A favorite cartoon from years ago showed two squirrels watching a man stack a large pile of firewood. Squirrel A says to Squirrel B, “Looks like it’s going to be a long, cold winter.”
Actually, it didn’t. His underwear broke in half.
Evidently, Red’s dad was once a boy, too. Calvin’s dad may have hatched fully grown.
My bugaboo is “apostrophes’s” to indicate plurality.
I live in an “over-served” neighborhood. We were told in the early 2000’s that would NEVER get fiber-optic. So far, that’s a promise kept.
Just the cannon. Time to ream!
We should have known as soon as we saw the old “B.S.” shirt…
And they’re both coming to the same conclusion, “To hell with natural childbirth! Give me drugs!”
(like your avatar)
The grammar police terminated the “ending a sentence with a preposition is a cardinal sin” ruling a couple of decades ago.
Go ahead and fly your preposition freak flag!.
A favorite cartoon from years ago showed two squirrels watching a man stack a large pile of firewood. Squirrel A says to Squirrel B, “Looks like it’s going to be a long, cold winter.”