This particular object was found hanging in a roller-skating rink that didn’t seem to be frequented by all that many teens. It doesn’t contain errors so much as it just generated a lot of “Whuh?” among my friends. Therefore: a new RPB category!
We had some debate about which was our favorite; your comments welcome.
I have been bugged by this for weeks, since I started commuting every day on Atlanta’s charming underground system. Then some friends and I happened upon a train that had clearly also transported a fellow sufferer.
To our collective relief, we discovered on a second train that somebody had already convinced the Powers That Be to address the issue.
Now if they could just keep the trains from breaking down…
Rayanne says she’d been saving this glass for me for months.
If only the producers had taken anything like that much time to copyedit…
I sent this around at Christmas, including submitting it to Apostrophe Abuse (see blogroll). They never used it, despite my ingenious title. So here it is, receiving the internet fame it so richly deserves.
I can’t decide whether this makes me want to buy all these cookies and eat them, so they cease to be, or to flee the store and never return.
This is really the picture that started it all. I saw this at a local store about two weeks ago and was warmed by the knowledge that somewhere out there was another soul as tormented by the random assembly of letters into “words” (and, similarly, the random assembly of words into “sentences”) as I am.
