John provides some background:
A local road that is under construction has some poorly maintained train tracks at a steep angle to the roadway. Many cyclists have been injured when their bicycle tires get caught in the tracks. Instead of filling the tracks with rubber, allowing trains to use the tracks and cyclists to cross safely, the railroad put up this sign.
Urgh. “Seriously.”
I was just thinking that we hadn’t had an abuse of the word “literally” in literally an age. So thank you, Dave!
Dave says:
Congresswoman Ros-Lehtinen has not been spotted on horseback, counting coup on Democrats, as the text might have you believe.
I’d add that “them” is not the pronoun in agreement with “representative,” but I know there are some factions of my readers who would disagree with that assertion.
I expect few things of a swim cap. I’d like it to keep my hair dry, and, if possible, not to slip off my head while I swim. I wouldn’t ever really have expected one to offer me advice.
But since we’re on the subject… I understand why one wouldn’t want to use sharp objects as fingernails (unless, of course, one were a werewolf or such), but I’m not sure I agree that one doesn’t prefer sharp hairpins.
Props to a giggly Reporter #1.
Galen found all three of these at the same place, just north of Ellsworth, ME. She even provided the commentary.
Live onions? Or will there be something else alive on my plate? I didn’t order it. Also a missing apostrophe where there should be one!
When in doubt, use a comma.
I think this belongs in a new category. Maybe “Not quite the lyrics” would be a good title? Anyway, I have no idea why there were lyrics on the menu, but I’m pretty sure they left out some words.
…Y’all don’t really need me at all, do you?
Here’s a fun little article for those of you who are all “It’s a LIVING LANGUAGE whine whine whine.” Which, incidentally, includes me, but hey.
Look, we cut it daily, okay? So it’s fresh cut. But we don’t want you smart-alecks getting all fussy when you notice that the fruit is moldy. I mean, it’s two weeks old, right? So it’s not so much “fresh” by any real definition of the word. It’s just fresh-cut.
Colleen spotted this atop a group photo distributed to new students on orientation day. At an undisclosed location, to protect the innocent.
Nope, sorry, that’s the sum total of my reaction to this.
Lovely newlywed Veronica says “I get that this is supposed to be cute, but it just makes me sad.”
Yeah, let’s work on instilling those values of sloppy grammar really early, shall we?
As Galen pointed out to me, this author could have gone with “hoarse” and blamed spell-check. But “hourse” is… well, a hourse of a different color.
I mean, this was totally going up on RPB just because of the sheer absurdity of insisting that a bench is not a seat (rather than insisting that it is a decorative, delicate, fragile, or forbidden seat). The typo is just gravy.
