Okay, so I do have my little pet peeves, and I also have some damn funny little quirks of my own, but one thing that I can NOT stand is poor spelling.
Hmmm...I wonder who this "Illegall" is... and why they're announcing that he'll be crossing the road?
Film at 11.
Ahhh... preserved for prosperity.
In memory of 'there' son.
Or there son is there.
Where we have lots of books that can teach you how to spell....
Johnny can't read? Send him to our shcool, where we can teech him the basics of reading and riting...
3 piece chicen.
It's finger licen.
Plus, we even have deivers to deliver it to you;
Enquirering minds want to know if you went to the shcool mentioned above.
Want one of our lovely a Rice Sishes? Hey, you've come to the right place!
Plus, we even have De luxe fried rice.
Hey, make mine Sonoran! That's my favorite desert of all... because it's got lots of cool rock formations and sand and scorpions and stuff!
And then just this morning, I read on face book that
I wonder which particular cloths he'll be taking off?
His wash cloths, or his cleaning cloths?
Oh crap, Hamish.... just leave your clothes on.