The your/you’re thing is probably one of my biggest pet peeves ever. Because I am a Grammar Nazi. Get this shit right, kids.
It’s happening more and more often, too.
It’s a silly little thing to get one’s knickers in a twist about, but I’m tired of seeing it. People are getting stupider.
Man, I have not bought stuff from stores because of this. IT’S NOT THAT HARD.
I’ve never gone that far…
Your a person who gets really pissed off by that kind of thing huh?
What can I say? I’m easily amused. 😀
Like Jodie Foster baby.
RSVP: LEARN ENGLIGH, FUCKHEADS
THIS IS PRIMARY SCHOOL-LEVEL SHIT. CRIMINY.
I adore you a little bit more for this.
d’awwww thank you, darling.
I take it you shall not rsvp, lol
Meh, not really big on parties.
it’s like you have a window into my soul
Im just liek whats youre problum??1 your so rong.
I totally get on people about it, too.
By the way, it took me like five minutes to type that. I had to keep uncorrecting myself. Some appreciation is in order! >=O
And I would totally be at that block party screaming out the lyrics to Dancing In The Streets.
Block party? What is this, the 90s?
Awesome. I can’t stand the whole your/you’re–it’s almost up there for me with Their/there/they’re GRR ARGHH.
Yeah, I dunno either.
I beat myself up over mixing up their and they’re. It’s so embarresing. >_<
XD omg! i started my rest of the day with my boyo telling me i had to read this comic.. and i SO had to read it bwhahaha block party n00bs!!!
Yeah, I have no idea whatsoever.
How many points do I get if I find a tweet with you using the wrong one? 😀
Fuck it, I give up. There is too much grammar correctnessosity in your tweets.
I know for a fact that there is one instance in there somewhere. 8D
I will shove a pie into my face and post it to Youtube if that happens.
My friends and I have discovered a species called the Grammar Fairy. They wear spectacles, and have wings made from sentence diagrams. Every time a difficult word is spelled right on the first try, one is born; every time a semicolon is used correctly, one is born. And every time a grammatical mistake is made, one dies (one just got a serious gas attack from that “And” at the beginning of a sentence). To revive it, someone must recite a poem – none of this clapping business – within the next thirty seconds…
Do we have too much time on our hands?
I’d say so, yes.
But you’re passing that time so nicely you’d hardly even notice.
They’re/Their/There, It’s/Its, Your/You’re and Too/To/Two. I have smacked a b(i)tch over these kinds of mistakes. >w<
arrrgh I hates ’em.
It’s nice that you react so dramatically to such an instance even in the absence of an audience. It’s almost like you know we’re watching you… Duke to Base, the kazoo is blown, repeat, the kazoo is blown! C’mon Marmalone, back to the van!
Honestly I think that particular grammar screw-up is affecting my sex life. Any dude who even so much as TEXTS me that mistake instantly gets on the “would not date, ever” list. Maybe I’m too picky but this mistake is just too goddamn irritating ><
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