Big fat smooches to the person who came up with this: Atrocious Apostrophe's.
Via Mamapop.
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7 comments:
Oh thank god. I saw the title of your post and thought "Oh no. I can't end a friendship over an apostrophe. Maybe she's just feverish. Like 104F or so."
Ooh, I want to submit a few hundred photos....
LOL
Oh those things get me. LOL
I have lately noticed an increasing---and disturbing---personal dependence on commas.
Maybe someone who loves me unconditionally will stage an intervention.
That rocks! Thanks for the pointer.
In a related vein, this morning I got an email in which someone said "will help" when they meant to say "we'll help".
Lord help us.
I love it. I find myself editing billboards, bus stop bench ads, menus, etc.
The worst offenders to me are the folks with their family name on the mailbox or the front of their house:
"Johnson's"
"Martin's"
"Mayberry's"
They're basically saying "There's only one person in this house and it belongs to him or her."
Oh, thi's make's me so happy! Thank's for the time suck.
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