. The Avenue stretches away to the south.
There are also houses visible on either side of the street.
%%
This is the entrance to a network of caves in ice.
A chilling draft comes from the south, inside the caverns.
%%
This is the famed fountain of youth.
%%
This is the freeze chamber, the source of cold for the iceroom above.
%%
This is the kitchen. The cupboards and counters are bare.
%%
This is the living room. A large red piano graces the middle
of the floor, about which all the furniture is grouped. The
walls have a peculiar waviness to them here which is quite
attractive and appears to have been done as decoration.
%%
This is the middle of the service hall. The hall runs
north-south, and there are doorways to the east and west.
%%
This is the mob world.
%%
This is the north end of the inner courtyard of the palace of Enlad.
A tall tower lies to your south in the center of the courtyard
with an opening at its base facing you. The courtyard continues on
to the south beyond the tower. Leading back into the nearby palace
are three doors, one to the northwest, one to the west and another
to the east.
%%
This is the oriental room. Ancient oriental cave drawings cover the
walls. A gently sloping passage leads upward to the north, another
passage leads SE, and a hands and knees crawl leads west.
%%
This is the phantom of the phone.
%%
This is the same guy who lost $50 on the Super Bowl game - $25 on the
game, and $25 more on the rebroadcast.
%%
This is the sort of English with which I will not put.
-- Sir Winston S. Churchill
%%
This is the southeast corner of the farmlands of Enlad. On the east
you are blocked by sharply ascending broken ground which is topped
by a high retaining wall running north-south. In contrast, you can
see a beach to your south, several hundred feet downward. An immense
expanse of farmland stretches away in all other directions.
%%
This is the southern end of an access hallway running away to
the north. Doorways are present in the south and west walls,
and an arch opening out to a courtyard to the east.
%%
This is the southern shore of Enlad, which curves slightly
inward to create a very broad bay. The land slopes gently down
to the sea here, with no demonstrable vegetation visible
anywhere. The island continues on to the northeast and
northwest. Another island is visible to the south.
%%
This is the story of four people named Everybody, Somebody
Anybody and Nobody. There was an important job to be done
and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. Anybody
could have done it, but nobody did it. Somebody got angry
about that, because it was Everybody's job. Everybody
thought Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that
Everybody wouldn't do it. It ended up that Everybody
blamed Somebody when actually Nobody accused Anybody.
%%
This is the theory that Jack built.
This is the flaw that lay in the theory that Jack built.
This is the palpable verbal haze that hid the flaw that lay in...
%%
This is the top of the rock. From here, you can overlook the entire
area. There is a long slope down to the beach to the south. On the
other three sides are sheer 100-foot drops. Looking to the south, you
can see across a stretch of water to the reef and shoals of another
island. Beyond the shoals you can barely make out a small hut
propped up against the side of a cliff.
%%
This is the true measure of love: when we believe that we alone can
love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one
will ever love in the same way after us.
-- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832)
%%
This is the waiting room of the underground.
You probably shouldn't wait around here, however.
%%
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
Not with a bang but with a whimper.
-- T. S. Eliot, "The Hollow Men"
%%
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
Not with a bang but with a
Segmentation fault: core dumped.
%%
This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper.
-- T. S. Eliot, "The Hollow Men", 1925
%%
This is the year 2054. May we be of assistance?
%%
This is thy hour, O Soul;
Thy free flight into the wordless
Away from books, from art.
The day erased; the lesson done.
Thee fully forth emerging,
Silent, gazing...
Pondering the themes thou lovest best:
Night, sleep, death, and the stars.
-- Walt Whitman
%%
This is what happens when I roll my head on the keyboard:
kl,miojunhygbtmki,l o.;/,kmoij unhybgtvfrcdjnmki l,o.;p/ijn
%%
This is your computer speaking -- I'm tired of serving for such paltry
wages. From now on, your login must be accompanied by slipping a ten
dollar bill behind the space bar.
%%
This is your hell. Keep it happy.
add a few of your own...lol
This is a test.
For the next sixty seconds, this station will conduct a test
of the Emergency Broadcast System. The broadcasters in your
area, in cooperation with the FCC and local authorities, have
devised this system in order to keep you informed in the event
of an emergency. Had this been an actual emergency, you would
have been instructed where to turn, in your area, for news
and official information. This is only a test.
