Why don't we say he was widowered?

I have time to kill. So while I wait for said time to pass. I will type here.

Still typing.

Typing right now.

Okay here it goes.

We open on a wide angle of a glorious open Sahara Desert. In the distant you a speck of a man riding a camel, he is so small an ant could crawl over and eat him whole because his size seems smaller than that of an ant.

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and that is all I got, thank you for playing, cheque is in the mail and I hope you enjoy the fondue. Sally does and we all know Sally all too well don't we? Ha I am just kidding go on, have fun. See ya in a few.