Irregardless, I could care less about this. ; ) And I do read about lexicography extensively because nerd. The fine line is someone thinking you're a highfalutin stuck up asshole if they feel you insulted their intelligence by correcting them. I apologized to someone on here via PM because I didn't in the least mean to come across that way. All I do is typo. I reamed some jerk hard years ago because all he did was correct people constantly and spout off about how much money he made. The implications were clear: it was denigrating snobbery. Grammar police, get a damn job. He was essentially calling people stupid at every turn. I got sick of it. He was so meaningless that I won't even post his user name. All I do is laugh at my own misfires because they are epic and many. EDIT EDIT EDIT! As far as Americanisms go, I correct the old man sometimes with his Bronxese. "I hanged out with Alice." "You hung out, honey." "Yeah, with a rope around my neck from a tree." This is what being married for 28 years means.
You could of done it if you tried harder. How about vanilla envelope? Yes, I've known fellers like that. What about Dan Quayle and The Potatoe Scandal? Never forget! https://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/politics/special/clinton/frenzy/quayle3.htm?noredirect=on Where the hell is @jonnyd? Guy is hilarious and lives for shit like this.
Remember when Hobbes used to post here? Holy shit, he typed like an autistic monkey, what with all the commas in the wrong places and ellipsis everywhere.
Why the heck are these 3 confused so much in Kurdistan? "Greatest Of All Time," .nanny, .paramour. . . : ) .
The word 'says' once fucked me up bad. As in "Tony says we need a new cutter." I had to complete this bullshit essay thing for work and I was at home at night after a few 'wily pops' and I couldn't figure out how to spell the fucking word. It took me like 20 minutes. I was all "saids" and stuff. I felt like such an idiot
for all intents and purposes is "for all intensive purposes" drives me through the roof. the "statue" of limitations etc etc, there's so many i could write until Easter
Here is something about the F'd up English language that always baffled me in grade school. Would not = wouldn't. Cannot = can't. Should not = shouldn't. Shall not = shan't. Will not = won't. Why the hell isn't it shalln't or willn't? I mean, I know I gotta coupla screws loose, but I gotta tell ya, Brook! does pretty damn good. Plus, those two years I lasted in Catholic School, a lot of spelling we were taught were alternate. Manoeuvre, behaviour, humour . . . and it often sticks with me. Get with the programme! A good friend of mine that I lost touch with was born and raised in Puerto Rico but he also studied Classic Spanish in School. When his family moved to the Bronx he was appalled at some of the American Ricanisms. "Roofo. That's not the word for roof. What's next? Cakey for cake?" LMAO. It's loosely called Spanglish. Not sure what would be the equivalent in Turkey because Turkish is Turkish. My Grandma (my Daddy's Mom) spoke remotely passable broken English her entire life. The best one was, "I needa the backousa". No, that does not mean bathroom in Italian or English. It was pidgin Sicilian slang for back house. Hahahaha.
