Where's my wit?

Where'd did all my old-time wit go to? Yes i will call it wit although that may at this time be the wrong word. Or at least, if i still possess it in cyber-land, why don't i ahev such good sporadic wit? I don't understand!! For example, last year i came up with (and yes i realise this is cyber):

Any comments? good or Bad i accept all exempting the bad. Those i spit upon with the foulest of my spit and then trapple on the spittled words that have come form your hand in the foulest of foul contempt. Hahaha. The good go up on my trophies shelf. They'll make me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

-My website, sometime late last year . . .
Only the good die young . . . make of that what you will, i need sleep.