knox snooze

Succotash my Balzac, dipshiitake.

What a relief

Though regular readers of this blog (both of you) will probably disagree, I am officially qualified to speak my own language:

Grammar God!
You are a GRAMMAR GOD!


If your mission in life is not already to
preserve the English tongue, it should be.
Congratulations and thank you!


How grammatically sound are you?
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I found this little gem via Baseball Widow, who waits patiently for basketball season to begin.
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