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or perhaps I did, depending on how you define Zeus.

Surprise! My father showed up this weekend and was charming (as opposed to my mother, who was not, but that's another story, and not worth telling). In the discussion with my father, where we were congratulating each other that we Googled well, my father confessed that he has acquired quite a reputation among his colleagues as the Grammar Policeman.

I thought that particularly hilarious based on the timing of my last post. We must have spent a good ten minutes attempting to one-up each other with horrible common grammar and non-words. (I so wish I'd had some of the corkers from the comments in my last post! I had to take a hot shower after reading what you all wrote. You're all going to hell.) He physically recoiled from "orientate," as if I'd used a cattle prod.

Special highlights:
10 items or less fewer
less fewer calories
should of have
he pleaded pled guilty (damn you, AP!)
if I was were President

Guess I know where I get it.

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bronx_baroness
May. 12th, 2008 05:57 am (UTC)
LOL!! Hey if he physically recoiled from hearing the non word "orientate" said he can't be the Devil Incarnate. Maybe just the Spawn of Satan then. :)
ladycaviar
May. 13th, 2008 04:17 am (UTC)
My favorite typo of all time is one from an old D&D manual. Instead of "Minions of Set," it read "Minionion of Set." Cocktails, anyone? Gibsons from hell?

So a very special Minionion of Typeset, perhaps. ;)