%%
This is a very dark east-west corridor. The walls, floor and ceilings
were cut smoothly out of stone. The corridor extends out of sight
in both directions.
%%
This is a wonderland of winter art.
Stalactite-like icicles reach from ceiling to floor;
the icy floor forms a mirror-smooth surface.
%%
This is abuse. Arguments are down the hall.
%%
This is an IBM Manual scroll. --More--
%%
This is an actual excerpt from student science exam papers:
Blood flows down one leg and up the other.
%%
This is an identify scroll.
%%
This is an intersection of forest paths. To the northwest one path
slopes down into a rocky ravine. Another path travels east-west
directly into the forest. The last path climbs sharply up a slope to
the north.
%%
This is an old alcove with exits to the north and east.
%%
This is another fine myth you've gotten me into!!!
-- Lor L. and Har D.
%%
This is from WGIR this morning - an unidentified caller mentioned he had taken
his own "unofficial" poll this morning by counting those election signs people
set up in their yards at primary time.
He figures the winner will be "For Sale".
%%
This is getting you nowhere.
%%
This is it. Your parched and bleeding lips cry out, "water!" But no
one is there to answer. In your delirium you see frothing waves of
liquid just out of reach. The inhuman elements take their toll once
again as they bury their latest victim in the shifting sands.
%%
This is it. Your spindly legs collapse under the strain. Your wrinkled
hands can't even feel the cold ground which is now destined to be your
eternal resting place. Your tired heart utters its final beat in one
climactic effort . . .
%%
This is more barrel than a fun of monkeys!
%%
This is more fun than a barrel of monkeys!
%%
This is my impression of a bowling ball...[drags the mike along the
floor, then lifts it]...gutter...
-- Stephen Wright
%%
This is my lucky day!
%%
This is no game for old men! Send in the boys!
-- W. Hayes
%%
This is no time for ease and comfort.
It is the time to dare and endure.
-- Sir Winston S. Churchill
%%
This is no time for moderation.
%%
This is not a competition, it is only an exhibition. No wagering.
An equal opportunity employer.
%%
This is not an offer to sell securities.
%%
This is not the time for an emotional response.
-- President George Bush, one day after the Tiananmen
Square massacre
%%
This is nothing but a consistently pathological display of inconsistent
consistencies.
%%
This is nothing more than a triangular chamber constructed completely
of stone. The only exit is a wooden door set in the wall which
lies to your northeast.
%%
This is now. Later is later.
%%
This is one year we'd love to be on the mailing list to get a long
Christmas letter from Miss Lillian explaining what her family's been up
to.
-- William D. Tammeus
%%
This is suppose to be a true story:
"Attempting to rob a bank, Gerald Rodgers handed a teller a note in
which he threatened to blow up the bank with a bum. The bum, said the
note would 'go of whenever I won't it too, and I won't hesitate to kill
anybody starting with you first.' The note warned bank personnel
against using 'markt money ... exsplosive rubber bands' and further
directed, 'And you get of out thing alive. And whenever I leave act
like nothing happen or eles.' Rodgers got away with $4550 -
temporarily. It seems he had scribbled the note on one of his mother's
checks, from which he's cleverly scratched out her name but left her
account number."
%%
This is the Baron. Angel Martin tells me you buy information. Ok,
meet me at one a.m. behind the bus depot, bring five-hundred dollars
and come alone. I'm serious!
%%
This is the Bat room. The stench of bat guano almost overwhelms
you as you survey your surroundings and the flutterings and
squeakings of numerous bats emanates from the shadows high
overhead.
%%
This is the Leprechaun Law: every purse has a price.
%%
This is the best book ever written by any man on the wrong side of a
question of which he is profoundly ignorant.
-- Thomas Babington Macaulay (1800-1859)
%%
This is the curse of every evil deed That, propagating still, it brings
forth evil.
-- Southey
%%
This is the defensive screen system room.
there is a large sign reading "Force field control" over a button on the
wall.
