Challenge
Write the longest grammatically sound alliteration you can possibly muster. The longest such alliteration's author wins $150 if, and only if, this challenge receives at least 300 entries. Editing is allowed.
If you don't know what an alliteration is, Google it. Ensure that your entry is an alliteration and that it forms a coherent thought. Remember, editing is allowed.
Destructors
Dad-blasted dunces dilly dally and don't discuss the destruction their daily doses deal. With dark deeds they decomposed dozens upon dozens of dearly dubbed delight. They definitely don't dare to diligently dance delicately during deeds of dishonor and drive doubts doubled with darned days to be discussed during decades to date. Disbelief develops in the deepest depths of dreamers deprived of delight inside. The devious and damned dominate the domain, driving desolation til the day of drear decomposing. Why don't the daft dwell on their disasters? Do they dream of a destroyed dimension drowned in depression and death? Will the dreamers decide to do any deeds to drive away the darkness?