Fuck off, all of you, fuck off
Friday, May 12, 2006 1:17 am

Alright, look. I know why people do it. It's because I'm a bastard. I get it. Turnabout fair play blah blah blah. But look here to the right where I quote my little stabs at people's grammar and spelling. They're fucking hilarious. I take a typographical error within the context of the conversation and turn it into a joke. It's so different from what you people do to me.

I don't know how many times I have been having an IM conversation and I say some shit like, "I'm going to teh mall," and people will reply with, "TEH mall? What is TEH mall roflz!!!!1" Not funny. It's not that the comment in and of itself bothers me, but the fact that you are so fucking not funny. Correcting my spelling or my grammar or my word usage isn't cute, it's fucking obnoxious. People that do it are fucking obnoxious.

I'm not typing these things to you ever few days in some word processor with spell check. I write them in a format very similar to Notepad. I do this because as much as I write them in my head before I sit down, they always flow a little better and little differently when I type them out as fast as I possibly can. And that is unbelievably fast and usually with some sort of rythmn to the keys. I don't bother myself with spelling and grammar because it would be a detriment to the humor.

As dedicated as I am to being correct, and as much as I skim over the entries once before I post them, holy fucking shit, I occasionally make a mistake. Do you see how many words are on this fucking screen, how many entries I've typed in the past 3 years? What are the g*d damn odds that I would not know that stalactites aren't spelled the same as stalagmites. Or that a caveat isn't actually an exception to a rule, just a qualification or explanation of one. Give me a fucking break. And just be forewarned that if you find a mistake in this entry, it won't be the least bit amusing to point it out.

If you don't have something funny to say, don't say anything at all.

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n-ville

In the fourth grade I had to give an oral presentation about spelunking, and every time I meant to say ‘stalactite,’ I said ‘stalactate’ instead. The school psychoanalyst said I had developed an unconscious association between the shape of the rock formation and my mother’s breasts.

Even worse, whenever I meant to say ‘stalagmite,’ I said ‘daddy-cock.’



got your goat

ever few days



owen

i thought my comment was funny. and it had nothing to do with the spelling error. it was just an observation.



ViD

n-ville, nicely done. got your goat is my stupid brother. and owen, you are obviously not who i was talking to.



owen

yay



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