Dear Its Apostrophe,
I refuse to follow your stupid rules. Nothing personal, but I can't ever remember the stupid rule about possession vs contraction and therefore I banish you from my life. Spellcheck and that effing talking paperclip can suggest all they want, but you are dead to me. I am sorry, but seriously, go away or I will stomp your effing ass in the yard till I can't stompz youz no more. You and the know-it-all paperclip screw up too many innocent lives to put up with your existence. Again, not personal, purely professional. Buh-Bye.
Regards,
The Wonk
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2 comments:
A little angry are we? It's just an apostrophe for gods sakes.
I stand by my anger. And it rises more and more each time I am confronted with The Word.
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