Snarky

May 18, 2004 19:38

I'm back and finishing up my scientist story tonight. Saying this will force me to make it so. So don't distract me!

In other news - for all that's holy, people! (Not you people, of course.) No one with any education has said "grinded" since the days of Sir Walter Scott. Would you say that the waitress grinded your black pepper? (Another thing I hate, but I'm trying to stay on-track here.) I don't think so. So please don't tell me about how her wet mound grinded against his jean-clad leg. Seriously - just typing the word has me shivering in disgust like I just came out of the pond and found leeches all over me; watery red trails seeping down my pale flesh.

I know I'm not perfect. I don't need anyone else to be perfect. I don't ask for much, but I implore the world at large to grant me this one simple request.

That is all for now.
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