For my fellow English majors and all lovers of language.
For my fellow English majors and all lovers of language.
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Certainly there are lots of things in life that money won’t buy, but have you ever tried to buy them without money?
—Ogden Nash
Employment applications always ask whom to call in case of an emergency. I always say ‘an ambulance.’
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
FAN-TAS-TIC!!! LOL!
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Thanks for this, sent it on. It’s hilarious and of course, too true😄
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Back in 1956, my 8th-grade English teacher, in Janesville’s Marshall Jr. High, required us all to memorize personal pronouns, and spew them out in rapid succession:
Nominative case: I-we-he-she-they-you-it!
Objective case: me-us-him-her-them-you-it!
Possessive case: my-mine-your-yours-our-ours-their-theirs-its!
Some things you just never forget. Thank you, Miss Bessie Bursack!
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We also had to learn “being” verbs:
is-am-are-was-were;
be-being-been;
may-have-been, might-have-been, must-have-been, would-have-been, could-have-been, should-have-been…
…and we had to rattle them off in rapid-fire speed.
I’ll hit 79 next month, and all that stuff is still existing in my brain, and ready for use, whenever. Maybe I won’t develop dementia??? Hope springs eternal.
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Um, they forgot one of the most blooming forms of English, of which I speak fluently:
Technish – Technical English
Look it up…
(There’s also HTML, Java, and others, but they’re bastards!) ;P
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Heh. That was fun.
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Reblogged this on Jeanne Owens, author.
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Thanks Jeanne. ♥️
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