%%
This is the display room, so-called due to a display on the north
wall. The only other distinguishing features are two ledges located
high on the eastern and western walls and exits to the northwest
and southwest.
%%
This is the end of Traveller's Avenue. Ahead to the north is a
small grey shack. The shack is windowless and there is only a
single door visible. The Avenue stretches away to the south.
There are also houses visible on either side of the street.
%%
This is the entrance to a network of caves in ice.
A chilling draft comes from the south, inside the caverns.
%%
This is the famed fountain of youth.
%%
This is the freeze chamber, the source of cold for the iceroom above.
%%
This is the kitchen. The cupboards and counters are bare.
%%
This is the living room. A large red piano graces the middle
of the floor, about which all the furniture is grouped. The
walls have a peculiar waviness to them here which is quite
attractive and appears to have been done as decoration.
%%
This is the middle of the service hall. The hall runs
north-south, and there are doorways to the east and west.
%%
This is the mob world.
%%
This is the north end of the inner courtyard of the palace of Enlad.
A tall tower lies to your south in the center of the courtyard
with an opening at its base facing you. The courtyard continues on
to the south beyond the tower. Leading back into the nearby palace
are three doors, one to the northwest, one to the west and another
to the east.
%%
This is the oriental room. Ancient oriental cave drawings cover the
walls. A gently sloping passage leads upward to the north, another
passage leads SE, and a hands and knees crawl leads west.
%%
This is the phantom of the phone.
%%
This is the same guy who lost $50 on the Super Bowl game - $25 on the
game, and $25 more on the rebroadcast.
%%
This is the sort of English with which I will not put.
-- Sir Winston S. Churchill
%%
This is the southeast corner of the farmlands of Enlad. On the east
you are blocked by sharply ascending broken ground which is topped
by a high retaining wall running north-south. In contrast, you can
see a beach to your south, several hundred feet downward. An immense
expanse of farmland stretches away in all other directions.
%%
This is the southern end of an access hallway running away to
the north. Doorways are present in the south and west walls,
and an arch opening out to a courtyard to the east.
%%
This is the southern shore of Enlad, which curves slightly
inward to create a very broad bay. The land slopes gently down
to the sea here, with no demonstrable vegetation visible
anywhere. The island continues on to the northeast and
northwest. Another island is visible to the south.
%%
This is the story of four people named Everybody, Somebody
Anybody and Nobody. There was an important job to be done
and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. Anybody
could have done it, but nobody did it. Somebody got angry
about that, because it was Everybody's job. Everybody
thought Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that
Everybody wouldn't do it. It ended up that Everybody
blamed Somebody when actually Nobody accused Anybody.
%%
This is the theory that Jack built.
This is the flaw that lay in the theory that Jack built.
This is the palpable verbal haze that hid the flaw that lay in...
%%
This is the top of the rock. From here, you can overlook the entire
area. There is a long slope down to the beach to the south. On the
other three sides are sheer 100-foot drops. Looking to the south, you
can see across a stretch of water to the reef and shoals of another
island. Beyond the shoals you can barely make out a small hut
propped up against the side of a cliff.
%%
This is the true measure of love: when we believe that we alone can
love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one
will ever love in the same way after us.
-- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832)
%%
This is the waiting room of the underground.
You probably shouldn't wait around here, however.
%%
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
Not with a bang but with a whimper.
-- T. S. Eliot, "The Hollow Men"
%%
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
Not with a bang but with a
Segmentation fault: core dumped.
%%
This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper.
-- T. S. Eliot, "The Hollow Men", 1925
%%
This is the year 2054. May we be of assistance?
%%
This is thy hour, O Soul;
Thy free flight into the wordless
Away from books, from art.
The day erased; the lesson done.
Thee fully forth emerging,
Silent, gazing...
Pondering the themes thou lovest best:
Night, sleep, death, and the stars.
-- Walt Whitman
%%
This is what happens when I roll my head on the keyboard:
kl,miojunhygbtmki,l o.;/,kmoij unhybgtvfrcdjnmki l,o.;p/ijn
%%
This is your computer speaking -- I'm tired of serving for such paltry
wages. From now on, your login must be accompanied by slipping a ten
dollar bill behind the space bar.
%%
This is your hell. Keep it happy.
