Devious to deliver, a public display of deviations, divided of both diligence and diversity by a defensive dragon with dare-devil wit. This drive, no mere division of difference, is a damned doorway of divine demons, disastrously digital... but digging through defective dormant trash and downward, beneath the dribbling dabble of doomsday dudes: here lies the diagram drama. A discipline of discount, dawned with more discussion than darkness, Disenchanting the disgraceful, the disgusting, the dishonorable. Disorder? Daringly deliver more. But I dilly-dally disorganized... Dote I am to dwindle doubtfully all day. You may call me DryBones90.