Bon anniversaire, mon frere!

This uno's an obeisance to Mark, for his birthday; the onus is on me for his insufficient interest in marvelous words (e.g., vituperative). I happen to own a superfluity of interest in awesome words, but there's a marked dearth of utilization in my daily lexicon. I ken Mark knows words I do not; he has learned much adscititious of my tutelage. I generally will not fain affirm my inferiority, but as it's his anniversaire heute and Wednesday is the day I set aside for my hebdomadal confession(it's not - I just wanted to work in that fun word), I admit that a person of my antediluvian age cannot know all the patois of the puerile generation. And Mark's place in the musical province allows him a degree of habituation with words even the most sanguine ordinary auditor(such as myself) cannot ever hope to evince. He too, is somewhat of an autodidact, but his metier being not coeval to my own, we have disparate levels of vernacular.

*This is just a joke, much like the time we made that fake blog for Mark. He is apparently just super inspiring. Anyway, I know this is mostly nonsensical, but it was fun. I know lots of words, but not exactly how to use them, as I am not actually smart.