(Repetition commands aspect.)

Due to an obscure clause in extant colonial law, my aunt is giong to be buried in clarified butter.

My Aunt's name is "Pat".

Itis forbidden to scintillate in a built up area on a Monday, provided there are three churches of separate denominations within a radius of 100 furlongs.

Since the late 1960s, many people have preferred the fidelity of stereosodium glutamate.

[Thos] I know I do.

Hitting my sisters and going "Bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother bother (etc)" in a high-pitched Hampstead squeak brings me no joy in life.