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Introduction:
Let's face it: typos are laughable. Thus, I'm having a contest every week to make the best ones.

How the Game Works:
I post a paragraph, and you reply to this post, typing that paragraph without ever pressing backspace. Simple, right? The typos in said paragraph will be judged.

Time Period:
November 8th to November 14th

Criteria for winning:
1. Typo is funniest out of the entries
2. Typo does not sound forced

This Week's Prize:
S.I.N. Mace
(Average Marketplace Value: 7644 Gaia Gold)

This Week's Paragraph:
Once I was sealed and labeled, the lot of us were tied together tightly by the neck, and manhandled into the back of a huge, dark truck. All feared moving, for doing so could restrict breathing. The only connection to the world outside existed in the form of honking horns, loud car stereos, and the occasional siren in the distance. At last, we arrived, and were bathed in warm sunlight for but a fleeting moment before once again we were blanketed by the dark.

Additional notes:
*If your post number matches the random number this post generates, you win the following:
The Public Zoo's Mr. Eeh
(Average Marketplace Value: 82 Gaia Gold)

*It seems as though there's been a little bit of confusion surrounding this. This mini-contest refers to the order in which you post your entry. Thus, in the case of a two being generated, you count two posts down from mine, and that is the winner. You do not need to generate numbers of your own in this thread.

Past Winners(Nov 3-Nov 7):
Best Typo: DamonD77
Mini-contest: Nikkiquin

This Week's Winners:
(None yet)

Paragraph Source: "Pop Goes the Verb" Assignment from Creative Writing. This is one of the paragraphs I didn't use due to lack of space on the paper. crying (Note: In case you didn't catch it, this story is about a SODA CAN. Its name is Mun Bani, because... well... I love bunnies.)

Prizes will be delivered via trade.

Once I was sealed and labeled, the lot of us were tied together tightly by the neck, and manhandled into the back of a huge, dark truck. All feared moving, for doing so could restrict breathing. The only connection to the world outside existed in the form of honking horns, loud car stereos, and the occasional siren in the distance. At last, we arrived, and were bathed in warm sunlight for but a fleeting moment before once again we were blanketed by the dark.


One I was sealed and labeled, a lot of us were ted together tightly by the eck, and manhandled in tl the back of a huge, dark tuck. Al feard moving, for doing so could restrict breathing. The only convection to the world outside existed in the form of honging horns, toud car stereos, and the occasional siren in hte distance. At last, we arrived, and were athed in warm siunlight for but a fleeting moment fbefore onece again wer were blanketed by the dark,

Arghhh. That was awful. I so felt the need to backspace. Goodness gracious.

Thank you smile Typing as fast as you can without glancing at the keyboard seems the key whee


Once I was sealed and alebled, the lost of us were tied togetehr tihgtly by the neck, and mandhandled into the back of a huge, dark truck. All feaed moving, for doing so could estrict breathign., The only connection to the world outside existed in the form of honking horns, loud car steroes, and the occasional siren in the distance. At last, we arrived, and were batehed in warm sunlight for but a fleeting moment before once again we were blanketed by the dark.

^I'm so sad that I can't find that.^